Han Yueyao continued, "I hope my boyfriend will be like President Su’s bodyguard An."
"Ahem... I see."
Su Yu heaved out a sigh of relief. He had thought Han Yueyao would say she hoped her boyfriend would be like President Su.
Unfortunately, despite her straightforwardness, Han Yueyao was too shy to speak her mind at the critical moment.
After she was interrupted by Su Yu when she tried to tell him her feelings, she thought Su Yu had no interest in her.
She might have imagined the special attitude Su Yu had for her.
He might be doing it as a favor to Huo Mian.
"Child, you have a low standard..." Mrs. Su smiled, knowing Han Yueyao was too shy to speak her mind.
"Mom, what are you talking about? An is a great guy, okay?" Su Yu defended An immediately.
"If Mr. An didn’t love Queen Lu, I’d like to bring you guys together."
"Who’s Queen Lu?" Mrs. Su looked puzzled.
"Please don’t. It’s just a metaphor. I meant An’s got a good character... I just hope my future boyfriend will have as good of a character as An’s." Han Yueyao hurried to explain.
Mrs. Su didn’t get much information about Han Yueyao’s requirements for her future boyfriend, but she was patient.
After lunch, Mrs. Su left with her bodyguards while Su Yu and Han Yueyao walked back to the pany...
To avoid the paparazzi waiting at the front gate, they chose to enter the building through the back entrance in tacit agreement.
The atmosphere turned awkward again now that they were walking together by themselves.
They strolled on the street like a couple.
Han Yueyao sneaked a glance at Su Yu.
With his tall build, Su Yu looked dashing no matter what he wore; he looked like a model.
He always liked pale colors, mainly white and beige; in winter, he usually wore pale blue and pale coffee-colored cashmere coats or thin jackets.
Today, he wore a short coffee-colored coat with the classic Medusa logo on the left sleeve. Versace wasn’t the most expensive brand, but it was his favorite.
He was as loyal to this brand as he was loyal to his love for Huo Mian.
"What are you looking at?" Su Yu glanced at her in puzzlement.
"I’m looking at our dashing Handsome Su. You’re like a model..."
"Humph... You can suck up as well as Little Bean."
"Haha. I’m not as cute as Little Bean."
"You’re not as cute, but you are a bigger eating machine than her... You’re a senior eating machine."
"President Su, how can you trash talk your performer? Bosses from other panies cherish their performers."
"But I’m not another boss, right?"
"Fine. You win..." Han Yueyao cupped her hands.
Su Yu chuckled.
As they reached the elevator bank, they saw a person walk out of an elevator.
Su Yu and Han Yueyao froze in surprise because the person was Huo Mian.
Dressed in a white long coat, she looked haggard with hair hanging loose on her shoulders.
She glanced at Han Yueyao indifferently and then looked at Su Yu.
"Mian... What are you doing here?"
Su Yu was surprised that she was here. Shouldn’t she be staying in bed?
"Do you have a second?" Huo Mian said with a choke in her voice.
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