After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

In the next few days of work, Lu Yao deliberately avoided Zhang Quan.

She is wise and shrewd. It is not difficult to detect the man's mind. Either she has a crush on herself or has a ulterior motive. No matter what, she avoids it.

Until a week later.

During the lunch break that day, Xiao Zhang came back with two paper bags after he went out. One was handed to Liao Qiu. It was a box of desserts. The woman opened the cover and suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, I heard that their desserts are valuable. Hey, brother Zhang, you are so generous."

Xiao Zhang's expression was stiff. He put another heavier bag in front of Lu Yao, turned out several dessert boxes and put them in a row.

Lu Yao was studying the operation data in front of the workshop computer. She ate half of the boxed lunch in front of her. She didn't notice anything until Liao Qiu hurried over and poked Xiao Zhang's arm with one hand, "Wow, brother Zhang, you're a little eccentric, aren't you?"

Liao Qiuyang raised the spoon in his hand and passed in front of this row of delicious food.

"You're in the dark this time." Xiao Zhang's eyes sank and observed Lu Yao's face. "These are prepared by vice president Zhang for our director."

When Lu Yao heard this, she pulled out of her current work and glanced at the table with a deep voice.

"Didn't you refuse?" Her voice was faint, as if she didn't care much.

"Refused." Xiao Zhang shrugged, very helpless, "but after all, he is a vice president. It's always hard to say if he refuses. It's too obvious. He insists on pretending to be stupid, and I can't help it."

As he spoke, he leaned closer and opened his mouth carefully: "just now he saw that the person who sent the clothes was me. His face is very ugly. After all, the other party is Party A, and we can't tear our faces."

Lu Yao held her breath and acquiesced to Xiao Zhang's words. After thinking for a moment, she looked at Liao Qiu, who was salivating next to her. "Want to eat?"

Liao Qiu bit the spoon and waved again and again, "no, no, director, this is specially prepared for you by vice president Zhang."

"It doesn't matter. Eat." She smiled and then told Xiao Zhang, "check the specific price of these things, and then report to their Secretariat, and I'll make up the money."

Then he looked at Liao Qiu, "it's my treat. Don't worry about eating."

With that, she picked up the cup at hand and got up and went to the tea room.

In the production workshop at noon, most of the stations were resting, but the roar of the machine was still continuous. Lu Yao shook her dizzy head and suddenly stopped her steps.

His eyes blinked and saw the two feet pestling in front of him.

Looking up, he was facing the expected man's eyes, floating with anger like nothing.

He had a strong waist, grabbed the familiar suit in one hand and swayed in front of Lu Yao, "I don't want you to see me so much. It's worth hiding from me?"

Lu Yao stepped aside, crossed him and continued to go straight to the tea room.

Zhang Quan followed up not surprisingly. She looked relaxed. She removed a packet of instant coffee from the storage rack in the tea room and poured it into the cup. When filling water, she responded carelessly: "you remind me that there are many people in the company. I do this to avoid misunderstanding."

Zhang Quan choked speechless for a moment, and his expression stiffened. "Then dare you say you're not avoiding me?"

Lu Yao held the coffee cup in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand gently touched the hot cup wall. Shu Er smiled, "vice president Zhang and I are always simple partners. In fact, we can't talk about how deep friendship we have. It's really unreasonable to hide from you."

She thought about it and looked around. At this time, the tea room was empty. She thought it was a good time to pick out the topic, so she put her cup on the overhead behind her.

"Vice president Zhang..." she cleared her throat, crossed her hands in front of her chest and looked at the man up and down. "Although I don't understand your intention, I think it's necessary to tell you that I have..."

"Ah, sister Yao, I haven't rested yet." As soon as Lu Yao's words reached this point, a figure flashed into the door of the tea room. It was sister Qiao, the workshop director of the inspection team. She came in with a lunch box. After greeting Lu Yao, she saw the man with her back to her. Her face stiffened, "Zhang, president Zhang, how did you come here?"

Lu Yao and Zhang Quan's faces changed in varying degrees.

Zhang Quan leaned over slightly and pretended to cross Lu Yao and took a disposable paper cup from the desk behind her. "I'll come to the workshop and have a look. I'm a little thirsty..."

Sister Qiao looked suspicious. Anyone who saw the current situation knew it was not simple, but people of a certain age didn't want to investigate gossip, so they continued to go in the direction of the dishwasher and habitually put the lunch box on the shelf next to them.

Zhang Quan kept his eyes on Zhang Quan. He didn't notice the cup of coffee originally placed on the shelf. The lunch box in his hand was pushed out, and the coffee cup was pushed to the edge, facing Lu Yao's back.

Zhang Quan was clear-minded. After he noticed it, he didn't wait for the other two to react. His body moved forward, grabbed the woman's arm with one hand and protected her on his side.

With the man's shallow dull hum, the crisp sound of the mug landing came. Lu Yao was stunned by Zhang Quanhu for a long time.

Until sister Qiao covered her mouth in panic and exclaimed, "God, president Zhang, are you okay?"

Lu Yao came out of Zhang Quan's arms and looked back to see the man leaning on the desk behind him. His lips were pale, his forehead was soaked with fine beads of sweat, and the coffee stains slid down the cuffs of his white shirt.

She leaned over to look at his back and saw the whole piece of coffee imprinted and steaming.

——

In the hospital, after Zhang Quan treated the wound, he wrapped a thick gauze from his back to his chest.

Lu Yao knocked on the door and came in. When she saw him, she saw his naked upper body. She could not help hesitating. Her eyes crossed lightly from his strong belly and put a basket of fruits beside the table. "I asked the doctor that you were badly scalded and needed to rest for two days."

"Yes." Zhang Quan answered faintly, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

Lu Yao's doubts are heavy, but it's always hard to question him face to face.

Zhang Quan saw through her mind. His pale lips pursed and smiled deeper. "You don't have to suffer like this. I didn't say what you want to compensate."

Lu Yao leaned aside and looked down. "I personally don't like to owe others anything. You make me feel guilty. I've covered your hospitalization and nutrition expenses during this period. As for others, I won't refuse as long as it's a reasonable request."

Zhang Quan was slightly surprised and opened his lips and teeth. "Do you think I want to get something from you?"

"That's not what I mean." Lu Yao thought that Zhang Quan misunderstood her meaning and explained, "things in this world should have gains and losses. It's reasonable for you to help me and ask."

The man finally understood the meaning of her words, and a light of banter flashed across his eyes. Then he suddenly laughed and his eyes bent.

"In that case, if I don't ask for anything, will you always feel that you owe me something?"

Lu Yao held her breath and saw the meaning of his ridicule. She was a little angry. "Vice president Zhang, I haven't had time to remind you that I'm married. I don't think it's appropriate for you to ridicule a married woman like this."

Her words made Zhang Quan's face suddenly cold, and then suddenly cold to the freezing point, his throat rolled, and his eyes became unnatural.

"You're not. You're divorced?" He seemed to mutter, "who's your husband?"

Lu Yao gently hooked her lips. As soon as she wanted to answer, she heard a steady voice behind her, "it's me."

The footsteps approached slowly, and as soon as I turned back, I was facing the man's cold face.