Evil CEO's Deep Love

"You Mu Yao's fists were tight and tight, but he couldn't find any words to refute. She could only bear it. She turned her head to one side and coldly returned to the question at the beginning, "what do you want me to do today?"

"Don't make a noise." But he continued to work on his knees, and rightly asked, "when I'm done."

His eyes locked the screen, eyebrows slightly long, slender knuckles flying on the keyboard, said it was "busy" but did not deceive her. Mu Yao secretly clenches her teeth, but she can't get angry. She can only sit in the corner with hatred -

forget it, she can also do her own work first! I haven't memorized all that thick information yet.

There was no sound in the back seat, and the driver quickly drove away from the advertising agency. But no one noticed that in the hall, a figure looked at them from a distance and wondered: isn't that muyao? Whose luxury car did she get in?

***

after finishing his work as quickly as possible, Li Beichen breathes a sigh of relief and closes the computer, then looks at the people around him. As expected, she should have been so angry that she would blow her hair in a second.

But the truth is just the opposite -

she sits upright on her legs, with a stack of thick papers on her knees, and she is holding two of them in her hands, her lips moving silently. Her head was slightly lowered, her white face was serious, her long hair was soft and smooth, stretching to her waist

Her back was so focused that she didn't notice his eyes.

Li Beichen doesn't even bother. She just looks at it quietly until she finishes carrying a piece of paper, and her fingers habitually gather back her hair, just revealing her tiny auricle White and delicate. Such an unconscious small action, let Li Beichen's breathing not from a tight, somewhere instinct ready to move.

He hastened not to open his eyes and cleared his throat to cover up his gaffe.

Mu Yao also quickly recovered, quickly put away the paper on his knee, and turned coldly to Li Beichen's side: "are you busy?"

Li Beichen nodded, pretended to point to the things in her hand naturally, and asked casually: "what are you looking at?"

Mu Yao didn't answer. Instead, she straightened the paper and made it clear that it's none of your business. Then she went back to the theme and repeated the initial question coldly: "what are you doing with me again?" Say quickly, finish saying she wants to get off.

Li Beichen smiles and leans gracefully on the back of his chair: "learn about your tracking progress."

The unhappiness in Mu Yao's heart immediately came up: what he said last night is only today. What progress can he make? And today is still a weekday, she does not have to go to work, how to go out to trace?

"Nothing." Mu Yao cold face a word summary, knock knock door signal, "let him stop."

What a pity!

His subordinates only listen to his command, even the parking has to pass him

"So..." Li Beichen nodded thoughtfully. Subjectively, she ignored her emotions and requirements. The conversation continued, "but what I want is' understanding ', not' reporting '

Does it make a difference?

Muyao is not angry: "what do you want?"

Li Beichen smiles. He pushes the laptop to one side, narrows the distance between them, and then throws out a wrong answer: "have you eaten yet?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Yao shrank back and frowned reflexively.

Li Beichen smiles: "the meaning of eating while chatting."

***

the car stopped at the door of a western restaurant, but mu Yao refused to get off.

The reason is very simple: this restaurant is located in downtown area, not to mention the number of people in the restaurant, there are always people coming and going outside the restaurant. She doesn't want to appear in public with Li Beichen! Don't want anyone you know to run into!

Her future life must be calm, her life circle must be ordinary, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

Not at all!

Li Beichen has opened one side of the door, see her motionless, his handsome eyebrow slightly convergence, light urge: "the restaurant does not provide takeout, get off." But she still stubbornly pursed her lips and sat still.

There are so many people outside. She doesn't want to go down.

Li Beichen calmly a smile, didn't say anything more, then got off the car by oneself. Did he go to dinner by himself? Mu Yuangang wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the door on her side suddenly moved, and then he pulled it away from the outside -

he personally came around, opened the door and bent down. Junlian was so close to her that she could smell the cool smell that belonged to him.

Mu Yao's nerves were tense all of a sudden.

"Just a meal." But Li Beichen sneered in her ear and slowly put pressure on her, "do you come down by yourself, or do I 'invite' you down?" The word "please" is deliberately accentuated with irrefutable hegemony.

He is determined to let her down!

Mu Yao frowned and watched the passers-by from outside the car look this way - this luxury car of this brand, this man of outstanding appearance It's hard not to be the focus of the crowd.

"Get out of the way!" Before more people noticed, Mu Yao simply pushed him away, quickly got out of the car, walked away five steps, and then talked to him from a distance, "you go ahead, you lead the way!"And she's responsible for keeping her distance from him.

***

two people enter Ru western restaurant one in front of the other.

Good evening, sir! How many, please The waiter came up quickly and was very warm to the handsome man.

"Two." Li Beichen laughingly looked behind her. She followed five steps away, a stranger's gesture. It's as naive as before! He deliberately teased her, deliberately increased the volume and asked her from a distance, "do you want a private room?"

Such a question, all eyes immediately turned to her.

The extra five steps add a layer of ambiguity to other people's eyes

He did it on purpose!

Mu Yao fiercely looks at Li Beichen, but he is still calm. She can only bite her teeth: "yes!"

The private room is located on the second floor of the restaurant with soft light and elegant environment.

They sat opposite each other, and the waiter handed two menus with a smile. Li Beichen picked it up naturally, but mu Yao didn't feel like ordering a meal at all - what is this? Let her eat at him calmly? She can't do it.

Mu Yao sat on one side with a calm face, clenched her hands under the table, and tried to endure every minute and every second: she only hoped that he would finish eating quickly and she would go home.

"What would you like, miss?" Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the waiter politely recommended it and offered to help Mu Yao open the menu. "We have black pepper steak set meal here, and beauty Siro fruit fish..."

"Two medium rare filet mignon sets." Muyao didn't speak. Li Beichen opened his mouth first. He made a faint voice and took her share as a starting point. "My soup wants mushroom soup, her..."

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly stopped, looked up at her, and continued with deep meaning: "she is the same as me."

Mu Yao a Leng, the fist under the table pinches more tightly a minute.

"Okay, okay!" The waiter nodded with a smile and wrote it down on the menu. Then he looked at the angry couple and said, "do you have any taboos?" Ask is so to ask, the vision is mainly aimed at Li Beichen, this table is willing to answer should also only he.

Li North Chen nods, see her obstinate don't open mouth, can lightly help her to say, "she doesn't eat onion."

"All right!" The waiter wrote it down, tried hard to turn the atmosphere around and boasted, "Miss, your boyfriend is so considerate!"

Mu Yao's patience finally reached the extreme - she hated the feeling that he was in charge of everything! He is not her. Why does he always look like he knows her well? She doesn't need his "kindness"

"I eat onions." She suddenly opens a mouth, the request that should correct to the attendant, the vision is to stare at Li Beichen.

"Eh?" The atmosphere suddenly became embarrassed again, and the waiter's eyes wandered between them for help: who should I listen to?

It's just a pity that neither of them saw her at the moment.

For her poor stare, Li Beichen face unchanged, calmly accept.

"OK, then add onion to her." Four eyes relative ground froze to do funeral, Li Beichen dumbfounded smile to give in, but then again is the words front a turn, "my that don't want."

"All right!"

This time, the waiter quickly withdrew.

The private room is quiet again. Muyao doesn't open his eyes without saying a word and continues to stay silent for a long time. She doesn't really eat onions, but she just doesn't want Li Beichen's taste! She will change what he knows about her!

"Muyao." In silence, I heard him call her name.

"What for?" Mu Yao raised his eyes and almost cursed him in his heart.

Li Beichen smiles, takes a sip of the red wine in his hand, and says lazily: "I'm looking forward to the way you eat onions."

He smiles calmly, with banter and interest in his eyes - she hates onions, and the whole Li family knows it. A dish of fried rice with onion flavor In a word, Li's cooks are still not allowed to take onions as food materials.

"Hum!"

***

after a cold hum, Mu Yao didn't talk to him any more.

The steak was served quickly, with a dense heat. The waiter served the meal for them, but when the steak with the smell of onion was put in front of Mu Yao, her face turned green uncontrollably - there were several onion rings on the sauced steak, so the smell of onion came up with the heat. Although it was just a side dish, she couldn't stand the taste

She hates onions!

She can't get rid of this habit.

"Please take your time. Please call me if you need anything." The waiter bowed politely and quickly left the strange atmosphere of the private room.

Li Beichen quietly looked at her for a long time, saw her frown sitting, always motionless. He couldn't help but smile. Then he slowly put down his glass and knocked on the edge of the table, making a faint voice: "it's too late to trade with me now."

"No!" His offer was flatly rejected by her.

Mu Yao even angrily picked up his knife and fork, put the onion aside, and then cut and drew on the steak, like he was about to eat She can't eat steak with onion flavor.Li Beichen hooked the corner of his lips: it looks like it!

"You don't mean to be with me, it's not you?" He sighed, then picked up his knife and fork and began to cut the steak.

He moved gracefully and slowly, carefully cutting the steak into neat, well proportioned pieces.

"It's none of your business!" Mu Yao angrily out of the voice, hard in the steak on a row.

Compared with Li Beichen, her movements are like chopping bones