Cold CEO, Hug Me

Picking up the piece of paper with his name written all over it, Jing Rong's heart warmed.

Especially when he saw the words "Jing Rong, your name, and my worries" that was written on her hand, he felt as though his heart was going to melt …

This was such a tender and lovable little girl!

Jing Bao'er stood up, and attempted to snatch away the thing in Jing Rong's hands, but Jing Rong instantly raised it above his head …

This time, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get her hands on it.

"Fourth Uncle, what are you doing!"

"I'm not doing anything. I don't have time to do my homework properly. To think that I would dare to do something else and confiscate my things..."

Just as Jing Rong finished speaking, the things were folded neatly and put into his pocket.

Even until many years later, when Jing Bao'er was no longer by her side, when she took out this piece of paper in the dead of night, she could still clearly recall that in this room, the girl had seriously lied down on the desk and wrote his name down.

At this time, who would have thought that many years later, he would actually rely on this piece of paper to pass a long night like this, in order to search for the traces of their love …

Jing Bao'er stomped her feet in anger, "How can you be like that!"

"How am I? Let's go downstairs to eat."

Jing Bao'er pouted, holding his arm, and asked: "Did you specially come all the way here just to ask me to eat?"

"Otherwise?"

"I thought you were up to no good! Try to rape a pretty girl from a good family while I'm not paying attention! "

"What do I need to be stronger than you? Go eat! "

As he spoke, he grabbed her by the sleeve and dragged her out of the room.

Walking out of the room, the two of them left each other in tacit understanding. One in front, one behind, they went downstairs.

When he went downstairs, Jing Bao'er realized that someone had arrived …

The one who was sitting on the sofa in the living room was none other than President Luo Yaohua's youngest daughter, Luo Suran.

She was sitting on the sofa talking to Jing Aotian, Song Limei, Leng Youran and Leng Youran.

Today, she was dressed in white, with long black hair falling down her shoulders. She still looked like an immortal.

This woman was truly a lady to the bone. Her every move and gesture was filled with the aura of a woman from a family.

Jing Bao'er paused for a moment, then followed the cold looking Jing Rong to everyone's side.

"Susu, why are you here?" Jing Rong asked.

Luo Suran was a little surprised by her sudden visit.

"At the end of the month, I will hold an art exhibition. I will give everyone a ticket to enter the art exhibition … I hope that everyone can come and cheer for us when the time comes. " Luo Suran said.

Jing Rong nodded indifferently, "Thank you."

"Everyone is here, and the food is ready. Let's go, Susu, come with us to the dining hall for dinner." Old Master Jing was the first to stand up and reply to Luo Suran.

Luo Suran smiled, stroked her hair and said, "Then I'll do as you bid."

Jing Bao'er quietly stood behind Jing Rong, her eyes that were like a fox staring straight at Luo Suran.

This woman, when she came to the house that day, she had asked her fourth uncle to take her around by herself. It was only a few days later, and she had hastily come to the house to give everyone her admission ticket to the exhibition.

He even picked a time to eat dinner?

I'm afraid, it's just a fake ticket. If you want to seduce her fourth uncle, that's the real deal, right?!

Thinking of this, Jing Bao'er's gaze instantly became no longer friendly.

… ….

Because of Luo Suran's arrival, the dining hall became especially lively.

Luo Suran behaved decently and could speak, making Old Master Jing laugh loudly.

Everyone was passionately chatting with Luo Suran, except Jing Bao'er and Jing Rong who were sitting side by side, the two of them were quietly eating their dinner, looking extremely out of place.

"Of course, do you have a boyfriend?" Jing Aotian asked.

Luo Suran shook her head, "Not yet, I've never talked about boyfriend before."

Hearing that, the smile on Jing Aotian's face became wider.

Never talked about a boyfriend. What a good girl.

It would be great if his family's number four could marry a girl like this.

"Not once?" Song Limei asked.

Luo Suran nodded.

"Sister Suran Sis, you're so beautiful, to think that you haven't even been in a relationship before. Leng Youran said.

Luo Suran smiled and asked, "Why are you not scientific anymore? "What I am looking for must be the best, not the best, I don't want it …"

Jing Bao'er did not say a word, she only raised her head and carefully sized Luo Suran up.

She was intentionally hinting at Jing Rong that she doesn't have a boyfriend, telling Jing Rong to hurry up and take action?!

Sensing that Jing Bao'er was looking at him, Luo Suran immediately shifted his gaze onto Jing Bao'er's face.

When their four eyes met, Jing Bao'er was still calm and composed. At her young age, her aura was not one bit inferior to Luo Suran's.

"Bao Er, you are so beautiful. How old are you this year?" Luo Suran asked.

"Nineteen." Jing Bao'er said.

"It's really small..." Luo Suran said again.

Jing Bao'er smiled slightly and did not say anything. Her foot under the table silently pulled back her slippers, rubbing against Jing Rong's ankle bit by bit.

The waves of numbness made Jing Rong's throat tighten.

Even though his heart had been tickled to the point of being unbearable, on the surface, he was still calm and composed, calm and indifferent.

Beneath the dark table, Jing Bao'er rubbed her feet against Jing Rong's ankles as much as she could, one after another.

A sense of excitement, of a stolen love, slowly grew in both of their hearts.

After dawdling for a while, Jing Bao'er put on her slippers and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

… ….

After eating, Luo Suran stood up and said, "Sorry everyone, my father just mentioned on WeChat that he wanted to find me for something, so I have to go back now."

Hearing that, the Old Master Jing immediately looked at Jing Rong, and said, "Fourth brother, send Su Ran out."

Jing Rong did not reject and only stood up silently.

Luo Suran then stood up, looked at everyone and said, "It's been fun eating here today, I thank everyone for the warm welcome. I'll be leaving first, next time I'll treat everyone to a meal …"

After greeting everyone, Luo Suran followed suit and went out the door together with Jing Rong.

Within the courtyard, the lamps were brightly lit, as if it was daytime.

The fallen leaves fluttered down like golden butterflies.

Stepping on the leaves, Luo Suran and Jing Rong walked forward side by side.

"Brother Rong, when the time comes, you must come and support my art exhibition. This is my first art exhibition in the country …" Luo Suran was the first to break the silence.

Jing Rong immediately nodded, "Okay, I will definitely go."

"I'd be happy if you came." Luo Suran said again.

"..."

Jing Rong remained silent and slowly walked forward.

Luo Suran also became silent, and only followed Jing Rong's footsteps, as she quickly walked forward.