Chapter 447
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His face was pale. Even though he was asleep, his eyebrows were knitted together, and there were dark circles under his eyes.
Lu Man's heart ached when she saw him.
"Are you busy today?" Lu Man asked softly.
"Mainly because I'm away on a business trip. I've accumulated some work that the CEO needs to go through personally," Zheng Tianming explained. "What the CEO means is that while he's sick and can't see you, he should quickly finish all these work. Now that he's better, he can spend some time with you. "
Lu Man looked at him uncomfortably. Han Zhuoli was really …
Was she one of those girls who pestered their boyfriends to accompany them?
He should rest well if he was sick!
She didn't need him to take advantage of himself just to accompany her!
"Actually, it's okay for the CEO to go back and rest for a day or two," Zheng Tianming said.
"I understand." Lu Man also had to consider the issue of propriety.
If it was really important work, she wouldn't dare to force Han Zhuoli to rest.
If she delayed his work, it wouldn't be because she felt sorry for him, but because she was dragging him down.
Zheng Tianming said without any sense of loyalty, "Then I'll leave this to you. I'm going back to work. Goodbye!"
Zheng Tianming quickly left the office. "Oh right, don't say that I told you. Just say that you heard it from Young Master Feng."
Anyway, it really was Han Zhuofeng who told Lu Man.
With that, Zheng Tianming quickly slipped away.
Lu Man gently closed the office door and walked over to Han Zhuoli. She was a little worried.
She had to wake Han Zhuoli up now. Seeing him sleeping so soundly, she couldn't bear to wake him up.
But somehow, Han Zhuoli seemed to be able to sense her arrival.
Just as she approached, Han Zhuoli woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes, still a little dazed.
Perhaps it was because he was sick, but Han Zhuoli's reaction was much slower than usual.
His originally sharp eyes were now misty, and he looked especially innocent.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Man right in front of him. Han Zhuoli muttered, "This dream was pretty good."
As he mumbled, he stretched out his long arm and pulled Lu Man into his embrace, circling her slender waist. Even the fragrance on her body was so real.
She rubbed her face against Lu Man's stomach and closed her eyes again.
Lu Man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out to touch his forehead and was shocked.
Why was his forehead so hot?
He was already so sick, yet he still insisted on working!
Lu Man was angry. He patted Han Zhuoli's shoulder with a sullen face. "Wake up."
Han Zhuoli was drowsy again. Lu Man had no choice but to shake him harder. "Zhuoli, wake up!"
Han Zhuoli finally opened his eyes and gave her a silly smile. "Man Man."
"It's me. Wake up." Lu Man saw that Han Zhuoli still had a dreamy expression on his face and could only pinch his face.
Han Zhuoli felt the pain and rubbed his face. "This dream is getting more and more real."
"It's not a dream!" If she didn't know that this man was muddle-headed, she would have thought that he was deliberately teasing her.
Han Zhuoli finally woke up. He looked up in shock and saw Lu Man in front of him, her face cold and angry.
"Man … Man Man?" Han Zhuoli called out stupidly and kept blinking.
"You're completely awake?" Lu Man asked coldly.
Faced with Lu Man's imposing manner, Han Zhuoli became extremely obedient and quickly nodded. "I'm awake."
"Then pack your things and come home with me," Lu Man said.
Without waiting for Han Zhuoli to object, she pulled his hand away from her waist and turned to take his coat from the clothes rack.
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