Lu Yan didn't let go of Ning Anmiao, and she didn't dare to struggle. She could only let him hold her.
In the quiet atmosphere, she could even clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat, as well as his.
It was steady and strong.
"Um, shall we go back? It's already time for the afternoon work," she said softly, coaxing the man in front of her. "If we don't hurry up to finish the work, we'll have to work overtime tonight. Then, the time to get home will be postponed again."
Her considerate and flattering look greatly pleased Lu Yan. He slightly relaxed his frown and gently pinched her cheek. "Sure. Kiss me and then we'll go back."
"..." Ning Anmiao wanted to refuse, but the man's hand obviously tightened, deliberately confining her in his arms. She almost had difficulty breathing.
It seemed that if she didn't do as he asked obediently, he wouldn't let her go.
Thinking that this afternoon was the deadline for a design draft required by the company, Ning Anmiao had no choice but to swallow her anger. She took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kiss the man's side face.
"Miaomiao, are you here?"
Suddenly, a head popped out from the safety door of the stairwell. It was Xiao Li, Ning Anmiao's colleague. She turned her head and saw the figures here, then continued, "The client is urging for the order. The two design drafts you missed this morning..."
Before she could finish her words, Xiao Li froze in place.
Yes, she saw Ning Anmiao, and of course, the other familiar man.
To be exact, it was their boss.
The two were in a very ambiguous posture, sticking together. It seemed that Ning Anmiao's lips were about to touch Mr. Lu's face.
"Ahhh!" Xiao Li covered her eyes and couldn't help screaming. "Sorry, I took the wrong way. You two go on! You go on!"
After saying that, she fled the stairwell as if she were running for her life.
Ning Anmiao: ...
How embarrassing!
Ning Anmiao blushed and almost buried her body in Lu Yan's chest. Her voice was filled with a bit of complaint. "It's all your fault. Xiao Li saw us!"
How could she explain this when she got back to her workstation later!
Lu Yan didn't seem to care. He slightly lowered his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers. He smiled faintly, and his warm breath fell on her nose. "She interrupted you. You haven't kissed me yet."
"..."
At this moment, he still remembered this!
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On the day when the two families were going to meet, Lu Yan specially arranged for Song Qin to drive to Jiangcheng to pick up Ning's parents.
When they arrived at the Ning's house, seeing Song Qin's face, Old Master Ning felt a bit uncomfortable. He coughed twice and then got in the car.
After all, they had had an unpleasant experience before, so the old master was a bit awkward. He didn't talk much to Song Qin during the whole journey.
However, Song Qin had a strong psychological endurance. He acted as if nothing had happened and chatted with Bai Jiaying from time to time.
After all, as Lu Yan's excellent assistant, he had the basic social skills when dealing with elders. Moreover, Bai Jiaying was easier to get along with than Ning Zhijing, so the journey was quite relaxing and not too boring.
When they were almost at the restaurant, Ning Zhijing, who had been quiet all the way, suddenly spoke up. "Haven't we been here before?"
Assistant Song smiled brightly. "This is Shuyuan, the most upscale restaurant in Shanghai. Mr. Lu reserved a table here before, but you left in a hurry at that time and didn't have time to dine."
Ning Zhijing: "… Oh."
He remembered. No wonder this place seemed so familiar.
When Miaomiao had an accident before, he had scolded Lu Yan severely right in front of this restaurant, and then left without looking back.
Unexpectedly, after some time, he still had to come to this restaurant.
Ning Zhijing, who was always elegant and gentle, now looked a bit uncomfortable. He touched his nose and asked, "Where are Xiaolu and Miaomiao?"
"Mr. Lu and Miss Ning are already waiting for you two in the private room," Song Qin said with a smile, showing the due courtesy. "This way, please."
Ning Zhijing held his walking stick and sized up Song Qin for a few times.
He was indeed a calm young man.
When Ning Zhijing and Bai Jiaying entered the private room reserved by Lu Yan, Ning Anmiao immediately stood up and greeted them. "Dad, Mom, come and sit here quickly."
Ning Anmiao smiled sweetly. She was wearing a checked long dress, looking cute and gentle.
Lu Yan was also sitting upright beside her. Today he was wearing a white shirt and black suit trousers. His dressing was very proper and generous, showing a unique sense of calmness.
He seemed to be the type that would make the elders feel at ease.
The more Bai Jiaying looked at the two of them, the more she thought they were well - matched. She silently gave her daughter a thumbs up in her heart.
Her daughter really had good taste.
"Where's your mother - in - law?" After everyone was seated, Bai Jiaying noticed that there was still one person missing in the room, so she asked.
As soon as she said this, Ning Zhijing's eyebrows sank. His face was obviously not looking good.
Being late for such an important occasion showed that the other party didn't take it seriously.
Ning Zhijing coughed twice. His eyes were not kind, and his voice sank a bit. "Xiaolu, where's your mother? Didn't we make an appointment for 11 a.m.?"
Lu Yan frowned slightly, but his tone was still gentle and humble. "Maybe there's a traffic jam on the road. I'll make a phone call to check."
Just as he took out his phone, the door of their private room was pushed open, and someone walked in.
It was Lu's mother, who was dressed up gaudily.
In order to meet the Nings, she had specially chosen an expensive dress. She had curled her hair into big waves, and had a makeup artist do her makeup before coming. Then she walked in gracefully.
Looking at his mother, who was completely different from usual, Lu Yan frowned slightly.
"Sorry, I was delayed by something on the road," Lu's mother said, puffing out her chest. When she saw that it was indeed Ning Zhijing and Bai Jiaying sitting in the room, a glint of light flashed in her eyes.
Although it flashed by quickly, it was still caught by Ning Zhijing.
He was very familiar with this kind of look. It was nothing but the look that vain people usually had, which made him disgusted.
If it weren't for discussing Miaomiao's marriage with Lu's mother, he would definitely have left immediately.
For his daughter's marriage, no matter how impatient Ning Zhijing was, he could only suppress his temper and force himself to stay a bit longer.
As soon as Lu's mother sat down, an indescribable smell of perfume assailed their noses. Ning Zhijing and Bai Jiaying both frowned subconsciously.
A very gaudy fragrance lingered in the whole room, making people feel uncomfortable all over and even having difficulty breathing.
"Is this Mr. Ning?"
Lu's mother spoke first, her eyes almost squinting into a line with a smile. "I've long heard that Mr. Ning is incorruptible and a master in the field of Chinese studies. It's our Lu Yan's good fortune to be with a girl like your daughter Miaomiao."
She could change her attitude really quickly.
Ning Anmiao looked at Lu's mother, who had once bossed her around, pursed her lips, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.