The boss always wants to smack me

Hearing this, Lu Qing'er immediately pouted her lips angrily, and said coquettishly at Xia Huiya: "Mom, why are you still in the mood to make fun of me now?"

The smile on Xia Huiya's face suddenly became wider: "Of course mom won't make fun of you! But it's only been three or four days since you last met, you should be more reserved, even if it's Li Beijue, don't let him think that you are eager to marry Give it to him, man, it’s something you can’t get! But..."

While talking, Xia Huiya took out two tickets from nowhere, and shook Lu Qing'er: "Mom prepared this for you! You can try it out and ask him out. If Li Beijue attends the appointment, then it's time Deepen your relationship!"

"What's this?" Lu Qing'er's expression became excited instantly, and she hurriedly reached out to snatch the ticket over, and after only two glances, her face was full of joy.

"Here's the ticket for tomorrow's art exhibition! Great! I'll call him right away!"

While talking, Lu Qing'er quickly ran away with her mobile phone.

After running all the way back to the bedroom, he called Li Beijue excitedly.

"beep--"

The phone rang once and was picked up.

Li Beijue's pleasant voice also rang on the other end of the phone, asking in a low voice, "Miss Lu? What's the matter?"

His tone was low and gentle, which almost made Lu Qing'er almost drunk.

Lu Qing'er's cheeks were a little red, and she whispered: "Jeez, you asked me to call you by your name before, don't call me Miss Lu in the future, you can also call me by my name directly..."

Li Beijue was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said the word "Qing'er" silently in his heart.

He opened his mouth, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable resistance.

But when he thought about what happened 16 years ago, he still called out in a low voice: "Qing'er."

Lu Qing'er's heart skipped a beat for an instant, and a glimmer of pride flashed in her eyes.

I don't know if Li Beijue had ever called Jiang Baobao so intimately before?

This must be the treatment she never dreamed of getting!

Lu Qing'er thought about it, and felt that she was in a very good mood, and hurriedly continued: "Jeez, I just want to ask if you have time tomorrow. Recently, there is an art exhibition that I am looking forward to. I asked a friend to find two tickets. I want to invite you to go with me..."

"Tomorrow?" Li Beijue asked while flipping through his work schedule.

After hesitating for only two seconds, he nodded and agreed, "Yes, I will pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Lu Qing'er's expression instantly became joyful, and she hurriedly agreed: "Okay, then I'll wait for you!"

"Well, good." Li Beijue responded lightly.

The two talked a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Lu Qing'er quickly threw the phone aside, and immediately rushed to the closet, her face full of undisguised pride.

He knew that that woman Jiang Baobao couldn't beat him!

Even if she came back now, so what?

Isn't Li Beijue still attracted to him!

It's a pity that if he had been a few years earlier, he would have been the real wife of the Li family. How could it be the turn of that bitch Jiang Baobao?

I just don't know when I will see Baby Jiang again...

If she knew that the man she couldn't ask for back then was actually pursuing her now, she might be pissed to death, right?

"Hahaha..." Lu Qing'er laughed in a good mood.

While humming a song, she found several dresses and threw them on the bed, her eyes were full of must-haves.

This man, Li Beijue, will definitely be his!

……

the next day--

After Li Beijue finished handling some of the work in hand, he went directly to pick up Lu Qing'er himself, and they went to the gallery together.

Lu Qing'er secretly looked at Li Beijue all the way, feeling nervous and excited.

It wasn't until he felt the car stop that he suddenly came back to his senses.

She smiled at Li Beijue pretending to be apologetic, and said in a low voice, "Jeez, I thought about it last night. Today is not the weekend. I asked you out so suddenly, did I delay your work?"

Lu Qing'er pretended to be educated and reasonable, and deliberately looked at Li Beijue with uneasy eyes.

Li Beijue immediately denied it and said, "No, if I really had important work to do, I wouldn't have accompanied you here, so you don't have to think so much."

He comforted Lu Qing'er, opened the door and got off the car.

He walked around to the other side in a very gentlemanly manner, and opened the car door for Lu Qing'er.

Lu Qing'er smiled happily, and took Li Beijue's arm as she did last time at the restaurant entrance.

Li Beijue paused for a moment, and suddenly felt an urge to pull his arm out.

Last time, as soon as the two entered the restaurant, he pretended to inadvertently move Lu Qing'er's hand away.

It was because he never liked being touched by strangers, especially women.

But... she is not a stranger.

Just need to get used to it.

Li Beijue's eyes flickered for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything, letting Lu Qing'er hold his arm intimately, and the two walked closer to the gallery together.

Lu Qing'er didn't have any special accomplishments in painting, and she didn't even understand it, and felt a little boring.

But in front of Li Beijue, he pretended to be very interested.

Every time I go to a painting, I have to ask about it.

The two casually looked at a few paintings, and Li Beijue's phone vibrated.

Li Beijue looked at the display, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll go over there to answer the phone first."

As he spoke, he walked towards the corridor not far away.

Lu Qing'er watched him walk away until he saw his figure disappear, then she looked away, then immediately sank down, and glanced expressionlessly at the painting in front of her.

What kind of mess is this drawing?

If it wasn't for the opportunity to meet Li Beijue, she wouldn't bother to watch such boring things!

Lu Qing'er glanced around, and walked casually towards the next painting.

But just two steps away, I heard a crash!

Lu Qing'er felt something bumped into her calf, and the fabric on her skirt was suddenly cold, so she hurriedly stopped.

In the next second, I saw that my goose yellow skirt had already been stained.

There was a four or five-year-old boy standing beside his calf, who was about to spill the half cup of Coke left in his hand, looking at him in horror.

"Your child can't walk very long..."

Lu Qing'er showed a fierce look in an instant, and halfway through her words, she thought that this was an art exhibition, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, so she shut her mouth in an instant.

It's just that her eyes are always staring fiercely at the kid in front of her, wishing she could stare at him!

This short-sighted bastard!

Do you know how much your dress is worth?

How long was it carefully selected yesterday!

Lu Qing'er looked around, but didn't find the child's parents, so she could only give him another hard look.

The next second—

"Wow!"

The child was frightened by her fierce eyes, and suddenly burst into tears!

[The author has something to say]

Lu Qing'er is here again, don't scold, don't scold, she's about to turn around and slap her in the face, her plot is very, very, very, very, very, very rare...