Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me
Chapter 700: The Implication of Entering a Man’s Room Late at Night (2)

Chapter 700: Chapter 700: The Implication of Entering a Man’s Room Late at Night (2)

"He has other clothes..."

"Mummy, shouldn’t we return other people’s things immediately?" Little Youyou asked, her eyes wide with confusion.

Lu Wanwan gritted her teeth and took the clothes reluctantly, "...Okay, Mummy will return them."

When it comes to teaching children, you must set an example.

Lu Wanwan has always insisted on this, so today could be no exception.

"Then you two..."

"We’ll be good!" Little Youyou immediately nudged her brother, "Brother will also call Grandma Deng to apologize right away! Mummy, you can go with ease, we’ll definitely behave and not go outside!"

Why do I feel like I’m being coaxed?

Little Momo was more of an actor, never letting his expression give anything away, while Little Youyou’s eyes were filled with evident anticipation.

That anticipation was familiar to her; it was the same as when they had hoped their Mummy would find a boyfriend who could take care of her, like when they had tried to pick out suitors for her before.

Lu Wanwan couldn’t help but laugh and cry, holding Gu Annan’s clothes in her hand and wondering if her two kids knew what they were doing.

"Mummy, go quickly!"

"Alright! You two remember, absolutely do not run around while I’m gone."

"Mummy, we promise, we absolutely won’t run around. We’ll hide away secretly, no one will know that you’re on a business trip and brought people with you!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it can’t be discovered that Mummy brought you on the business trip secretly, or there’ll be a salary deduction..."

After a thousand reminders and cautions, Lu Wanwan was finally ushered out of the room by her son and daughter.

What goes around comes around, huh? Now it was her turn to knock on his door.

She reached out and quickly knocked twice.

No answer.

Lu Wanwan frowned and knocked again.

Still no answer.

She immediately felt discouraged and thought about turning back.

But after a couple of steps, she stopped and pulled out her phone from her pocket.

She still hadn’t saved Gu Annan’s number, but she had long committed it to memory.

Soon, the call was answered.

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, her heart rate quickened.

"Where are you now?" she asked with a deliberately sharp tone to mask a hint of unrest in her heart.

"In the room next door, have you forgotten so soon?"

"Then did you not hear me when I knocked?"

The voice on the phone sounded genuinely surprised, "You’re at the door?"

Her face flushed—she hadn’t meant it like that, but...

Before she could explain, the call ended.

The door opened quickly, and there stood Gu Annan, wrapped in a bath towel, his body still dripping wet.

His deep facial lines shone with a dazzling glow that made her suddenly unsure what to say.

He was probably in the middle of bathing...

"I just came to return your clothes, you can continue your shower," she said.

Gu Annan looked down at the clothes, the corner of his lips concealing a smile. He didn’t reach out to take them but instead opened the door wider.

"Come in."

"I don’t need to come in, I just came to return the clothes..."

"If you don’t come in, you don’t need to return them."

"..."

Looking at his displeased expression, Gu Annan explained nonchalantly, "I haven’t dried off, the clothes will get wet if I take them now."

"Oh." Realizing he had a point, she stepped inside to put the clothes down for him.

As soon as she entered the room, she heard the door close behind her.

Suddenly feeling something was amiss, she turned and said, "These are the clothes you took off; you weren’t going to wear them anyway, so what does it matter if they get wet!"

Gu Annan lifted his hand and pressed her against the wall, the fresh and pleasant scent of his shower assault her senses.