u buy some when you have time" A sound of a door closing suddenly came from the side of the liquor cabinet.Fu Xiaoyao was stunned, almost instantly recognizing the voice!She turned her head in astoni...Li Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, staring at her towering chest.

Fu Xiaoyao, following his gaze, looked down. Her face flushed instantly, "You...where are you looking!"

"Not like I haven't seen it before." Lu Hanchuan calmly retracted his gaze.

Fu Xiaoyao's little face turned even redder.

Lu Hanchuan picked up the iced coffee on the table and took a sip. "Remember, from now on, don't pat your chest, especially in front of men."

"......Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Seeing her so obedient, Lu Hanchuan's eyes held a hint of satisfaction. "There's one more thing."

"What's wrong" she looked at him.

Lu Hanchuan put down his coffee, "The day after tomorrow is the Lu family's ancestor worshiping day. I promised to take you last time, do you remember"

"Remember." Fu Xiaoyao replied.

That was the day she was officially recognized as a member of the Lu family, a moment she cherished and never forgot.

"Since you remember, the necessary preparations cannot be spared. Some rituals, you can ask Auntie Song about them tonight and have her teach you so that you don't make mistakes during the ancestor worship." Lu Hanchuan reminded him.

Fu Xiaoyao took it seriously and nodded, "Okay, I understand. Is there anything else"

"That's enough, you can go now." Lu Hanchuan waved his hand.

Fu Xiaoyao stood motionless, her eyes fixed on her coffee cup, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

Lu Hchuan narrowed his eyes at her, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"That..."

"Huh"

"Maybe you should cut back on the coffee." she said softly, nodding her head.

Lu Hanchuan leaned back in his chair, "Reason."

"I heard it's bad for the stomach, and also..." Fu Xiaoyao lowered her head awkwardly.

Lu Hanchuan lifted his coffee again, "Spit it out. What else is there"

"Kill sperm!" Fu Xiaoyao spat out the two words quickly.

Lu Hanchuan let out a "poof" and shot a mouthful of coffee out.

Fu Xiaoyao, seeing this, quickly took out her handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe the stains on his clothes. She was filled with remorse, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional..."

She was apologizing while frantically wiping at his chest.

Lu Hannan was already angry at his own gaffe, and now she kept touching him, making him hot all over. This only fueled his anger further.

"Enough!" He stood up and took a step back, avoiding her hand.

Fu Xiaoyao thought he was blaming her, so he didn't want her to wipe it. For a moment, she stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Alright, you can leave now!" Lu Hanchuan looked at his messy clothes and impatiently chased the person away.

"But..." Fu Xiaoyao still wanted to say something.

Lu Hanchuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his voice much colder. "Get out!"

Fu Xiaoyao didn't dare to stay any longer, tightened her handkerchief and went out.

Hearing the office door close again, Lu Hanzhan rubbed his temples and called Qiao Mu in on the internal line.

"Mr. Lu, what happened to you..." Qiao Mu looked at him in embarrassment, her whole body surprised.

Lu Hanchuan didn't explain, just ordered, "Go get me a new set of clothes."

"Okay," Qiao Mu replied, and immediately got to work.

Soon, he came back holding a new set of clothes.

Lu Hanchuan took it and went to the rest room to change. After he changed and came out, he saw Qiao Mu standing at his desk pouring coffee. His eyebrows jumped instantly, "What are you doing"

"Pour some coffee," Qiao Mu replied.

Lu Hanchuan suddenly remembered Fu Xiaoyao's words that had made him lose face. Those two short words had such a devastating effect, making him suddenly unable to look at coffee the same way again.

"Don't make any more coffee, and don't ever make it for me again." Lu Hanchuan instructed with a dark face.

Joe asked in puzzlement, "But Mr. Lu, you used to love black coffee the most. How come you suddenly quit"

"Just do it, there's no need to ask why!" Lu Hanchuan said impatiently.

喬木 didn't dare ask any further and quickly agreed, "I understand. What should be done with those coffee beans in the cabinet"

"Do as you please." Lu Hanchuan waved his hand dismissively.

Qiao Mu's eyes lit up, then quickly subsided. He responded seriously, "Don't worry, President Lu, I will take care of it and you will never see those coffee beans again."

After saying that, he ran to the cabinet where the coffee machine was, bent down and took out a few cans of coffee beans from inside, holding them in his arms. “Then, Mr. Lu, I’ll leave first.”

He had been thinking about these coffee beans for a long time.

Unfortunately, the boss was a cheapskate and never wanted to buy him a drink. Now, all of this is his.

From then on, he could leisurely enjoy a cup during his free time. Just thinking about it was pleasant.

After Qiao Mu left, Lu Hanchuan finally sat back down in his chair.

After sitting down, he picked up a pen to continue his work. Suddenly, he caught sight of the pile of clothes on the sofa opposite him out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes darkened.

That woman, Fu Xiaoyao, suddenly said those words, embarrassing him and ruining a whole set of clothes. She even made him give up coffee, causing all the coffee beans to become cheaper for Qiao Mu.

She let him lose so much in such a short time, why shouldn't he pay any price

Thinking to himself, Lu Hanchuan put down his pen and got up. He walked over, grabbed the dirty clothes, and left the office, heading towards the next-door office.

The office door was closed, he raised his hand and knocked twice casually.

The door opened, Fu Xiaoyao rubbing her eyes and appearing in Lu Hanzhen's sight, "President Lu, how did you get here"

"Are you asleep" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes.

Fu Xiaoyao quickly shook her head and waved her hand, “No, I just wore glasses for too long, my eyes feel a little sore when I take them off.”

"Is that so" Lu Hanchuan stared intently into her eyes for a while, confirming she wasn't lying, then walked past her and went inside.

Fu Xiao Yao closed the door and followed him.

"Clean these up for me." He suddenly threw something at her.

Fu Xiaoyao hastily caught it and realized it was his clothes.

"These..."

"It was you who made me dirty with that set!" Lu Hanchuan said coldly.

Fu Xiaoyao blushed, her expression revealing a hint of embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Lu Zong, I really didn't mean to do that."

It was when she saw him drinking coffee that she suddenly remembered a post she had seen before.

Then she couldn't help but speak up, because it means that men who drink coffee regularly, or black coffee specifically, have a lower birth rate, and caffeine can also damage the stomach.

Unexpectedly, he ruined a set of clothes for him.

"Whether you did it on purpose or not, I want you to wash these clothes clean, understand" Lu Hanchuan pointed at the dirty clothes in Fu Xiaoyao's arms.

Fu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly, "I heard."

She caused the situation, and she's willing to accept the consequences.

Besides, even if it wasn't the case, she would willingly wash his clothes until they were clean.

"Very well, I'll check tomorrow. If it's not clean, don't even think about your performance this month." Lu Hanchuan coldly curled the corners of his mouth.

Fu Xiaoyao, upon hearing this, immediately became serious and said, "President Lu, I will definitely clean it up for you."

"Then I'll be looking forward to it." Lu Hanchuan said, and then left her office.

Is it clean

How is that possible!

This isn't ordinary fabric, it can't be handled with regular laundry methods at all. He wants to see how she's going to get it clean!

Lu Hanchuan left, and in the office there was only Fu Xiaoyao facing a pile of dirty clothes.

She flipped through her clothes. There was only a jacket, shirt, pants, and tie left, all more or less stained with black coffee. Especially that white shirt, the stain on her chest was simply unbearable.

"How am I supposed to wash this" Fu Xiaoyao looked at the pile of people who were frowning with worry.inquired with concern.Lu Hanchuan lowered his head and glanced at Fu Xiaoyao, a gentle expression on his brows. "She's fine, she's just tired."“Tired” Aunt Song looked at Fu Xiaoyao in puzzlement. See...