Chapter 9 - It’s Her, the Girl Who Saved Him Three Years Ago (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

It was Zhu Rui, Lu Shaoming’s secretary, who just said, “Young Master Lu.” Zhu Rui saw a half-drunken woman with her arms hanging around his boss’s neck, and he was asking for Lu Shaoming’s permission to have the woman dragged away.

Lu Shaoming waved his hand, signaling him to keep quiet.

He looked at the woman. It was her.

The girl who saved his life on that winter day three years ago.

Interesting.

Lu Shaoming arched a smile and asked in a low and charming voice, “Miss, have you confused me with someone else?”

Who is she calling “dear”? Being chased by a fat middle-aged lecher having to use him as a s.h.i.+eld. It seems that she has had it pretty bad over the past three years.

Ning Qing felt so dizzy, as the drinks she downed earlier had gone to her head and blurred her vision. She tried hard to open her eyes and saw that the man was wearing a sarcastic smile with a hint of delight.

She flashed him a sweet and bright grin and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She raised her eyebrows and said coquettishly, “Just borrowing you to put on an act. Why this reaction? I know. I got it. Here, it’s your tip.”

While talking to Lu, Ning Qing reached for the money in her neckline. She was wearing a V-neck top, as required by the director for today’s shooting, and she didn’t change before going to the pub.

She took out a bill from her neckline and put it into the pocket of the suit Lu Shaoming was wearing. She then tapped on his shoulder and smiled, totally drunk. “Here is half of the two hundred I made today. Don’t say I’m not generous enough.”

She let go of him and stumbled away.