"No, I was just noticing that President Luo has been different lately. He's always frowning and doesn't seem to be in a good mood. That's why I asked you," Zhang Lu paused for a moment before continuing, "That incident the other day was really just a misunderstanding. I noticed that President Luo had been working overtime for such a long time, so I wanted to make him some coffee. Unfortunately, I must have been clumsy because I spilled all the coffee on him. When you came in, I was trying to help him clean up, but it seems like you misunderstood."
Zhang Lu spoke apologetically, though her tone suggested she was secretly amused and not at all remorseful.
She wished she had made that mistake so badly that she constantly reminded herself of it.
Wasn't there a saying that the more you try to cover something up, the worse it gets? That's exactly what Zhang Lu wanted.
Ye Zhiqiu understood Zhang Lu’s intentions and sneered. "Rest assured," she said into the phone, "President Luo and I have been married for so long now. I know him better than anyone else. I trust he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. It was just an outburst of frustration at the time."
Ye Zhiqiu chuckled and continued, "You shouldn't worry too much about it. Guqin and I aren’t going to fight over something as trivial as a secretary. He might be in a bad mood because he’s been working too hard?"
Zhang Lu's expression turned grim at these words. It was clear that Ye Zhiqiu was hinting that she wasn't worth getting into an argument with, not when they were husband and wife.
Despite her stern tone, Zhang Lu replied calmly, "Is that so? That's good to hear. I’ve been worried about this for the past few days, even tossing and turning in bed."
"Then you can sleep soundly now," Ye Zhiqiu said with a sneer.
"Yes," Zhang Lu smiled and said into the phone, "I have other things to do here, so I won’t keep talking. Autumn, trust me, President Luo will be under my watchful eye when he travels with me, and he’ll never do anything that would hurt you."
"Thank you for that." Ye Zhiqiu almost gritted her teeth as she said this, knowing Zhang Lu was the one she trusted the least.
"No problem," Zhang Lu hung up.
Ye Zhiqiu immediately collapsed. She no longer needed to pretend with Zhang Lu. Truthfully, she still felt worried.
Despite trying to appear calm and indifferent, only Ye Zhiqiu knew how much anxiety she had endured that night. She couldn’t sleep for fear of missing Luo Qichen’s call. She kept checking her phone, but none came throughout the night. When she woke up in the morning, she had huge black circles under her eyes, which startled Lu Liao.