Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Unwilling but Have to Admit

Qiao Li’s fingers involuntarily flexed, then reached out to pluck a rose petal, pinching it tightly between his fingertips, the juice from the petal staining his fingertips, making the scent of rose even more prominent.

Su Lu didn’t really notice anything.

She didn’t think there was anything worth noticing, especially since the flower looked nice, not to mention... she was feeling somewhat numb already.

This big bouquet wasn’t from the time she was here with Ultraman, but was the fresh one delivered this morning.

The delivery guy had a hard time, drenched in sweat; Su Lu felt it wasn’t easy for him.

At the time, Zhao Xiaole was cheering softly on the side: Yippee—!

Who knew what he was so happy about, perhaps he knew it was sent by Bo Jingshen.

When Qiao Li came out after his shower, there was a bowl of freshly made oatmeal on the dining table.

"Eat something for now, we’re going out to eat later, my mom said she’s treating," Su Lu said. "Also, you haven’t been eating well lately, have you? You seem to have lost some weight."

Originally, after his shower, Qiao Li seemed a bit down, but now he seemed a bit better.

"Work has been too busy, I wanted to finish everything and come back, so I didn’t have much time to care about eating. I don’t know why, but some partners who were cooperating well suddenly started creating problems," Qiao Li said.

He really didn’t know why.

But Su Lu... could guess.

Bo Jingshen sometimes acted quite capriciously, like an ignorant child.

Su Lu paused, then smiled and said, "Then eat more later, since my mom is treating, and she’s got plenty of money."

Su Lu felt that Zhao Ying had gotten used to it over the years; even when she came to Feng City she didn’t go out to relax, still opting to entertain business partners instead. Being at her level, she naturally wouldn’t need to accompany anyone for drinks, but maintaining good interpersonal relationships with tea, golf, or hiking was inevitable.

Li was coming back, Zhao Ying had originally planned to introduce him to some contacts, but Su Lu felt it unnecessary, considering Qiao Li had enough social engagements already, better just to let him have

laughed, "Saying it like that puts

relationship with Su Lu went well, Zhao Ying might become his mother-in-law

be oblivious at times,

the deeper meaning in Qiao Li’s words, but she didn’t show it, pretending not to

Lu might not have even realized how

men might have given up knowing the

Qiao Li was persistent enough to have held on

evening, the drawback of Su Lu’s new car became apparent, resulting in

that shiny silver sports car was somewhat frustrating, "Really, apart from being

being able to fit a child safety seat, even wanting to go out with two adults and a child

it was cool, circling the sports car again and

good mood on the side, persuading, "Being flashy is also useful, Lulu looks good, driving such a stunning car looks really

"You are

Feng City, so she naturally didn’t know any good places to eat, but fortunately, some of her business partners were locals.

not only made recommendations but also reserved a

designed in a classical garden style

had a particular

Beijing, and as a true Northerner, she was quite interested in this Southern Chinese opera. Knowing that the restaurant featured these performances, she purposely had someone book a table with

usually not held in private rooms, so they booked a table

in the hall

what’s good to eat here, but it seems they don’t serve

to choose how many dishes they wanted, and the chef would prepare accordingly based on the situation. For instance, if a table had mostly female guests, the dishes would

was all rather

"I’ve been here a few times. The chefs are very skilled,

then I’m looking forward to it," Zhao Ying laughed and then started sipping the tea Qiao Li made for her. Her gaze was fixed intently on the small stage, waiting for the performance to

the hall were also gradually

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