Mr. Lu Can't Hide His Heartbeat

"Mr. Lu's heartbeat cannot be hidden" Su Wan will always remember that rainy day. She ran around in panic holding the design draft that she had worked on for three nights, but she ran into an embrace with the cold fragrance of cedar. The man bent down to pick up the muddy drawings for her, put the black umbrella into her hand, and awkwardly wiped the ink stains with a handkerchief in the rain. He also took off his windbreaker and wrapped it around her trembling shoulders. "Lu Jingshen." He said, his brows and eyes clear and clear, like the light of a clear sky after a rain. She thought it was just a chance encounter, but she saw him again at the bidding meeting-dressed in a crisp suit, sitting at Party A's head seat, he was the rumored cold and distant person in charge of the Lu Group. When the projector screen suddenly went black, he was the one who brought over the computer with the backup plan and carefully corrected even the data she marked wrongly; she mentioned casually that she liked drinking sugar-free hot cocoa, and his special assistant brought a cup with just the right temperature the next day; her pen was broken, and he searched all over the city to make a replica of the same model, even scratching the old marks on the pen cap exactly the same. At the celebration banquet, when faced with malicious advances, he protected her behind him, his tone cold and unquestionable protective: "She is allergic to alcohol." In the elevator, the lights of the house reflected the tips of his red ears. He took out a necklace with a little rabbit pendant engraved on it and said in a tight voice, "Su Wan, I have wanted to protect you since the first time I saw you on the rainy day." She stood on tiptoes and hugged him. It turned out that the tenderness hidden under the pen, hot cocoa, and umbrella was never a coincidence. This heartbeat that started on a rainy day can no longer be hidden.