Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 011 Lucia was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, covering her body tightly that left only her eyes and nose showing, being stared at by him, she felt a cold sweat coming out of her back.

Irene noticed August's eyes, she glanced at Lucia, and hurriedly explained,"

President, I don't know who the delivery person is, she just barged into our company, the receptionist downstairs must not have noticed her that's how she had a chance to sneak up, I'll kick her out now..."

"That's ok.

"August spoke up and said, "Let her in."

"What?"Irene's face was full of surprise and She felt she must have misheard.

"I said, let her in."

August dropped these words in a deep voice and then walked straight towards the direction of the office.

Irene froze and waited for August to walk away before she turned her head to look at Lucia and grumbled, "Why didn't you say earlier that you were here to deliver to the president? Hurry up and go inside!"

Lucia didn't say anything, but the hand holding the lunch bag tightened a bit, and she hurriedly walked towards the office with her head down.

August must have recognized her, even if she could hide it from others with this outfit, how could it be possible that she hide it from him? After walking into the office with great care, she could not even look up before she heard this man's command, "Close the door."

Lucia twisted her head and closed the door behind her, taking off her mask as well, Her heart beat faster than she knew it.

"What are you doing here?"

"......came to bring you some soup."

Lucia drew a cold breath, lowered her head and walked to the table, took out the thermos bucket from the bento bag, "What happened yesterday was my fault, I know you are usually very busy at work, I shouldn't have given you a mess, I'm sorry."

Looked at the woman in front of him with her head down, like a schoolgirl who did something wrong, jarring voice, cheeks still red.

The displeasure in August's heart dissipated by half, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and, said softly, "All right, it's okay."

Lucia heard him say this and instantly looked at him with some excitement, "Does it mean that......you're not angry now?"

"Yes."

Hearing his answer, Lucia's heart fluttered with joy, then asked, "Maybe tonight you can accompany......"

A sudden knock at the door interrupted her,"

President, there is a document here that you need to sign."

but raised his eyes to Lucia, his face

tip of her tongue and then swallowed, biting her lip and saying softly, "Remember to drink

on the mask

as soon as August had subsided, she would try to talk to him about her father's birthday, but she didn't

choice but to

Mitchell.

had just walked to the exclusive elevator door when she heard a familiar female voice from her back,

turned around to see Irene coming this

do for you? Irene raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively, "What is your relationship with the president? Are you the maid

was not in the mood for her, so she asked coldly in return, "It's none of your

dropping these words, Lucia walked straight to

dare you!"Irene stood outside and stomped

elevator to the first floor, Lucia walked out of the office but didn't know where to

had agreed with

Professor Mitchell that the parents of the two families would have dinner together tonight, but now August couldn't

After thinking about it for a long time, Lucia came up with no ideas and thought that she hadn't prepared a birthday present for her father yet, so she

passed by a vintage store, where the

store, passed a display case, and her eyes

asked, "Sir,

and saw the pen she was pointing at, he smiled at

and I just

was stunned for a moment, "It's been

picked any satisfactory gift, she's pretty sure that Professor Mitchell would like

her head, "It's already been sold,

sitting in a wheelchair in front of a display case

were gentle, and more importantly, Lucia thought that he and August'looked

he looked up, and for a moment, they

but suddenly the man smiled

eyes in a pure giance that anyone

a smile, then turned around, and

already sold, there was nothing she

suitable gifts than that pen and was about to leave when she suddenly heard

around, she saw the man

asked softly, "May I help you,

corner of the man in

say that you also have

down at the iron-gray fountain pen in his hand and her eyes

lips, his eyes shining, "I haven't paid for it yet, if you do like it, I can let you have it

"A gentleman does not take away what others loved, and I just simply like to collect,