Is he really Zhuang Shuqing’s husband? Is that possible?
However, Zhuang Shuqing isn’t thinking as much as she is.
At this moment, the spacious apartment is filled with soft instrumental music. She sits on the sofa, uneasily watching the tightly closed room door.
The story begins after entering the door.
Lu Jinyang suggested that she go to sleep in the room, but she politely declined.
It’s a studio apartment, every detail is delicately curated to perfection, right down to the ornaments in the corner that match the furniture. This shows the attentiveness of the owner.
But here lies the problem, there is only one bedroom, and she isn’t accustomed to napping in a man’s bed.
Lu Jinyang gave her a deep look, turned around, entered the room, and closed the door. It has been half an hour now, and he hasn’t come out even once.
The door opens, and Zhuang Shuqing tenses up completely.
The man emerges in a set of white casual clothes. His usually reticent and handsome face is less stern, and instead, more gentle.
He’s at least 1.87 meters tall. His slightly loose casual home clothes reveal the aristocratic temperament ingrained in his bones.
Zhuang Shuqing really couldn’t understand it. Such a resolute and cold person, surprisingly had this side hidden, making it hard for her to accept momentarily.
"Not resting for real?"
"I’m going to rest for a bit, call me if you need anything."
"Wait~" she called out.
He paused his step, "What is it?"
"I am going back to the studio. I don’t know who applied for leave for me, but I don’t want to owe anyone favors."
"Didn’t you already take leave?"
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"It’s unnecessary." After saying that, he strode into the room.
This woman is really not obedient at all, thinking about work even when she is injured .
In the bedroom, Lu Jinyang felt annoyed when recalling the pleading look in her eyes.
When Gu Chen received Lu Jinyang’s call, he had just laid down on the sofa in the rest room.
"What?" he sprang up from the couch, "Master Lu, Lord Lu, can you spare me? This is your company; do whatever you like. If your woman doesn’t want to work, she can just not come, and you command it, she’ll not lose any salary."
Who can tell him why his good brother has been bothering him day and night about a woman, without considering the time.
"Have someone call her, immediately, right now."
The call ended, Gu Chen looked at his phone screen and wanted to curse.
Damnation, how did he suddenly get tricked into managing this damned studio.
On the soft big bed, Lu Jinyang has his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
The quiet room suddenly echoed with a knock on the door; he slowly closed his eyes, "The door isn’t locked."
The knocking stopped, and after half a minute, he finally heard the sound of the door opening.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Words were on the brink of her lips, but Zhuang Shuqing hesitated.
She had just told Lu Jinyang that she wanted to go back to the studio, and in just a few minutes, Mr. Chen called her. Initially, she didn’t understand, but her lack of understanding didn’t mean she was foolish.
Only she and Lu Jinyang knew about her injury, and the recent incident was also known only between the two of them, so if she calmed down and thought about it, she would have suspicions.
"Lu Jinyang, did you call my studio?"
Lu Jinyang opened his eyes and looked at her, gently responding with a "Hmm".
He hadn’t intended to hide it from her.
Zhuang Shuqing didn’t say a word.
He also remained silent, just quietly watching her, wanting to see what her reaction would be.
"So, you have a good relationship with Mr. Gu?" she asked.