Lu Zhu took a breath, "President Zhou, here's the thing, marriage isn't part of my life plan for now, so..."
"So—"
Zhou Yiran smoothly continued, looking ahead as if saying the most natural thing.
"Would you consider it if the person you're dating was me?"
Crash!
Even though the night sky outside the car window was clear with sparse stars, Lu Zhu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, feeling both scorched and tender inside, ready to crumble at a touch.
Her mind was a complete mess, with no coherent thoughts.
The car stopped at a red light, and Zhou Yiran's slightly amused voice sounded.
"Am I that terrifying? It's the first time I've seen such an expression on you."
The man slightly tilted his head and could see Lu Zhu's pale face, making him feel amused yet a bit frustrated.
As if he were a beastly capitalist, using his boss status to take advantage of a female subordinate.
Heaven knows, he wasn't that kind of bastard.
