Shu Qingqing pushed the door open and poked her head in. "Hello, President Lu. Do you need a pick-up and drop-off service?"
Lu Bochuan was reading a document. Hearing the familiar voice, his slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and his eyes lit up with a subtle gleam.
"Qingqing." Lu Bochuan took long strides and reached the door in a few steps. "Why are you here?"
"To pick you up and take you home." Shu Qingqing blinked. "President Lu works so hard. How could I bear to let you go back all alone? Let's go, this young lady will personally drive you today."
"Then it's truly my honor." Lu Bochuan didn't mention working overtime anymore; he shut down his computer and left.
She had thought Lu Bochuan would go straight to sleep after getting home. Who knew that at nearly midnight, when Shu Qingqing got up to drink some water and passed by the study, she would see a sliver of light shining through the crack of the door.
Lu Bochuan was simply insane!
His body wouldn't be able to handle this.
Shu Qingqing pushed the door straight open. "Lu Bochuan, didn't we agree you wouldn't work anymore? Go back to sleep right now! Immediately! At once!"
"I just came to reply to an email. I'll go back right away." Seeing that Shu Qingqing was genuinely a little angry, Lu Bochuan decisively turned off the computer again.
"Don't be mad, I'm going back to sleep now." Lu Bochuan walked her to the door of her room and rubbed her head.
Just as he turned to leave, he was suddenly hugged from behind.
"Lu Bochuan," Shu Qingqing rubbed against his back. "You know Lu Xun wasn't close to his brother before. Actually, when I said those things to Lu Xun, I mainly wanted to help the brothers repair their relationship by finding a reasonable excuse. It's not like I particularly care about marrying the richest man."
"You are already getting a bit old, and now you work overtime every day like this. I'm really afraid your body won't be able to take it."
Lu Bochuan was originally quite touched, but upon hearing the words "getting a bit old," he couldn't help but frown again.
This was the second time Shu Qingqing had complained about his age.
Lu Bochuan turned around and lifted Shu Qingqing's chin. "I just had a physical examination a while ago, and the report showed that my biological age is five years younger than my actual age. This kind of workload is just average for me."
"But the news has reported many cases of sudden death from overwork." Shu Qingqing looked into his eyes, extremely serious. "Lu Bochuan, don't take this lightly. If something terrible really happens to you, someone else will marry your wife and beat your kids, and it will be too late for regrets."
Lu Bochuan laughed out of sheer exasperation. He pinched her fingers, brought them to his lips, and gave them a light bite. "Marry my wife and beat my kids? Are you trying to anger me to death?"
Shu Qingqing glared at him. "Who told you not to listen to me?"
The hallway lights were very bright, and Lu Bochuan quickly noticed that her eyes had uncontrollably turned red.
His heart tightened fiercely, and Lu Bochuan pulled her into his arms. "It's my fault. I'll listen to you from now on."
"Okay, then listen to me now and go to sleep immediately." Shu Qingqing broke free from his embrace and pushed him straight back into his room.
The next afternoon, after picking up Lu Xun from kindergarten, Shu Qingqing had another very serious talk with him.
"Lu Xun, Mommy is going to tell you a new rule today. From now on, you must love Mommy first, and love your brother and Daddy second."
Lu Xun was curious. "Mommy, why did Daddy and my brother both become second?"
"Because they are both people who love you very much."
Lu Xun nodded thoughtfully.
In the evening, Lu Bochuan rarely got off work on time and returned home.
While he was changing his shoes at the entryway, a figure threw itself at him like a whirlwind. "Daddy, you're finally back! I haven't seen you in so long. Let me tell you a secret: from now on, I love Mommy first, and I love you and my brother second. Are you very happy now?"
Shu Qingqing leaned against the wall and winked at Lu Bochuan when he looked over.
A faint smile rippled across Lu Bochuan's lips. He reached out and rubbed Lu Xun's head. "I'm very happy. Thank you."
During the coldest days of winter, the temperature dropped day by day, and Shu Qingqing became increasingly lazy.
On this day, while she was lying in bed binge-watching a show, her phone suddenly rang.
Shu Qingqing casually pressed the answer button.
A gentle female voice came from the receiver. "Hello, Mrs. Lu. This is Patek Philippe. The watch you previously reserved with us has arrived. When would it be convenient for you to come by?"
A watch?
Shu Qingqing couldn't immediately search out this part of the original owner's memory.
Since she had nothing to do in the afternoon anyway, she went straight to the store the SA mentioned.
It wasn't until she received the item that she understood what was going on.
This watch had been ordered by the original owner more than half a year ago as a birthday present for Lu Bochuan.
Shu Qingqing picked up the watch and looked at it carefully. It featured a classic black and white color scheme. The dial had no unnecessary decorations, making the overall look simple yet elegant. However, when the original owner ordered it, it seemed she had it engraved.
Shu Qingqing flipped it over and, sure enough, saw two letters on the watch strap: LS.
The watch the original owner had chosen suited Lu Bochuan's temperament quite well, and the price was also over a million.
Shu Qingqing checked the date; there was only one week left until Lu Bochuan's birthday.
Although the original owner's gift was quite nice, Shu Qingqing felt it didn't entirely represent her own feelings. On the way back, she kept pondering over giving Lu Bochuan another gift.
Since her studio was closed the next day, Shu Qingqing invited Feng Xiangdi to go shopping together.
The gifts in the luxury stores were all expensive and exquisite, making them good choices for gifting. However, no matter how much Shu Qingqing looked around, she had no desire to buy any of them.
Lu Bochuan's clothes and shoes were mostly custom-made, fitting him better than anything from a luxury store. Ties, tie clips, and cufflinks were okay, but Shu Qingqing always felt they lacked originality.
"Originality?" Feng Xiangdi poked her. "With your President Lu's status and position, what doesn't he have? I reckon everything just looks like an ordinary object to him."
Shu Qingqing felt that Feng Xiangdi was absolutely right. "Then what should I do? I really want to give him a special gift."
"The most special gift? Then you might as well pack yourself into a box, tie it with a ribbon, and as for what to wear..." As she spoke, they happened to pass by a lingerie store, and Feng Xiangdi pointed inside. "Preferably something a bit sexy. I guarantee this will be the best gift for President Lu."
Shu Qingqing: !!!
The topics between good friends truly had no taboos.
It was just that Feng Xiangdi didn't know that she and Lu Bochuan currently only had a pure relationship consisting of holding hands.
Seeing Feng Xiangdi trying to pull her inside, Shu Qingqing quickly dragged her away.
The two shopped until dark but couldn't pick out a single thing.
Feng Xiangdi was so tired she didn't even have the energy to speak. "Qingqing, why don't you give President Lu something you made with your own hands? Don't bossy CEOs all like that kind of thing?"
Feng Xiangdi was just joking, but Shu Qingqing's eyes lit up after hearing it.
Right, why hadn't she thought of that?
