My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 677: Chapter 677: Li Shengxiao Called Her
 

“Or if you’re really torn, you could try asking him what he thinks.”

Rong Yan pursed her lips tightly, a hint of contemplation flashing in her clear eyes.

She had actually wanted to find him and ask about the fiancee matter as soon as she got out of the car at Li Group, but when the words reached her mouth, she found she couldn’t quite bring herself to say them.

Just then.

Rong Yan’s cell phone suddenly rang.

“Xixi, I’m going to take a call,” she said as she pulled out her phone from her bag.

Gu Linxi nodded, “Go ahead.”

Rong Yan stood up to answer the call when she saw the incoming caller ID, “Hello.”

“Where are you?” The man’s voice on the other end was calm and strong, as if he exuded a reliable presence.

Rong Yan glanced outside, “I’m downtown, why? Are you done with work?”

It seemed like she had only taken a taxi over less than an hour ago, and after just a few words with Xixi, he was finished?

Li Shengxiao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his desk littered with the files he had just been reviewing, not many pages turned over, “Not yet, Gu Ming mentioned that there’s a place with good spicy hot skewers.”

“Oh,” Rong Yan paused, not grasping his point immediately, “What spicy hot skewers?”

He called her just to tell her about a tasty spicy hot skewer shop?

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Li Shengxiao thought Rong Yan didn’t know what spicy hot skewers were, his thin lips pursed as he recalled what Gu Ming had mentioned when recommending them, “It’s a kind of sour and spicy noodles that you like, where you skewer various ingredients with bamboo sticks and can eat them with sour and spicy noodles and dipping sauce.”

Gu Ming’s exact words were, Miss Rong likes sour and spicy noodles so much, wouldn’t she also like spicy hot skewers from that place? My sister asked me to pick up my nephew from school last time, and we tried it. It was quite good.

After hearing this, he had asked in detail what spicy hot skewers were, as well as the name and location of the shop.

Then, not long after Gu Ming left, unable to concentrate on the files, he made this call to Rong Yan.

“I know what you’re talking about, just spicy hot skewers,” she said.

Rong Yan was not unaware of what spicy hot skewers were; of course, she knew, as Huangji Sour and Spicy Noodles also offered them. Her surprise was because he had called to tell her that a certain shop’s spicy hot skewers were tasty?

“What I mean is, Li Shengxiao, did you call me just to tell me about a good spicy hot skewer place?”

“If you want to go, I can give you the address.”

He had asked Gu Ming for directions to the place.

“…” Rong Yan didn’t know what expression to put on her face, “…but Duidui still prefers sour and spicy noodles from that one place.”

After rejecting him, she felt it might be somewhat improper to do so and, tangled in her thoughts, reverted to her original concern, “Li Shengxiao, are you done with work?”

The man, who for the first time had his food recommendation rejected, stood before the window without a change in his expression, glanced back at his desk where his work had barely been touched since he had sent her a message, his voice husky and tempting, “If you want to have dinner with me, I could be finished.”

Rong Yan, not having sorted out her emotions yet, did not want to see him, but his words had reached such a point that she seemed to have no reason to refuse, “I’m going to have sour and spicy noodles with Duidui, do you want to come?”

“Can I come?”

With that question, Rong Yan felt awkward. Could he have some sort of clairvoyance that let him see through the phone that she was reluctant?

“Yes.”