43. My youth is something you can't compensate for

  "Yunxue, let's have a good talk." Lu Shao Fan's voice was sincere.

  "Let's discuss the work matters properly. I hope this can be settled quickly, let's meet at Oil Painting Village Tea Restaurant at 12 noon." Qiao Yunxue said lightly, "I think Madame Luo won't find that place."

  "Good."

  "Mr. Luo, I'm busy. Hang up first. Also, Mr. Luo, please call the Beijing office phone next time." Qiao Yunxue said lightly.

  "Clouds and Snow..."

  Qiao Yunxue has already hung up the phone.

  She has always been straightforward in her actions. Last year, after the heartbreak, she didn't cry or make a fuss, but instead ran to Tibet, where even Luo Shaofeng couldn't find her.

  Lu Shao Fan is high up there, but she's afraid of forgetting that she still has self-respect and also self-love.

  Work at ease.

  Unexpectedly, Swallow came all the way to see her.

  "It seems like the finance department is quite idle." Qiao Yunxue pursed her lips.

  What is this swallow worried about?

  Could it be that Yan Zi really has an ulterior motive towards Rong Qian? But Rong Qian seems to be a particularly reliable person, as if the words "safety" are written all over his body.

  Although the swallow is in a high position and has great power, it looks innocent and pure. This purity is not pretentious, but a comfortable feeling emanating from the heart.

  "It's just a bit idle. That's because I have good management skills. As a mid-level manager, being idle is the way to go." Swallow nodded and smiled, "Don't think I'm stupid, you really don't understand flower language, you're just pretending to be stupid, ruining my flowers."

  Nodding slightly, Qiao Yun's expression was calm and serene: "Mr. Rong has no objections, what about you?"

  "Ah?" Her eyes flashed with surprise, and Yanzi's curiosity was piqued. "How interesting. No wonder Mr. Rong is willing to take you on as a disciple."

  "Thank you for the compliment." Qiao Yunxue's eyelids didn't even flicker.

  Swallow blinked her eyes: "Miss Qiao, you said, if I send flowers to Mr. Rong again tomorrow, what would you do?"

  Qiao Yunxue also learned to bat her eyelashes: "Yanzi, why did you start sending flowers only after Mr. Rong had me, this sunny person? Do you want to see Mr. Rong jump in fright? Or do you want to see if Mr. Rong has a heart for me?"

  "It's really not fun!" Swallow pouted, twirling her long curly hair with her fingers. "The strangest thing in the world is Mr. Rong, who even finds a sunny person like this so clever. A woman as smart and sensitive as this should be married to take care of the household. She must be especially good at managing the husband."

  Qiao Yunxue was speechless.

  "Remember, I'm your competitor. Tonight, I'll invite Mr. Rong for a candlelit dinner."

  Qiao Yunxue's smile was not genuine — if Yanzi really went to the candlelight dinner with Mr. Rong, would she have made a special trip to tell Qiao Yunxue?

  What a strange woman!

  At twelve o'clock, she went to the Oil Painting Village Tea Restaurant.

  Luo Shaofan has arrived, the Mercedes-Benz is parked at the door. Wearing a snow-white shirt and black trousers, he looks extraordinary, but his face is full of worry.

  "Snow Clouds!" Luo Shaofeng nodded his head.

  Qiao Yunxue calmly said: "The Administration for Industry and Commerce will take action soon. There is not much time left for Jinghua and Longji."

  Luo Shaofan looked at her with a worried expression: "Yunxue, I know you still love me. I want to make it up to Yunxue."

  "Compensation?" The voice was soft, Qiao Yun's eyes were clear and bright, "You can't compensate for my youth, I look down on you compensating for anything else."

  "Divorce him!" Luo Shaofan's eyes gleamed deeply, "Come back to me, I'm willing to lavish wealth on you."

  Qiao Yunxue stared at him in shock: "Luo Shaofan, you mean you want to keep me as your mistress?"

  Before he had finished speaking, an unidentified flying object flew past in front of him...