After getting the certificate, you will be a widow

Ru Meng said “Oh”.

She looked at the time. It was 10 a.m. and there were still several hours before her appointment with the publishing house's editor-in-chief, Cheng Ning.

Seeing the scorching sun and temperature gradually rising outside the window, Rumeng thought that she might fall asleep in the afternoon, so she said to Chuxing, "I'm going to make a cup of coffee. Do you want one too?"

Chu Xing nodded: "Okay, give me a cup of my wife's American coffee."

Ru Meng said "Oh" and then retreated back to the tea room. While grinding coffee beans, she muttered to herself...

I don't know how to be pretentious or scheming, but I do know how to make coffee.

Wife's American coffee, right?

Just wait, it’s absolutely rich and mellow, and will charm you, a cold and abstinent overbearing president, to death, and make you only want to drink the coffee I personally make in the future.

Just as Ru Meng had made a cup of American coffee, narrowed her eyes slightly, reveling in the aroma of the coffee, feeling very proud of herself, a pair of long arms that had just woken up hugged her from behind.

"Rumeng, I've been waiting for your wife's American coffee until my beard has grown out. I can smell its fragrance early in the morning, but there's no sign of coffee. So you're hiding here and enjoying it by yourself?" Chu Xing whispered in her ear.

"How can I enjoy it all by myself? I haven't even had a sip yet. It's just been made. I have to smell it to see if it's strong enough to charm the domineering CEO husband so that I can take advantage of it."

Ru Meng's clear and lively eyes moved slightly, her watery pupils were shining, and her delicate and fair face seemed to be smiling.

Chu Xing turned Ru Meng around to face him, covered her face with his two big hands, looked affectionate, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then smiled and said, "You sound like you are trying to murder your husband."

After he finished speaking, before Ru Meng could come to her senses, he picked up the cup of coffee she had just prepared and walked out.

When Rumeng reacted, Chu Xing's back had disappeared outside the tea room door.

"..."

She was speechless.

After flirting with me, I left. What does this person mean?

He can’t give a kiss, and he can’t say thank you when he takes the coffee?

Rumeng felt so depressed that she couldn't help feeling upset until the afternoon when they set off for the publishing house. Chu Xing fastened her seat belt, turned around and suddenly kissed her on her red lips. Only then did she feel relieved.

"I spent 3 million to marry such a vengeful woman. It would be a shame if I didn't kiss her secretly." Chu Xing said with a smile. After the car drove out of the yard, he glanced at Ru Meng and saw that she was still confused. He couldn't help but find it funny. "My wife's American coffee is very fragrant and tastes good. Can you make a cup for me every day in the future?"

Rumeng opened her eyes wide and looked at Chuxing with a puzzled look without saying a word.

Why do I know what I am thinking when I just wake up? Is he a human or a ghost?

Although I have kept him in my heart for 13 years, he is not a worm in my stomach.

Could it be that Chu Xing has special abilities and can read minds?

This shouldn't be the case. Otherwise, why didn't he notice anything when I thought about him day and night during the three years I was a widow?

If I dream of this, I will be sad!

Of course, she hoped that Chu Xing had special abilities, could read minds, and understand her heart.

It’s a pity that people live in the real world and there are no magical powers.

Seeing Rumeng remained silent all the way, Chu Xing wondered: "What are you thinking about? You don't want to make coffee for me?"

Ru Meng said “hmm” and then explained, “No… I was thinking, three years ago I was worth 3 million, it should have doubled now, how did I become a barista? It doesn’t make sense.”

"You have a head for economics, but it's a waste of talent to do literary creation instead of investment banking." Chu Xing couldn't help laughing. After a moment of silence, he continued, "Ru Meng, how about... don't go to see the editor-in-chief? Chu's needs talents like you. You set some conditions and see if I can afford you."

Finally, he added: "I'm serious."

"..."

Ru Meng smiled and said, "It's so boring to earn your own money."

There is a saying that goes, good things should stay within the family. If you can run your company well and keep the money within the family, you'll have the best of both worlds.

“Mr. Chu…” Ru Meng seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Chu Xing said "hmm".

After a long time, seeing that Rumeng hadn't said anything else, he asked in confusion, "I'm listening, why don't you continue?"

Ru Meng uttered "Ah", and after a moment of silence, she spoke again calmly: "It's nothing. I just want to say that you are in business, and you understand the significance of risk diversification better than me. The most taboo thing for companies to hire is family system and nepotism. Aren't you afraid that I will change the name of Chu one day and wake up?"

Chu Xing was stunned for a moment. He tilted his head to look at Ru Meng and said in an appreciative tone:

"You have a very thorough understanding of the problem, which is why I hope you can join Chu's to help me. Even if you change the name of the company one day, as long as it doesn't go in the wrong direction and doesn't let down grandpa and grandma's years of hard work, it's fine."

Ru Meng looked at him suspiciously: "Do you trust me so much?"

Chu Xing just said "hmm" and stopped talking. The car suddenly became dull. Fortunately, Xinghai Publishing House was just past the traffic light ahead, so the dull and awkward atmosphere would not last long.

In late spring and early summer in City A, the afternoon sun scorched the earth and white smoke was visible from the ground with the naked eye.

Chu Xing was afraid that Ru Meng would get a heat stroke, so he drove the car to the temporary drop-off point at the entrance of the building before letting her get off. He repeatedly reminded her, "Stand in the shade at the entrance of the building and wait for me. I'll come find you after I park the car."

"Okay." After Ru Meng gave a simple reply, she got out of the car and walked to the shade at the door to wait as he instructed.

At this time, three young women with heavy makeup came from another direction to the entrance of the building. After they arrived at the entrance of the building, they did not rush in, but stood in the same position as Rumeng, as if they were waiting for someone, or trying to calculate the time.

When the three women saw Rumeng’s makeup was almost bare, they looked at her with disgust and moved two steps away from her, as if standing close to her would lower their taste.

Ru Meng couldn't help but find it funny. What kind of people are there now? Is it because I have been out of touch with society for too long and don't fit in? Or is it because I smell poor?

She looked at the time and saw that there were still 20 minutes left before her appointment with Editor-in-Chief Cheng Ning. There was still time, so she called Cheng Ning.

As soon as the call was connected, the other party called "Miss Rumeng" and sounded a little excited and expectant.

"I can't wait to see you. We're on the 18th floor. You can take the elevator up after registering at the front desk."

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Cheng, I'm already downstairs at your publishing house. I'll be upstairs later."

Ru Meng said this while looking in the direction where Chu Xing parked the car.

"Then we'll see you later."

"see you later."

Rumeng ended her call with Cheng Ning, and Chu Xing had already parked the car and was walking towards her quickly...

The Sanming woman who was standing at the entrance of the building with Rumeng immediately gave Chuxing a look of affection when she saw him get out of the Lamborghini Reventon.