Chapter 568: Owed You in My Past Life

Gao Zhe pulled her over, lay on his side, and rested his head on her lap, searching for Lu Zhenzhen’s hand, raised it, and placed it on his forehead.

“Give me a massage.”

Lu Zhenzhen located the pressure points as if she had done it many times before, her technique very adept.

“I’m asking you a question.”

Gao Zhe’s dark eyes were half-open, “I had a meal with Director Wen, I don’t smell like women’s perfume, don’t believe me, smell for yourself.”

Lu Zhenzhen frowned, displeased, “Why do you always act like I’m ready to catch you cheating at any moment?”

Gao Zhe chuckled, beckoning her with a curl of his finger.

As soon as Lu Zhenzhen bent down, he suddenly pulled her neck down, their lips meeting, and he unconsciously opened his mouth.

“This is what I was afraid of,” Gao Zhe touched the corner of her lip, his eyes only on her.

Lu Zhenzhen asked, “Afraid of what?”

“Afraid that you would despise me.”

Lu Zhenzhen sat up, patted Gao Zhe’s shoulder, “Get up!”

He didn’t move, even rolled over, “Zhenzhen, I really feel dizzy.”

Lu Zhenzhen turned her head to look out the window and sighed deeply, no longer insisting he get up.

After a long moment, she opened the window a bit more, her tone gentle, “Can you drink less?”

“Okay.”

Gao Zhe agreed before she could finish speaking, “Zhenzhen, massage me a bit more.”

Lu Zhenzhen placed her hand on his temple, grinding her teeth, “I must have owed you in a past life!”

Gao Zhe smiled, lightly pinching her kneecap.

The driver in front sat up straight, not daring to glance back even once.

Had it not been for seeing it with their own eyes, who would believe that the aloof and stern President Gao could be so adorably doting in front of his petite wife?

Listening to him, timing his cutesy act perfectly.

Being affectionate!

The normally unromantic, ruthless President Gao was showing his affectionate side!

It was like watching a ghost story.

But then again, his fiancée was Lu Zhenzhen, the most prestigious socialite in Rongcheng City, more influential than all others combined, pampered immensely by both the Lu Family and Gao Family, and also stunningly beautiful.

Such a wife would not be dishonorable to be seen with; the help she offered for his career was boundless.

No wonder he was so devoted to her.

Underneath Feisheng Tower, Nan Jiaojiao emerged from the supermarket, holding a milk tea in her hand, casually carrying a bag of skewered odeng for Bo Yanching.

Bo Yanching swapped hands to hold her, pinching the soft flesh around her waist through her clothes, “Where does all the food you eat go?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, her collarbone prominent, her jawline clear, “Do you dislike me?”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

Bo Yanching took a skewer of fish balls, held it above the cup until the soup dripped off, then brought it to her lips, “Careful, it’s hot.”

Nan Jiaojiao took just one bite, gave the rest to him.

She did the same with the next few skewers he offered; she only took a bite each, and gave him the rest.

Bo Yanching hadn’t noticed at first; by the third skewer, he gave her a probing look, “Worried I haven’t eaten enough this evening?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head, “No, I just wanted to try the flavor.”

“Why so stubborn?”

Bo Yanching laughed, escorting her across the street.

As they reached the entrance to their apartment complex, the oncoming wind was a bit strong.

He spread one side of his coat wide, wrapping her within it.

“Let’s take the kids shopping at the supermarket tomorrow, I need to buy some New Year’s gifts.”

He asked, “What does your grandfather like?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened, “Trying to fish for information?”

“Yeah, a bit.

If I buy the wrong thing, first impressions are important.”

Nan Jiaojiao took a sip of her milk tea, “He likes fishing.”

“Got it,” Bo Yanching pressed the elevator button, “You’re on my side, yet still need to scold me a bit, such a temper.”