The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

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Li Yan was being dragged forward by Yurong, glancing back and seeing that the woman in a bikini was chasing them with a flower pot. He couldn't help but laugh; what was this? One kick could send her back to the Haiyue Hall!

But seeing Yurong in such a hurry, he matched her pace with a light jog. When they reached the elevator, they couldn't stop to wait, or the woman would catch up. People waiting for the elevator saw a woman chasing with a flower pot and quickly stepped aside, not wanting to get caught in the chaos.

"These security guards really need to be complained about!" Yurong was slightly out of breath, with a hint of indignation.

"Yeah, when we really need them to act, they do nothing. Wow, she's about to catch up..." Li Yan noticed that Yurong's high heels, although not very high, were obviously not suitable for running fast. Without saying much, he suddenly crouched in front of her.

Yurong, caught off guard while running, crashed into his back and fell onto him. Barely having time for a surprised yelp, Li Yan effortlessly carried her on his back and ran towards the stairs.

What does it mean to be destined?

This is it! Held back from taking the stairs earlier, but now running down them carrying someone; it's fate with these stairs.

"What are you doing? Put me down..." Yurong exclaimed, realizing she hadn't fallen, nor had Li Yan. Instead, he had picked her up, filling her with a bit of shy delight. She'd never been in such direct contact with a man before, even though Li Yan was her husband, but still...

"It's no problem putting you down, but what if she catches up? I don't want you to get hit by a flower pot."

"I... I won't be..." Yurong quickly turned her head to look, unsure if it was due to the brief pause or because Li Yan wasn't running fast enough carrying her. The woman was much closer, only a few meters away. If she got any closer, she'd be able to throw the flower pot at them. "Quick, run!"

Li Yan snickered to himself, not taking the woman's threat seriously, only using this chance to get closer to his wife. Carrying her, he could hear her speaking closely, and catch the faint floral scent.

"Even if you won't get hit by that woman's flower pot, running in heels like this, what if you twist your ankle? Even if not, your feet might hurt."

Hearing that Li Yan wasn't concerned about the danger behind, only worried about her getting hit by a flower pot, twisting her ankle, or hurting her feet from running, was willing to exert himself to carry her!

Such a simple sentence made the prestigious CEO, the admired Ice Celestial Maiden of the company, feel a sudden urge to cry!

Yes, to cry.

Yurong was never short of flattery, deliberate praise, or people trying to please her, but she had never experienced such simple and genuine concern. Of course, it was also related to her lifestyle: she had luxury cars, drivers, assistants, and subordinates... She never had to face such a panicked scene. Hearing Li Yan's words, she felt truly like a woman—not physically, but emotionally, being cared for and loved by her man!

This sudden, unexpected feeling of affection made her reluctant to disturb it. She wanted to savor and imprint it deeply in her heart. For the moment, she ignored the shrew chasing behind, loosened her grip on his clothes, stretched her hands forward to embrace his neck, resting her head on his shoulder.

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Li Yan wanted to get closer to his wife, but he only considered closing their physical distance, thinking it would gradually bring them closer emotionally. Little did he know that his words had already closed the gap in their hearts.

The woman, driven by a moment of impulse, felt a bit embarrassed when she saw other guests along the way. If she couldn't catch up, she'd likely find an excuse to stop and wait for Lu Fei and the others to catch up. But Li Yan carrying Zhang Yurong was too arrogant, too dismissive of her! Angrily, she kept chasing, seeing she was only a few meters away, thinking she could catch up with a little more effort, unwilling to give up halfway.

Seeing Li Yan enter the stairwell made her more assured; from the stairs, she wouldn't need to get close, just throw the flower pot down from above! Humph, watch me smash this pair of adulterous partners!

Li Yan naturally considered this point; hence, after entering the stairwell, he whispered, "I'll lift you a bit higher so your feet won't hit the steps..."

"Mm." Yurong simply agreed, leaning on his shoulder and holding him tightly. Below, a pair of large hands steadily supported her, making her feel so comfortable and carefree, not needing to think or worry, just leaving everything to him. She cherished and enjoyed this rare moment.

Seeing her agree, Li Yan didn't hesitate. He hooked her leg with one hand and then forcefully lifted her up a bit.

Li Yan couldn't help but recall the last time, when they were trapped in the company elevator a few weeks ago. Back then, in order to help her get out, he had similarly picked her up.

Yurong lightly hummed, remembering the same scene, her cheeks flushing hot. Though he was her legal husband now, they... didn't really have feelings. What if he suddenly left one day, just as unexpectedly as he'd entered her world? Wouldn't she feel taken advantage of?

But regardless of anything, they were still husband and wife now, making her feel shy and awkward but not wanting to blame him for anything. Of course, it wasn't intentional taking advantage.

To prevent that woman from having the chance to throw things down, Li Yan had to speed up. The staircase wasn't as smooth as flat ground. As he briskly ran down, Yurong on his back was jostled around. This made Yurong hold onto him tightly, leaning against him, unable to rest her head, and frequently looking back to check if they were being chased.

As they completed a flight of stairs, the woman's footsteps appeared in the stairwell. She hurriedly chased, almost close enough to hurl a flowerpot from a half flight below. Meanwhile, Li Yan noticed an unexpected situation.

This wasn't... Li Yan thought to himself that tonight, with the drama played out with the shrew behind them, it was worth the ticket!

"Are you tired? Do you want to put me down?" Seeing Li Yan slow down a bit, Yurong quickly whispered in his ear.

Li Yan felt a tickle in his ear, and his heart seemed itchy too. He quickly lifted her higher and then sped up, taking bigger strides down.

"I'm fine! You're so light that carrying you is effortless. Moreover, being able to carry a great beauty like you is already an enjoyment. How could I feel tired?" Li Yan casually replied, truly speaking from his heart; this wasn't deliberate flattery but a sincere truth. Compared to carrying oak stumps for physical training in the past, she was really light and cute, and also a top-notch beauty which already psychologically eased the burden greatly.

In her heart, Yurong calculated; despite her husband being somewhat frivolous, lacking skills, lazy, and seemingly roguish, praise from him was actually very rare! While secretly laughing and sighing, she also felt somewhat shy.

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Li Yan, discovered a serious problem!

It wasn't that the woman's flowerpot was coming down, but they'd already reached the ground floor of the building in no time! Which made him silently curse this damned Sea Moon Hall, why was it on the third floor and not the thirtieth?

Hardly getting a chance for intimate contact with his wife, it had only been a few minutes, and they'd already reached the end. Despising the designer of this hotel!

Seeing they were exiting the hotel lobby, Yurong hurriedly struggled a bit, softly saying, "Put me down quickly!"

Seeing her embarrassed, Li Yan reluctantly let her down. Yurong, flushed, lowered her head and quickly adjusted her clothes to avoid being noticed by others.

Li Yan couldn't help but laugh seeing her nervous appearance.

"You're laughing! What's so funny?" Yurong feigned anger, pouting her still warm cheeks.

"Your nervous look, at most we were just playing a game of Pigsy carrying his bride! People seeing you might think we really went on a stairway run…"

"Who's getting close to you…" Yurong glared at him, amused by his talk of Pigsy carrying a bride, saying, "Yes, you're the Pigsy! But for now, hurry up, that woman's been driven mad by you." She looked back and saw indeed, that woman was catching up, hurriedly pulling Li Yan to go.

The lobby manager, noticing a woman carrying bizarre flowerpot weaponry and exuding a crazed killing aura, was startled, fearing she'd scare the guests, promptly ordered security to subdue her.

Seeing this scene upon turning back, Yurong finally breathed a sigh of relief while Li Yan sighed, what peculiar matchmaker, what rare chance, and it was ending so soon...(To be continued, for more updates please visit www.qidian.com, support the author and genuine reading!)