old love contract

Chapter 2 Wedding, Reunion

Qiao Ran raised her head amidst the knock on the door, rolled her dry eyeballs, and simply called out "Come in!" Her eyes fell on the computer screen again.

When cleaning and running the program, I accidentally clicked on the Netease news box.

In the dark, some seem to be destined.

Just like at this time, she only saw one piece of news.

"Lu Jichen, the eldest son of the president of the Lu Group, won the New York Architect Award and returned to China. Whether his son will inherit his father's career is still a mystery"

This long title attracted the attention of people in Los Angeles, and it was the Lu Corporation.

What caught Qiao Ran's attention was not only the last sentence, but also the name.

Lu Jichen.

The heart is hot, the heart is swollen, and the heart seems to be pricked by a needle.

"Boss Joe!"

The man's clear and loud voice taught her to turn off the news box immediately, and her mood instantly calmed down.

Qiao Ran raised her head calmly, "Lin Xu, what's the matter?" The golden sunlight fell on the side of her face, making the usually cold and sharp female president look much softer.

Like a graceful little woman.

"Mr. Qiao, I came in to remind you that it's time for styling. You are going to the wedding at 6:[-] pm. I have prepared the gift money for you." Assistant Choate smiled and gave a red envelope with both hands, putting it on her clean desk top.

This is the special assistant, who can help her arrange everything properly, whether it is public or private.

"It's not you who reminded me, but I forgot." Qiao Ran said something, turned off the computer, and stood up.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Lin Xu asked respectfully.

"No need, this is a private matter." Qiao Ran squinted at Lin Xu with her cold eyes, and said flatly.

Lin Xu nodded, "If there is no other order, I'm going out to do something."

"Okay." Qiao Ran replied lightly, walked to the hanger, and took off the white suit jacket.

Just as Lin Xu was about to pull the doorknob, he said abruptly without turning around, "I heard that Lu Jichen will also attend the wedding banquet!" As soon as the clear and loud voice fell, he opened the door and left quickly.

Qiao Ran paused for a while when she was dressing, and soon returned to normal, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

According to the custom in Los Angeles, wedding banquets are usually held in the evening. This Friday, the elevated road was blocked immediately after getting off the highway, and the long motorcade was slowly wriggling forward as if constipated.

Qiao Ran checked the time for the third time, "Uncle Ji, I'll get out of the car and walk over, you come pick me up at nine o'clock in the evening!" She said to the driver.

"Mr. Joe..."

Qiao Ran's figure had already reached the front of the car, walked around the front of the car to the sidewalk on the left, and walked in the direction of the hotel in the opposite direction.

The royal blue high-heeled shoes were stained with dust when she walked, and she went to the bathroom to deal with them as soon as she arrived at the hotel.

Coming out of the bathroom, I looked in the mirror, carefully checked my makeup, and straightened my curly long hair. Just after turning on the tap, a little boy ran out from the men's bathroom. He was wearing a cute little suit with a mold on the collar of his white shirt. Wearing a small black bow tie in style.

"Auntie, can you pass me the hand sanitizer?" There was no hand sanitizer at the sink specially designed for children, and the little boy couldn't reach her. He asked her politely, with a childish voice.

For a moment, the little boy's face made her startled, "Yes!" After all, she was Qiao Ran, the calm Qiao Ran.Having recovered, holding the hand sanitizer, the little boy held his lovely tender white hands, and she pressed a drop of hand sanitizer on the palm of his right hand.

"Okay, wash it quickly..." The gentle voice surprised herself.

It's been too long since I've spoken so softly.

"Ray?"

"Daddy, I'll be fine soon!"

When Qiao Ran raised his head, there was a man reflected in the screen, a man whom he hadn't seen for five years.

(End of this chapter)