Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Before Anran could wrap her mind around it, she heard Zhu Lanyi speak again. “Doctor Lu, what do you like to drink, coffee or tea?”

She was being friendly toward her?

People who were being inexplicably solicitous were hiding evil intentions. Lu Anran thought so as Gu Liangchen had previously mentioned that Zhu Lanyi was aware of their past.

Lu Anran glanced at her inquisitively, but both her eyes and expressions were calm. She didn’t give away any clues at all.

The saying went that “an angry fist would not hit a smiling face,” and she had no idea what tricks Zhu Lanyi had up her sleeve. Thus, even if Lu Anran was full of anger, she was forced to suppress it. “Thank you, but there’s no need.”

She then raised her eyes to look at the man behind the desk. “I had an appointment with President Gu to discuss something. Since Madam Gu is here, then I won’t bother.”

Lu Anran was about to leave when Gu Liangchen suddenly said, “Since you’re here, let’s have a meal together. Lanyi, you can book a private room.”

Lu Anran was confused.

What?

Three people together?

She thought she must have heard him wrong.

Zhu Lanyi tried her best to suppress the anger in her eyes and forced a smile. “Okay. Let’s go to Zijinhua. The dishes there are sweet and suitable for ladies.”

“Anran doesn’t like sweet food. She prefers spicy food. Let’s make a reservation at Jinxiang Restaurant instead.”

The smile on Zhu Lanyi’s face almost fell. She turned her head and glanced at the man behind the desk. She was greatly annoyed but was trying to hide it. She forced a smile and said, “I’ll let Jing Cheng take care of it.”

When Lu Anran heard this, she was baffled.

Why were they treating her as if she didn’t exist?

The weirdest thing was that Zhu Lanyi actually agreed to eat with her.

This was too strange.

By the time she recovered, Zhu Lanyi was already at the door, heading out to find Jing Cheng.

Confused, Lu Anran raised her head to look at Gu Liangchen, who had already walked up to her. “Gu Liangchen, what tricks are you playing at?”

“Didn’t you hear me just now? It’s just a meal,” Gu Liangcheng responded coolly.

Lu Anran stared at the calm man in front of her. She used to find his inexpressive face full of charming mystery, but now, it was an eyesore. She was itching to punch him.

She then smiled coldly. “I have no appetite, nor am I interested in being a third wheel. President Gu should go eat with his wife.”

Lu Anran turned around and pushed the door open. As soon as she grasped the doorknob, a hand immediately held her waist from behind. Her entire body stiffened, and she whispered, “Gu Liangchen, do you know what you are doing?”

There were glass walls on all four corners of this office. Even if it was matte, people outside can still see the figures inside. There were six secretaries, and therefore, 12 eyes were watching them. Who knew what they were talking about at this moment? Yet he had no scruples at all.

“You came to my company in a fit of rage, so aren’t you blaming me for not getting out of the car last night?” he said as he lowered his head slightly. She could feel him breathe in her neck. “Now, I’m revealing your relationship with me as you wish. Shouldn’t you be happy?”

Happy?

Lu Anran wanted to break free of his grasp, but was helplessly unable to do so. She could only reply angrily, “Do you think that being exposed as a mistress is worthy of happiness?”

The man’s expression darkened, and his grip on her waist tightened as well. “You’re not a mistress.”

Anran frowned. “You’re hurting me.”

Gu Liangchen loosened his grip instantly and repeated, “You’re not a mistress, and you’re not allowed to say that in the future.”

Lu Anran laughed sarcastically. “Then what do you say I am?”

“After this meal, you will know the answer.”

He was gentle and persuasive, and then he snickered. “Or are you afraid of Zhu Lanyi and dare not eat with her at the same table?”

Although she knew that Gu Liangchen was provoking her, she was really curious about his “answer.”

“Let me go.”

He didn’t let go. He just looked at her and didn’t speak.

Lu Anran frowned. “Aren’t we going to eat? What, you’re going to carry me at the restaurant like a baby?”

He chuckled. “I would if you want me to.”

Lu Anran thought, “What the heck?”

This man was bewitched.