He was afraid of waking the sleeping girl.
Zhu Rui, "..." It's too abnormal.
Then Ning Qing moved and her pink lips muttered, "Xu Junxi..."
Lu Shaoming's finger movement suddenly stiffened. After 3 seconds, he pulled his healthy arm back in a calm and composed manner.
Ning Qing had lost her warmth, and her tiny fair hands groped for the soft quilt on the bed. She buried her little face deep in the pillow and fell asleep peacefully.
Seeing Lu Shaoming get up, Zhu Rui whispered, "President, the CEO from the Silicon Valley of the United States, Mr. Borrow, has reached the hotel; there's still half an hour until the meeting."
"Got it. I'll head out in 10 minutes." Lu Shaoming did not have much of an expression on his face. He glanced at the girl in the bed and went to the bathroom.
10 minutes later, the door opened and Lu Shaoming walked out.
