THE CEO's LOVE 123 I

Zhiyang hurriedly explained to Zhaolin on how they complimented him. 

Zhaolin didn't have much reaction on his face. Now he was considering what Jiuwen said. Why did Xueyan reject him? He must have done something very wrong. 

He kept checking his phone for her message but he didn't get one, not even when he was in the office. He then tapped on his gallery, it had about one hundreds photos which none of it was his. Mainly his son's, his parent's the only one he took last Christmas and then the new photos he received everyday. The photos of the woman he loved. The only woman he loved and will continue loving. In all the photos, is either she was laughing, or looking too serious, grinning and then in action. He also had short clips from the video. He wondered how she was able to pull through. She didn't even go to university. After high school she had disappeared and he hadn't gone in search of her.

She must hate him because of that, but that wasn't enough reason to always reject him. He knew for a fact that wasn't why she kept rejecting him, it was just that he couldn't pinpoint it. And she wasn't willing to say.

Maybe during this meet up she demanded for, she will be willing to tell him everything.

An urgent meeting was called by the board of directors, they wanted to know if it will be possible for the cars to be ready before the year runs out so maybe during the end of the year party, they could launch it.

In the dimly lit room, a long and large table that had thirty-five chairs attached to it was now occupied with no s.p.a.ce left for anyone else. The whole directors were available for this meeting.

Everyone else excluding Zhaolin was paying attention to the man at the podium. He briefed the directors on how they were preparing.

Fifteen minutes later, he was done. They waited for about thirty seconds for Zhaolin to say something but there was only silence.

As if controlled, they all turned to see what was holding the young man. He wasn't paying attention, that was their conclusion.

Under the table, Zhaolin played with his phone. He would turn it on and then back off. As if his whole life depended on it.

The directors started whispering amongst themselves, their president seemed to be lost these days. What was taking his attention from work? They all wondered.

Jingze lips thinned, he was at Zhaolin's right hand and Jiayi at the left but there was some distance between them so he couldn't possibly know why the young man kept looking down.

He wasn't the only unsettled person, he could see creases forming on Jiayi's forehead. He then turned to see Zhiyang sitting beside his secretary, he signalled for his secretary to tap Zhiyang.

"What?" Zhiyang never had a good relations.h.i.+p with other secretaries mostly because they were all jealous of him.

"Second Master sent for you," the young man pointed at Jingze.

Zhiyang wished it could be anyone else but Jingze. When he strode to Jingze, he bent a bit as that was the culture in here. Jingze whispered something into his ear, Zhiyang's brows scrunched up as he turned to look at his master. He didn't say anything to Jingze and walked over to Zhaolin's side.

As soon as Zhaolin felt a shadow above him, he turned off his screen then turned. 

"Sir, you haven't said anything. The manager concludes that if we work harder, we will be through with the production before December."

Zhaolin frowned, then stood up straightened his suit. "We will have this meeting in two months time, for now. We won't conclude on anything." Without waiting for any protest, he sauntered to the door.

And just when he thought the drama was over, he pulled the black, gla.s.s door and came face to face with someone he least expected. 

They was apparent shock on his face, anger, but it quickly softened like it was never there. 

His eyes sized her up, dressed in a flamingo pink and pure pink gown( or so he thought) and just under knee with an inch or more... She looked absolutely stunning. His heart started pounding heavily against his chest.

The hand around his phone tightened, he wished he could grab her right there and then and... And maybe... Wait, what was he thinking in broad daylight? He remembered his sorroundi and turned around to see that the directors had caught up with him, and now, they were all stretching their necks to see her. 

He was tall but not fat enough to block off their views. Her gown wasn't showing off any curves because it had feathers as covering but still he felt the need to s.h.i.+eld her from the eyes ogling at her. One look was enough to tell about her beauty.

They was whispering from the men. He swallowed, even if there was nothing in his mouth. 

What does he do? Chase the directors back in? 

And the Lord works in a miraculous way, Jiuwen and Riuwen was heading towards them. He thought he heard himself sigh.

With his eyes, he told them to take her to his office.

*

Xueyan went home to change, she also showered. When she came out of the bathroom Mei Han was tangled up in her wardrobe. While she was busy at the shooting area, the company ordered a whole new set of clothes and sent it to her home. Yuxi never mentioned it to her.

"So many beautiful dresses in here I can't choose which one would suit you more," Mei Han complained.

"I'll prefer to dress in a skirt and s.h.i.+rt," from the vanity mirror she saw Mei Han frown.

"No way! You're going to meet your crush, you should dress properly."

"He's not my crush," she corrected.

"He's crus.h.i.+ng on you, so he's your crush... Right?" She sighed and dropped to the bed. "I also have something planned out for tomorrow, so get ready." As if her energy returned, Mei Han sat up and took another look at the filled wardrobe. And saw that flamingo pink dress. It was eye catching. She immediately took it to inspect it. The soft feathers and at the tip, the colour highlightened. Flamingo pink mixed with fuschia pink. "Wear this," she straightened it for Xueyan to see. "Isn't it beautiful? Come to think of it. How did the company go about all these clothes? I mean they are extremely eye-catching, breathtaking and stunning. Do you think they hired a female worker with such high taste?"

"I don't really know," Xueyan answered truthfully. "But that cloth in hand is really beautiful."

"Right?" Mei Han smiled. "I agree."

Fifteen minutes later, Xueyan was done dressing. Her light makeup was only there to hide her black eyes. "In an hour time, I'd call you to help pick Qingran up." Xueyan squeezed Mei Han's hand.

Mei Han smiled. "Okay, but let arrange here first." She turned to look towards the room that was in a pool of mess. "Go now, before you're late for your date." 

Xueyan rolled her eyes and entered the elevator.

Maybe disputing Zhaolin's plan would make her feel good. He has been interrupting long enough, it's high time she interrupted too.

The shocked expression on his face made her smile. It wasn't hard finding him, as he always said he was locked up in his office dealing with work every time he texted her.

Just that at the first floor, the receptionist had eyed her dangerously, she didn't mind. Arriving at the last floor, the guards were hesitant on letting her in.

Maybe because of the whisper she heard downstairs. 

"Look at that beautiful young lady,"

"Young my foot. She must be rotting away but must have gone under the knife to look this good."

"You're so right, so many young ladies now spend their money on surgery. But believe this, her surgeon is quite good. Almost natural."

"Is she an actress? I thought we were done fending them off. Always coming to the Four Wheels, they are shameless."

"I wouldn't be surprised if she's sent back."

And they laughed.

She then called Jiuwen asking which was Zhaolin's floor. "52nd floor." Jiuwen was so happy. "Are you at the Four Wheels?"

"Yes. Talk later."

She was headed to his office when a woman over a counter said he wasn't in and was currently in a meeting.

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