Hmph, just because I've been a little nicer to him these past few days doesn't mean I've forgiven him.
The "historical baggage" still hasn't been honestly explained, and he's already thinking of taking things further?
Not a chance.
Lu Jingheng raised a brow. "What do I look like? Don't I just have the face of your man?"
"..." Su Qiao blushed.
This man... He was way too good at flirting...
No, this shameless man's skin was way too thick.
"You shameless bastard. I can't be bothered to banter with you. I'm going to cook."
Su Qiao opened the door, patted her slightly heated face, and went to the kitchen.
Lu Jingheng followed behind her with a smile. "I'll help you prepare the vegetables."
"Can you? Don't make things worse." Su Qiao looked at him disdainfully. She didn't believe this man knew how to do such things.
One look at those clean fingers, and she knew he was a pampered young master.
Lu Jingheng opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients inside. "Don't worry. My intelligence won't allow me to mess up."
"..." As expected of someone with such a thick skin—he could always find an opportunity to praise himself.
*
Three days after the incident in which a foreigner had snatched her bag, Su Qiao returned home and discovered signs that someone had searched through both her study and bedroom.
"Xiao Si, has someone from CTF come knocking?" Su Qiao's expression turned serious.
CTF had always been Lu Jingheng's archenemy. They had been secretly keeping an eye on him all along, and since you've been getting close to him lately, they probably wanted to investigate you.
"Good." As long as the matter concerning the blueprints hadn't been exposed, there wouldn't be any major problems.
Su Qiao immediately called Lu