"I'm allowing you to like me."
Just when Qiao Yi was so nervous that she thought Lu Yanchuan was about to decimate her humanity, her forehead was suddenly gently kissed.
Lu Yanchuan left the bathroom with a smile, leaving Qiao Yi dumbfounded and touching her head in confusion.
What, what does he mean?
By the time Qiao Yi finally came out of the bathroom, Lu Yanchuan had already gone to the company, leaving only Old Mr. Lu in the dining room, who was drinking milk and reading the newspaper.
"Yiyi is here, come and eat, it's going to get cold soon."
Old Mr. Lu put away the newspaper and waved to Qiao Yi, waiting until she walked over before he spoke.
"Yiyi, I heard from Yanchuan that you have thoughts about joining the company? Have you finally come around?"
A warmth filled Qiao Yi's heart, and the image of Lu Yanchuan kissing her in the bathroom involuntarily popped into her mind.
