Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 131: For You It's Worth It

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Nan Jiaojiao had something to say, but Lu Zhenzhen cut in sharply, “You’re too slow when it comes to love; Shen Shichu is a master in the field.

You’re no match for him, let me handle it.

After dragging this on for so long, I’ll take care of him once and for all, so he won’t have the face to pester you anymore.”

Nan Jiaojiao felt this was inappropriate, “He’s not worth it.”

“But for you, he is.”

Without even taking a breath, Lu Zhenzhen blurted out, “Besides, I’m only poor in everything but money; teasing a dog once in a while isn’t bad either.”

Nan Jiaojiao struggled to find words and eventually just said: “Fine.”

As the conversation ended, Shen Shichu approached.

A few steps away, he undid the top two buttons of his suit, which would make it easier to sit down later, then rested his arm on the back of the chair behind Nan Jiaojiao.

“Why did you only order so little to eat?”

He called the waiter over and ordered tomato beef brisket.

Then he pushed away the bowl of half-melted ice cream, picked up the rice bowl, and stirred the hot rice from the bottom to the top.

Carefully removing the bones from two pieces of fish, he brought the bowl close to Nan Jiaojiao, clearly intending to feed her himself.

“Eat less cold stuff, your stomach isn’t good to begin with, and you’re not eating on time.

Are you trying to make me worry?”

Nan Jiaojiao squinted at him and didn’t eat the food brought to her mouth, saying, “I’m full, no need.”

“Then rest a bit, eat more when you’re hungry.”

He naturally put down the bowl and chopsticks, showing no embarrassment from being rejected, and whispered to the waiter to delay serving the tomato beef brisket.

Then, he finally looked squarely at Lu Zhenzhen, “I apologize, Miss Lu, for any trouble my Jiaojiao has caused you.”

Lu Zhenzhen responded with narrowed eyes and a silent smile as she watched his affectionate performance, her lips curling into a casual, light laugh, “No trouble at all, I’m happy to.”

Shen Shichu was folding a napkin to hand to Nan Jiaojiao for wiping her mouth when he casually asked, “Miss Lu, have you and Jiaojiao been acquainted for a long time?”

“Kind of long, but also not that long, we were separated for a few years, so it’s a case of a long-separation and happy reunion.”

Shen Shichu looked up in surprise, “Really?

Jiaojiao never mentioned it to me.

If I had known earlier, I should have invited Miss Lu for a meal much sooner.”

“That’s unnecessary, Jiaojiao and I go back to our childhood, our friendship is pure, we don’t need all that formal stuff.”

Shen Shichu was left feeling embarrassed as Lu Zhenzhen’s blunt words made his face turn red.

He pursed his lips and said, “That’s true, you girls have more topics to talk about when you’re together.

Have you finished eating, Miss Lu?

Would you like to add a few more dishes?”

“I was full before you came.”

The implication being that watching him made her lose her appetite.

“Why don’t you just say it, how much money do you want me to invest?”

Having beaten around the bush for a while, Shen Shichu couldn’t find the right moment to broach the subject.

Lu Zhenzhen, running out of patience, asked directly.

He was taken aback, caught off guard, “Talking directly about money seems…”

Lu Zhenzhen threw a contract on the table, “Take a look, sign it if there’s no problem.”

Shen Shichu was choked up, as he was usually in control, and didn’t like the feeling of being led by the nose.

But he dared not show it on his face.

He picked up the contract and began to read it carefully.

Before he finished, his complexion changed, turning from pale to angered.

He clenched his palm fiercely, looked up, and his eyes were filled with wariness and a menacing air.

“Two hundred million, just as a loan, and Miss Lu also wants a 2% dividend at the end of the year?”

“President Shen, please look at it more carefully,” Lu Zhenzhen said, tapping her delicately manicured crystal nails on the contract, “If there’s a profit, you give me a 2% dividend at the year’s end.

If the project fails, you not only have to pay me back the two hundred million but also give me the land in Western City as collateral.”

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