Cosset You Forever

As Lola was getting out of the car, a reporter spotted her and rushed towards the car.

"How about I send you there? There are more people in here." Jordan frowned at her when he saw reporters rush out.

She shook her head, "No. Jordan, don't worry, I can solve it on my own. Take care and don't worry too much about me." Lola got off, closed the door and walked towards the elevator. She held her chin up high and wore a "professional smile" on her face.

Immediately, she was surrounded by the reporters and was asked all kinds of questions.

"Miss Li, are you with Mr. Si or with Mr. Herren?"

"Miss Li, we saw you kissed Mr. Herren in the photos. Are you going to get married soon? Or is it just a romantic gesture?"

"Miss Li, the wedding of Mr. Si and Miss Mo is just around the corner. How about you and Mr. Herren? Will you get married too?"

She stopped and smiled. "Sorry. This is the office area. Those questions are my private affairs. They have nothing to do with my work. Thank you!"

After hearing those words, the reporters, of course, were not satisfied, and they gabbled more. "Miss Li, it's said that the shares of your company have increased a lot. Are you using the affairs to increase the hype and fame of your company?"

Hype? Lola sneered silently and thought to herself, "I am not someone who takes advantage of people just to become wealthy and famous."

"Miss Li, are you keeping contact with Mr. Si?"

A few guards came over, and finally Lola could move away from them. She was relieved a little as she entered the elevator.

She rubbed her temples and thought, "A man dreads fame as a pig dreads being fat. What an appropriate saying...It sucks to be famous... I really just want a simple and comfortable life."

Lola went to a party at noon and a meeting for a contract negotiation at night. She looked at the time. It's already getting late. Work had really consumed all of her time now.

out her phone, dialed Thomas Herren's number and asked his

In a Condo.

bought some fruits in a supermarket and a pigeon soup stewed

wearing a comfy-looking grey gown. His sleeves were rolled up.

soup, and stepped aside to

a minimalist and modernized style of black, grey and white, which was similar to his villa in Pearl Spring. When he was working late at night, he would always spend the night here.

a shelf in the east of the living room, packed with all kinds of books. They were filled with politics books written

on

wine cabinet was next to the kitchen and was filled with several bottles of

the soup for you." Lola felt a little embarrassed. She had not learned how to cook because someone

answered and directly walked into the kitchen to get the tableware. Lola noticed that he had not looked into her

really stay with him. I would choose him." Lola thought

be in a good mood despite the pain he was enduring. He

stood again when she thought

at his hand. "Let

not refuse. He just sat on the sofa, smiled at

half bowl of it and took it to him.

under the coffee table. Unfortunately, she did not

a scream, the soup spilled on the carpet. Lola felt pain in her left

half sleeve T-shirt, so the hot soup spilled

up when she fell down. He rushed and helped her get up. "Are you okay?" He lifted her left arm anxiously, and looked

said softly. Actually,

the tap, and pulled the arm under it so that

over her