Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me

Chapter 27: Chapter 27 Miss Lu, I Can Only Block You

Gu Annan’s brows knotted as he hadn’t looked for Lu Wanwan these days, trying to see what it would be like to have her disappear from his life again.

Yet just a few days in, she’s messaging Zhao Chen on WeChat with such glee? When did these two get so familiar without him knowing anything?

“Mr. Gu,” Zhao Chen felt the chill in the air, “Miss Lu added me on WeChat to send pictures, and now she’s messaging to say that leaving her car outside her company last time caused her a lot of trouble.”

Ji Shaoyang’s handsome eyebrows rose even higher, smelling the scent of gossip.

Gu Annan stood up abruptly, his voice cold with disdain, “What does it have to do with me who you add on WeChat?”

Zhao Chen saw Mr. Gu turn and leave. Does this really have nothing to do with him?

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Looks like I can only block you now, Miss Lu!

“Xiaozhao, let me take a look.” Ji Shaoyang tossed aside the water bottle, hands in his pockets, and came over with a smile, “What WeChat message?”

Zhao Chen clutched his phone tightly, “Mr. Ji, you can’t.”

Ji Shaoyang’s lips curled with a playful smile, “Right, if my sister knew who secretly took photos of her…”

Zhao Chen handed over the phone with both hands, “Mr. Ji, please take a quick look. I’m about to block Miss Lu.”

Ji Shaoyang took the phone, murmuring under his breath, “Surname Lu, huh…”

He scrolled through the WeChat, finding nothing of value, unfortunately.

But he finally understood why the paparazzi from Zui Entertainment couldn’t complain anymore.

The photo taken in secret was sent to her—this woman was a paparazzo for Zui Entertainment.

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Without so much as a greeting, Gu Annan left the golf course.

His car raced to the old town area and stopped under the only building that looked like a business tower, directly dialing that long-unused number.

“Hello, who is it?”

Gu Annan’s voice was chilly, “Come down.”

The voice on the other end sank immediately, “I can’t, I’m at work. Could you…”

“You only have 190,000 left to deduct. Are you sure you think the salary is more important?” His voice was indifferent, hand squeezing the steering wheel.

“Then…”

Gu Annan hung up the phone.

Lu Wanwan hugged her head with both hands. She wanted to ask if he could park his car further away, but Gu Annan had no patience for that.

She wasn’t surprised. When had the word ‘patience’ ever been in Gu Annan’s dictionary?

Lu Wanwan risked making an excuse to leave work, at the price of a 100 yuan deduction from her salary.

Looking left and right, she saw no sign of his car. As she took out her phone to call and ask, a sudden blast of the horn rang in her ears.

The black sedan beside her was immaculately clean, so bright she could clearly see her reflection on its surface. Then the passenger-side window was rolled down.

The icy, handsome face inside the car came into her view, with captivating, deep eyes staring at her and a furrow in his brow showing his displeasure with her dawdling.

Lu Wanwan didn’t dare to hesitate any longer and immediately opened the car door to get in.

As soon as she got in, the car sped off.

The silence inside the car made her feel the atmosphere was too tense. After some thought, she spoke up.

“I’m sorry I’m a bit late. It’s just been really busy lately.”

“I of course know my salary can’t compare with that 190,000, but this is my internship, and I can’t take it lightly.”

“The editor-in-chief is very demanding and particularly hates tardiness or leaving early. My normal working hours end at half past five in the afternoon. If possible…”

At a red light, the car came to an abrupt stop.

Lu Wanwan hadn’t buckled her seatbelt, and with an “Ah!” she lurched forward.