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."

to Lucia, his face expressionless

tongue and then swallowed, biting her lip

these words, she put on the mask again and walked out

subsided, she would try to talk to him about her father's birthday, but she didn't expect him to be so busy and didn't seem to have the patience to listen to her

no choice but

Mitchell.

to the exclusive elevator door when she heard a familiar female voice from her

to see Irene coming this

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

for her, so she asked coldly in

walked straight to the exclusive elevator

dare you!"Irene stood outside and stomped her feet

the first floor, Lucia walked out

agreed

would have dinner together tonight, but now August couldn't attend,

no ideas and thought that she hadn't prepared a birthday present for her father yet, so she decided

she passed by a vintage store, where the

her

she quickly asked, "Sir,

came over and saw the pen she was pointing at, he smiled at her with

and I just haven't had time to wrap it

a moment, "It's been

good half-day and hadn't picked any satisfactory gift, she's pretty sure that Professor Mitchell would like it after just one look at

to turn her head, "It's already been sold, and the buyer is that

line of sight and turned her head, seeing a man sitting in a wheelchair in front of a display case not far away, intently admiring the exhibits in

his eyes were gentle, and more importantly,

he looked

but suddenly the man smiled

a pure giance that anyone

of her lips, politely returned a smile, then turned around, and looked

sold, there was nothing she could do but

see any more suitable gifts than that pen and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a voice behind

the

softly, "May

in the wheelchair's mouth curled

now I heard the boss say that you also

looked down at the iron-gray fountain pen in his hand and her eyes lit up, "Yes, but since you already bought it,

paid for it yet, if you do like it, I can let you have it "Really?"Lucia looked at him with some

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