After the Strategy Mission Was Exposed, the Childhood Friend Became a Sinister Male Ghost - Chapter 16

“I am fine.”

“Luo Luo, why did you choose to work at Xincheng?”

“The benefits are good, there are no acquaintances, and the salary is high.” Ling Luo tilted her head. “I like this company very much.”

Di Yu took all the dishes out of the insulated lunch box and arranged them one by one. He then handed her a pair of chopsticks with both hands.

“If you were to go to a subsidiary of the Di Group, there would be no acquaintances there either. You could immediately be appointed as the CEO. Even if you were to run the subsidiary into the ground, no one would make things difficult for you.”

“I am not going. You are my acquaintance. Once I was appointed, everyone would know I am someone you are protecting. Would that not completely dismiss my work competence? I do not want to hear people saying that I am just a pretty, fake flower.”

Di Yu’s pupils contracted, and a sinister glint flashed through them momentarily, though a gentle smile remained on his face.

“Since Luo Luo likes Xincheng, then work hard at Xincheng.”

“It is almost time for you to go to work, is it not?” Ling Luo reminded him.

“I have time today. I am not working.”

Ling Luo felt as though the food in her mouth had no flavor.

“I have found many experienced doctors from abroad. They are currently treating your mother. The results show that your mother’s condition is not very good. If you would accept a clone,” Di Yu’s speaking speed grew slower as he observed the micro-expressions on her face closely.

Ling Luo was shocked to her core. “You are crazy! How could you clone someone? That is illegal!”

“Your obsession with your mother is too deep. If the day truly comes when she leaves, you will not be able to accept it.”

Just as in his previous life, he could not accept her death. If he had not been reborn to save her, she would have died at eighteen. Di Yu extended his slender fingers and clasped her hand, interlocking their fingers tightly.

“If you cannot accept a clone, there are also bionic humans. Planting a memory chip makes them a living, breathing person.”

“You are becoming a bit abnormal,” Ling Luo said as she rolled her eyes. “You are acting like a pervert. It is very repulsive.”

Di Yu’s brow bone was sharp, and his deep dark eyes concealed a heavy love. One look was enough to make a person fall in. Ling Luo’s scalp felt numb. It was so strange. There was an indescribable eeriness in the air. She wondered if he had found out what she was doing at the male lead’s company. Was he testing her step by step?

Ling Luo was uneasy. At the male lead’s company, she was just a conscientious Executive Assistant. No matter how much she cared for the male lead, it was all within the scope of a subordinate’s work duties.

“I am tired of all these dishes,” she said, changing the subject. Ling Luo pushed the leftovers in front of him. “Finish this and take the lunch box with you.”

“I bought a building, and the apartment has been cleaned.”

“What?”

“To further nurture our relationship, we should make preparations for moving in together.”

“I am not moving in with you. You have been saying strange things since you arrived this morning, and you are even more peculiar than before. I am scared.”

“You previously said my technique was poor and that there were many other issues. I have already corrected them all. Do you want to check properly?”

“No, absolutely not.” Ling Luo pulled a tissue to wipe her mouth. “I am on my monthly leave, and it is rare for me to have time to rest. I am going back to bed to lie down. You should leave immediately.”

Di Yu took off his sapphire blue suit jacket, revealing the matching vest underneath. The outline of his broad shoulders and narrow waist was clearly visible.

“You should not forget that I am on my period.”

“I know what is on your mind. Rest assured, I will not do the things you are worried about. I will just stay in the guest bedroom. I will not disturb you.”

He continued to remove his vest and then loosened his tie. The man looked lean with clothes on, but he was muscular without them. His face was handsome beyond compare, looking beautiful enough to captivate anyone. Ling Luo forced herself to calm down and casually rolled her eyes.

“Whatever you want,” she muttered. She only hoped he would not climb into her bed.

Lin Zhouci walked past the Executive Assistant’s workstation. He paused and took a few extra looks, noticing a succulent plant on her desk labeled with a name: Lucky. An apple-patterned ceramic water cup sat in front of the computer stand alongside several light pink sticky notes.

A pleasant arc curled on Lin Zhouci’s lips. She was a cute, bright, gentle, and meticulous assistant.

Lin Zhouci returned to his office, took off his white suit jacket, and hung it on a hanger. Sitting back in his office chair, his pupils trembled as his gaze fell upon the antacid medication on his desk. The memories of last night clearly surfaced in his mind.

A warmth filled Lin Zhouci’s heart. If she were from a wealthy family, she likely would not be able to be so meticulously considerate of others. Perhaps his hypothesis was wrong.

Lin Zhouci’s body temperature was normal today. He had been suddenly weak yesterday because he had accompanied wealthy young masters to play golf and go swimming for two days just to integrate into the Beijing social circle. With his days spent on socializing, all his work was pushed to the night. After two consecutive all-nighters, even an iron body would break down.

In the past when he was weak, he had always taken care of himself by taking medication and resting mechanically. Once the dosage was sufficient, the illness would be cured. However, since Ling Luo appeared, he could always feel a sun-like warmth.

He wondered if she was the same kind of person as him. No, she was not. There was an upward vitality about her, whereas he was vastly different. His low self-esteem and dark true self could not see the light of day. Lin Zhouci put the antacid medication back into the drawer.

Ling Luo was playing games in her bedroom, and in the blink of an eye, it was noon. Some movement sounded outside, and she ran out to investigate.

A tall and handsome figure was moving around in the open kitchen. He was wearing a pink Hello Kitty apron, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing cold white skin. The man was noble and cold, yet he was doing something that completely contradicted his status.

“What are you doing?” Ling Luo walked over quickly and inspected the kitchenware. She relaxed when she found no damage.

“Did I disturb you?”

“Yes,” Ling Luo nodded truthfully.

Di Yu said softly, “I am making lunch. Wait a moment. If you do not want to go back to your room, you can watch television in the living room for a while.”

“I am afraid you will blow up the kitchen.”

“If you are worried about me destroying your kitchen, you can teach me how to cook personally.”

“I do not want to move, and I do not want to talk.”

“Eat some fruit first to tide you over.” He handed her a plate of washed fruit.

The apples in the fruit plate were peeled and cut into small rabbit shapes. There were also sliced oranges, washed cherry tomatoes, cherries, blueberries, and other items. Ling Luo carried the fruit to the living room, looking back with every step.

“You should be careful,” she warned. She truly hoped he would not blow up her kitchen.

Di Yu curled his lips, and his aura became soft. “I will.”

Ling Luo had been worried that Di Yu would cook something terrible, but after an hour, four dishes and one soup were ready. The presentation was decent, and it did not look like it was his first time cooking.

Ling Luo picked up a piece of her favorite cola chicken wing and took a bite with an attitude of facing death. Her eyes lit up. It did not have the strange taste she had imagined; the flavor was just right.

“Di Yu, when did you learn to cook?”

“On the day you proposed breaking up, I reflected for a long time. I consulted some experts online and learned many things. A man who can cook is very charming.” He placed a piece of sweet and sour rib into her bowl, his gaze clinging to her like honey. “How does it taste?”

“It is superb! I should not have doubted you.” Ling Luo gave him a thumbs up.