The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"Mr. Zhuo, we meet again, we are really destined."

Lu Yanlu stood aside, looking left and right with eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses, smiling modestly and politely.

"Whether it's true or not, Mr. Lu knows very well."

Rubbing the cup lightly with his index finger, Zhuo Dingding smiled half-smile.

His subtext is obvious, and Lu Yanlu is following him.

Lu Yanlu's smile gradually deepened, and he pushed the frame of his glasses. With his IQ, it was impossible for him not to understand.

But so what if he understood it, he didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either.

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, fate is true. Since we are destined to meet here tonight, Mr. Zhuo, how about we share a table?"

With a stroke of two or two strokes, he revealed his purpose.

"No way."

Zhuo Dingding didn't show any kindness, let alone give Lu Yanlu any face, so he refused straight away.

"Mr. Zhuo, why reject people thousands of miles away, I have something serious to talk to you about."

When Lu Yanlu was speaking, he glanced at Cheng Lianxun vaguely.

"We have to discuss business during working hours. Mr. Law can make an appointment tomorrow. Since we are so destined today, maybe I can spare a few minutes to see you."

Zhuo Dingding's words were impeccable, and he didn't even leave a crack in the door for his opponent to squeeze in.

After kicking the iron board a few times, Lu Yanlu was neither angry nor discouraged.

He turned slightly sideways and looked at Cheng Lianxun.

"Miss Cheng, I'm lonely eating alone, do you mind if I eat with you?"

The modest smile on his face remained unchanged, playing the lonely emotional card of single people.

According to his twenty years of love experience.

Once he uses this trick, no matter how old or young, as long as it is a female creature, there is nothing he can't take down.

"..."

Cheng Lianxun refused in her heart, but seeing his gentle and pleading eyes, she was too embarrassed to refuse.

He looked at Brother Zhuo for help.

But he sat back and reclined, relying entirely on her callous appearance.

If she answers, brother Zhuo probably won't drive away the three stoves.

But she knows more deeply.

If she dares to promise, Brother Zhuo will definitely deal with her severely when he goes back.

Tomorrow Sunday, there will be no classes, and the students will not find any abnormalities in her body.

But it's even worse if she doesn't have to go to class, she will be cleaned up all day long.

"N-mind." With a firm heart, she already had the answer, holding the juice glass, and stammered with lowered eyebrows and closed eyes, "I'm afraid of strangers."

The corners of Zhuo Dingding's mouth raised slightly, very satisfied with her answer.

But she should refuse sternly, with her shoulders shrunk and a weak voice, she doesn't look tough at all.

As if he was coercing her to refuse.

"Afraid of strangers?" She is curled into a ball now, she looks really shy of strangers, but Lu Yanlu will not retreat easily, "Miss Cheng, we just met this afternoon, are we not strangers?"

"Of course!" The little guy immediately raised his head and firmly denied, "I only know your name, and I've only met you once, how can I be considered an acquaintance."

She retorted confidently, the expression on her little face was as determined as she wanted.

"..."

For a moment, Lu Yanlu had the illusion of being defeated.

He had never dated such a young, high school girlfriend.

The brain circuit is different, I don't know what is going on in her little head.

It is also impossible to judge her thoughts based on past experience, and then make an accurate attack route.

Seeing him deflated, the corners of Zhuo Dingding's mouth raised uncontrollably.

He played Tai Chi back and forth with Lu Yanlu, but that didn't stop him from retreating.

The little guy's uprightness actually blocked him from retreating.

It's really... very satisfying.