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"Like I said, from now on, I will always be with you."

"Accompany me?"

Lin Ange was startled for a moment, a puzzled look appearing on her face.

"Here?"

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao's thin lips slightly opened as he faintly replied.

"Is there a mistake? This is not a 5-star hotel? "

Lin Ange's eyes were wide open as she rebuked in a displeased manner.

"…"

Lu Yiyao smiled and smiled. He held her in his arms and said nothing.

Ding Mo quickly brought the breakfast over.

There were no other tables in the room, so he could only place all of them on the desk.

Swallow nest porridge, raw fried dumplings, green balls, only golden silk noodles, plus milk, ground bean milk, and a few delicate dishes.

Lin Ange was stupefied when she saw this.

Aren't these the breakfast of 'Heaven and Earth'?

Ding Mo had sent them in within such a short period of time. It was obvious that they had already been prepared.

"An An, come here. Eat while it's hot."

Lu Yiyao pulled her to a chair and sat her down. Ding Mo then gave her another chair.

Lin Ange was really hungry now. He took the chopsticks and prepared to eat the Golden Silk Noodle.

"An An, come, drink this first."

Lu Yiyao picked up the bowl of porridge, scooped a spoonful of it and blew on it a few times before bringing it to her mouth.

"I'll do it myself. Sit down and eat as well."

With someone at the door, Lin Ange felt a little embarrassed. He grabbed the spoon and 'resisted' it.

"I'll feed you."

Lu Yiyao remained unmoved and stubbornly "persevered".

"Aiya, you …"

Lin Ange leaned to the side and used all her strength to glare at him.

"Come, be good."

Lu Yiyao wrapped his arm around her waist, adjusted her body, and put a silver spoon on her lips.

I can't.

Lin Ange had no choice but to open her mouth and nibble on it.

"Alright, Lu Yiyao, I'll do it myself."

After being fed a few mouthfuls by him, Lin Ange could not eat anymore.

She was truly suspicious of what Lu Yiyao thought of her.

This was clearly treating her like a child.

That's right, Lu Yiyao treated her like his daughter and doted on her. Even though they were only six years apart.

In the end, A Li had no fate with him, so he cherished Lin Ange even more.

"Then if you finish eating, don't leave anything."

"Got it …"

Lin Ange pouted as she muttered under her breath.

She took the silver spoon and slowly drank the bird's nest porridge.

Seeing that, Lu Yiyao sat opposite her and brought a bowl of Golden Silk Noodle Soup over.

Last night, besides warm water, he only drank a cup of red ginseng tea that Ding Mo made for him.

In the early hours of the morning, his stomach began to ache. This time, there was still some discomfort.

Perhaps it was because Lin Ange was by his side, his appetite had improved greatly. After a while, he finished the bowl of Golden Silk Noodle Soup cleanly.

In the end, he drank a cup of Wugu soy milk and ate a raw fried bun.

"An An, have some more."

Seeing that Lin Ange had put down her chopsticks and spoon, he frowned and asked with concern.

"I'm full, I really can't eat anymore. Eat more. "

Lin Ange took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Lu Yiyao didn't force her to eat anymore. He put down his chopsticks and instructed Ding Mo to clean up the table.

A quarter of an hour later.

He turned on the pen on the table.

"Lu Yiyao, do you really have to work here?"

Lin Ange confirmed once again.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao lightly tapped on his laptop's keyboard with his slender fingers. Soon, a rhythmic sound rang in the low pressure room.

"An An, I brought a book for you. If you're bored, you can take a look."

He raised his eyebrows and glanced up at the bed.

Lin Ange followed his gaze and saw a newly published financial magazine on the end of the bed.

He got up, walked over, then sat on the edge of the bed and started reading.

For a time. The sound of flipping books and tapping the keyboard resounded in the confinement room.

When the two interweaved, it seemed to have a kind of calmness and calmness to it.

He was not alarmed.

There was no point in staying.

Lin Ange watched for a while and rubbed her swollen eyes. She was ready to move around and watch again.

He inadvertently flipped to the next page.

This was a personal interview.

Lin Ange casually glanced at it and her gaze instantly froze.

"Isn't this …"

Within her clear eyes, there was a hint of surprise as her delicate eyebrows slightly knitted together.

The whole side was filled with photos of the interviewees.

He wore a light blue shirt, a black striped classical suit, and a black tie. He gracefully stood with one hand in his pocket and the other clenched into a fist.

Elegant and graceful.

Lin Ange knew him.

In the entire country of Z, there were very few people who did not recognize him.

He was the President's youngest son, Jun Liu. He was known as the Second Young Master of the Jun Family.

When she was young, her grandfather Helan Miao had brought her to the imperial capital to attend a banquet to meet him.

At that time, he was only a young and immature youth, yet his way of speaking was already extraordinary.

Time flew by quickly.

In a flash, she was already so old, let alone him.

Lin Ange looked at him in the magazine and felt that he was becoming more and more noble and mature.

His body carried with it an extremely strong aura, and between his brows, a domineering aura could be vaguely felt.

In theory, he rarely receives interviews with such magazines.

This time?

Lin Ange's eyebrows contracted as she looked through it carefully.

The title of the exclusive interview: "How foreign capital operates"

It had to be said that this was an interview that carried an extremely high level of professionalism.

The problems within were the focus of the various corporate powers' attention.

The Second Young Master Jun spoke frankly with assurance; his answers to all of his questions were extremely professional.

There were many insights, and they were very unique.1

"I didn't expect this second master Jun to be so powerful!"

Lin Ange let out a sigh before she finished reading the entire interview.

"An An, what did you say?"

Lu Yiyao, who was originally buried in front of the pen and electricity, suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked towards her.

"I was wondering why this young master Jun has become so professional. He doesn't seem to be studying financial management? "

Lin Ange didn't notice the oddity within his words, and her beautiful brows knit, revealing a trace of disbelief on her beautiful white face.

"It's just an exaggeration."

Lu Yiyao's deep eyes became dark and unreadable. The corner of his mouth hooked into an extremely deep satire.

"It's not …"

Lin Ange pursed her lips, lightly shook her head, and denied it.

"Look at this, it makes a lot of sense …"

She stood up and walked to Lu Yiyao with the magazine in her hand. He opened the magazine and the page that Jun Liuyuan had been interviewed appeared in front of Lu Yiyao's eyes.

"Does it make sense?"

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and casually glanced around.

"Yes."

Lin Ange still insisted on her point of view and nodded her head in affirmation.

"An An, it can't be that you agree with him just because of his identity, right?"

Lu Yiyao wrapped his arm around her slender waist and lightly pulled, causing Lin Ange to fall onto his lap.

"Ai …" "You …"

Such a sudden movement made Lin Ange's face turn red, and she subconsciously wanted to stand up.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yiyao's two powerful hands wrapped around her and imprisoned her.

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