Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 150 - 150 Feeling Uneasy as If Being Watched

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Feeling Uneasy as If Being Watched Chapter 150 -150: Feeling Uneasy as If Being Watched She didn’t know what Gu Annan meant by that because she clearly remembered him clarifying that it wasn’t him who caused the fall.

“Miss Lu?” The driver, seeing her lost in thought, reminded her, “You have nine minutes left before you’re late.”

“Goodbye!” These words woke Lu Wanwan from her daze, and she ran off with the camera in her arms.

A morning of tedious work finally came to an end.

When Tang Xiao called her to go for lunch, she deliberately rubbed her arm against Lu Wanwan and asked with a smile, “Tell the truth, what relationship do you have now with that wealthy friend who took you away when you were drunk that day?”

“No relationship.” Lu Wanwan spoke softly, recalling the last time she’d called him a friend, he didn’t seem to like it much.

“Don’t hide it, we’re close,” she asked with curiosity. “You mentioned this morning that your camera was broken and then a new one appeared, that wasn’t from you buying it, was it?”

“You can tell?”

Tang Xiao shrugged and spread her hands, “I was puzzled when you bought an Apple limited edition phone, and now you got a new SLR camera without even looking pained, I bet you don’t even know how much it costs.”

Lu Wanwan was a bit confused, “How much?”

She gestured with her hands, “About a hundred thousand or so.”

Speechless, Lu Wanwan froze.

“It’s the new model, no wonder people say that photography impoverishes three generations, and an SLR can ruin a lifetime.”

Lu Wanwan’s heart trembled, after all, a hundred thousand to her now was a huge sum of money.

“And you didn’t need to compensate with a better one, right?” Tang Xiao became even more convinced. “Our department’s previous one, at best, was just over twenty thousand.”

“So, if it wasn’t that wealthy friend, you didn’t suddenly recognize a rich dad, did you?”

Lu Wanwan laughed at that remark, “Actually, I do have a wealthy dad.”

Truth be told, to her colleagues, it was less believable than having a wealthy boyfriend.

On regular days, Lu Wanwan was quite frugal, which everyone could see.

Especially Tang Xiao, her university classmate, even knew that she used to set up street stalls, who would believe she had anything to do with the wealthy.

“I just remembered, I got some news and need to rush over to see it. Tang Xiao, you go ahead and eat, don’t wait for me.”

Lu Wanwan almost forgot about what Gu Annan had asked of her that morning.

“Yi Cheng, big brother.”

As she turned around, she bumped into Yi Cheng standing right behind her, not knowing how long he’d been there.

His face looked somewhat strange, the usual friendly smile now completely missing.

Lu Wanwan even felt creeps down her spine from his gaze.

“Yi Cheng? I heard you went to see the editor-in-chief about resigning this morning, is that true?” Tang Xiao interjected with great curiosity.

“You’re resigning?” Lu Wanwan too was shocked; the news was too sudden.

“Yes.” It took him a while to respond, squeezing out a smile, “Today is my last day working here.”

“What a pity.” Tang Xiao said with regret.

Yi Cheng, looking at Lu Wanwan, said, “Life is unpredictable. Let’s all go out for dinner tonight.”

Lu Wanwan nodded and regretfully said, “Alright, I’ll come back early in the afternoon.”

This chapt𝓮r is updat𝒆d by ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom.

Preoccupied with what Gu Annan had instructed, she didn’t have time for a long chat and left.

Once she walked away, the smile faded from Yi Cheng’s face, replaced by a sullen expression.

*

It was easy to come up with an excuse for leaving early, and soon, Lu Wanwan left the newspaper building.

Getting into the car, she curiously asked the driver, “Where are we going now?”

“To the young master’s company,” the driver answered.

She was going to Gu Annan’s company in the middle of the day just so he could personally apply ointment on her…

She touched her forehead, a small bruise was there, but was it really that important?