Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 853 - 327: [Heartbroken Fairy Tale] Fleeting Shadows (Part 2)
They say a serious man is the most charming.
Lin Chu felt this statement wasn’t quite accurate. Lu Huai’an always had an irresistible charisma, no matter from which angle you looked at him, he was impeccably perfect.
Someone was standing foolishly at the door not knowing how to move, Lu Huai’an looked up at her and said expressionlessly, "Why are you standing there dazed?"
The man’s displeased voice pulled Lin Chu’s wandering mind back, her ears were a bit hot, luckily her hair concealed it so it wasn’t too embarrassing.
She closed the office door and placed the coffee by the man’s hand.
"Does Mr. Lu have any other instructions?"
If every day was just running errands like this, what could she possibly learn...
When Lu Huai’an handed a thick stack of A4 papers in front of Lin Chu, she wondered if he was amazing enough to have mind-reading skills.
"Read through this information. After you finish, I’ll ask you five questions. If you answer one wrong, you’ll have to scrub the toilet."
Lin Chu, "..."
She had something to say but wasn’t sure if she should say it.
The smile she deliberately put on felt a bit stiff, even her hand reaching for the documents moved mechanically, "Does your company always use such unique methods as punishment?"
Lu Huai’an spared a glance at her and answered flatly, "No, you are an exception."
Lin Chu, "..."
Truly a once-in-a-lifetime ideal husband, impeccable!
Just as she was ready to leave, she was called back again, unexpectedly confused, forgetting she was at the company, and irritably asked, "What now?"
Surprisingly, Lu Huai’an didn’t care about her ’disrespect’, his deep voice steady and calm, "Read the material in the afternoon, first go water the plants."
Watering the plants...
Lin Chu was speechless too, should she also massage his back...
"But there’s so much, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish reading."
The man glanced over, and Lin Chu obediently closed her mouth. Whatever he said went.
Time passed quickly; as she dawdled, it was soon lunchtime.
The ill-fitting high heels tortured her all morning — the feeling was truly hard to describe. After she finished Lu Huai’an’s trivial tasks, she sat on the sofa slacking off.
Lun Jun brought in two lunches.
Even though it was food from a five-star restaurant, once packed and brought back, it was mainly lukewarm, in summer that’s fine, but in autumn and winter, it cooled even faster.
After heating it in the microwave for a second time, the taste wasn’t as good.
Lin Chu suddenly realized that Lu Huai’an’s lunches over the years must have been just as simple.
If he could eat it, she certainly could too.
The cup of coffee Lin Chu deliberately sweetened was eventually drunk by herself, of course not without a warning.
After tidying up the coffee table, Lu Huai’an sent a text to Lun Jun, then told Lin Chu, "Go to the break room and take a nap. I’ll call you when it’s time."
While sitting on the sofa, she always unconsciously touched her calves.
Lin Chu hadn’t slept well, and upon hearing Lu Huai’an’s words, her eyes immediately lit up, "Can I...?"
When Lu Huai’an stood up, he casually pressed the girl’s head back into the sofa and, seeing her foolishly climb back up, a subtle arc appeared at the corner of his lips.
"It’s lunchtime, you’re not my subordinate."
Implying: she is Mrs. Lu.
Lin Chu didn’t fuss over his sudden move, instead, she smiled brightly, hugged him, stood on tiptoes, and gently kissed his jaw.
"Husband, you’re so wonderful, love you!"
After that, she was ready to go to the inner lounge, but was pulled back by the wrist.
Lu Huai’an was displeased with her typical perfunctory behavior, his dark eyes half-squinted, and his calm voice dripping with danger, "You love me so much, then don’t sleep. Go help translate the French emails."
Lin Chu looked at the man’s distinctly handsome features and thought carefully.
Her lips curled up, revealing a perfect smile, "I still love the bed more."
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Lin Chu had gradually learned how to be a competent secretary.
Just as her father had said, by following Lu Huai’an, she could learn a lot and avoid detours.
In the company, the two had a superior-subordinate relationship. At home, Lu Huai’an was her husband.
The weather had cooled down, and night fell earlier than in the summer.
Since Lin Chu started at the Lu Family, she rarely left work on time; when Lu Huai’an finished his work determined when she could take off her high heels.
It was rare to leave on time, sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Chu stretched lazily, her whole demeanor wilting, seemingly preoccupied.
