Then.

Watch him walk down the hallway.

When the figure entered the elevator, Cheng Xilu slowly closed the door and took two steps to the living room, when the mobile phone rang and vibrate.

In the SMS notification bar, there is a small red dot.

She clicked.

is a string of numbers that are not saved.

[Tomorrow night, Christmas Eve, if Miss Cheng is free, we will have a meal together. 】

Cheng Xilu couldn't help laughing.

I went on a business trip at public expense and asked her if she was free.

Boss Yu is so hypocritical.

She replied: [Mr. Yu asked me, in what capacity? 】

When this sentence was sent, she didn't realize that she was actually pinching her boss.

Suddenly, a new message came.

Yu Zongting: [Any identity you are willing to accept. 】

Oh.

I didn't hold it.

Cheng Xilu hated his incompetence.

The night was long, and I slept surprisingly well after the fever.

When I woke up the next day, I was full of energy, and my skin was in good condition.

Touching his forehead, his body temperature has roughly returned to normal.

Lifting the quilt and getting up, the afterglow casually swept over the dress hanging in the bedroom closet, and the diamond necklace lying quietly in the velvet box.

She thought for a while, picked up her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the secretary-general, asking when the dress and necklace could be returned.

There was no movement over there, and it should still be asleep.

Cheng Xilu put the matter aside for the time being, took out clean clothes from the suitcase and changed them, and when everything was cleaned up, he looked at his mobile phone again, but there was still no news.

Until almost ten o'clock in the morning.

The secretary general told her: [Sorry, I was busy catching a plane this morning, and I only saw WeChat now. 】

【Catch a plane? 】

[Well, Yu Sheng temporarily explained and asked me to return to Beijing to deal with some urgent work. 】

【......】

Cheng Xilu narrowed his eyes.

The Secretary-General went back.

And what about her.

Leave her in Minato just to accompany him to a Christmas Eve dinner?

Boss Yu.

You're outrageous.

But apparently, because of the casual tone of Mr. So's text message last night, she seriously underestimated the formality of this dinner.

Located in the southernmost bustling area of Central, Yu Zongting has chartered an entire floor of restaurants.

To avoid being disturbed, even the elevator to the top floor was included.

Special personnel were stationed on both sides of the ladder gate, and they were strict and did not relax, and it was difficult for even half a fly to fly in.

I thought it was just a simple meal, but now looking at this posture, I am suspected of selling her.

On the other hand, the calm state of the man beside her, as gentle and gentlemanly as ever between words and deeds, her thoughts wandered for a while, and she realized it later.

Don't be surprised.

Yu Zongting was born in a wealthy aristocracy, and he paid special attention to privacy.

Hong Kong media are the best at chasing after the wind.

If a reporter takes a photo, #郁生平安夜与不知名女性共进晚餐#的版条, it is estimated that it will be on the news tonight.

This seemingly extravagant but low-key approach, Cheng Xilu feels that it is very much in line with Yu Zongting's identity.

Probably there are few people in this world who can invite a lady to dinner and arrange everything so considerate and appropriate.

In contemplation, the staircase door slowly opened in front of me.

The top floor, which had been locked down for an afternoon, finally welcomed its distinguished guests.

A small orchestra is set up on the restaurant, and the melodies played by the violins are romantic and elegant, separated by a classical screen, and the layout is tastefully designed without disturbing the private space.

The dining area is close to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, from the entrance to the inner courtyard, the Victor Hugo roses have already been decorated, each one full of vigorous beauty, around the screen, the rich fragrance from the petals overflows the air.

Cheng Xilu unconsciously slowed down his breathing.

If the blockade of the elevator on the top floor is to protect privacy, then what is the ...... prospect?

At this moment, her instinctive intuition told her that Yu Zongting had put a lot of thought into tonight's meal.

"Don't be nervous, this is not a Hongmen feast." He seemed to see her hesitation, and put his hand on her shoulder: "Do you need to take off your coat?" ”

Respect her opinion word by word, even if it is just a small matter.

He is Yu Zongting.

Upbringing and purity in the bones.

Even if you have any thoughts about a woman, you will not force it.

Cheng Xilu felt relieved.

Nodding slightly, he said "thank you".