*
Fang Luo never imagined that the next time she saw Xu Xingze, it would be on another rainy day.
The skies were gloomy and the wind and rain were fierce, just like a day during summer vacation six years ago, when he kissed her outside her bedroom.
Back then, he was still surnamed Xu, so poor that a packet of instant noodles was a whole dinner. Now he was the parachuted-in CEO of Beicheng's biggest luxury hotel, dressed in a sharp suit and exuding an air of privilege. People couldn't help calling him "President Ji."
Fang Luo searched the internet with a cold expression for all the gossip about his past romances, while listening to him whisper sweet nothings: "I'll never forget what we had."
So that day, Fang Luo decided to date him, then dump him.
*
Fang Luo never thought that the day she broke up with him would arrive so suddenly, upending all her plans.
But she had no choice. When the truth came out, she had to end the relationship first. Her voice trembling, she lowered her head and said softly, "Then let's break up."
But what surprised her wasn't Ji Xingze's blame or insults.
The man who was always arrogant and aloof knelt on the ground, holding her and begging desperately. In an utterly humble posture, he pleaded with her to stay. "Fang Luo, you want money, right? I'll give you as much as you want. I was wrong. Please don't blame me, okay...?"
*
Lately, the after-lunch gossip all over the company had been remarkably consistent, and it all revolved around a mysterious, beautiful woman who brought a lunchbox to the CEO's office every day and stayed for the entire afternoon.
The receptionist asked curiously, "Who is that woman?"
The other shook her head. "No idea. Assistant Zou calls her President Fang. Oh, come on, what else could their relationship be? You know."
When she finished, the two exchanged knowing smiles.
At the same time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the CEO's office. "Ah! That hurts. Could you be gentler...?"
President Ji, who usually commanded respect without so much as a frown, was diligently massaging the shoulders of the person in front of him, all the while nagging, "I told you to lift your head more slowly."
Fang Luo, spoiled and smug, raised her leg in front of him. "Here, massage my leg."
**One-on-one romance, happy ending
Theme: Work hard for love
Lace news, sc?
When will we break up? I want to see them break up.
The copy has been changed, I have to read it every day
I discovered it, I discovered it, and I became Ji Xingze