Chapter 945 Headache
The door to Yue Ling's closet room flung open at leisure as her tall and slender figure comes into view. After she finished prepping herself for the start of her day, she changed into her work clothes.
A basic black long-sleeve turtleneck paired with black wide-leg pants. Securing her pants in place was a simple black belt with a gold buckle and simple gold stud earrings. Her natural wavy hair is put into a high ponytail, but it doesn't keep away its flow down her back like a waterfall.
She places her brown wool coat over one arm, reaches for her work bag, and walks out of the room.
As she makes her way down the stairs, the pungent aroma of coffee enters her nose.
A smile appears on her face, and she heads in the direction of the kitchen.
Upon her arrival, she is greeted with the sight of Lu Tian in his casual dark loungewear. His back turned to her as he faced the stove. The way he looked in the morning was like any other morning, but this was something she loved.
She slowly puts her coat and work bag on a table, making sure not to make any sound to disrupt the man.
Taking light steps, she steps closer and closer to him, and her arms stretch out. She hugs his waist and leans her head against his muscular back.
"The smell of your breakfast is always enough to fill my stomach."
Lu Tian doesn't flinch at her sudden arrival. He had listened to her familiar footsteps when she descended the stairs. He smiles and turns his head slightly to the side to look at her.
"That's good to hear, but it means more when you eat it."
As he spoke, he didn't forget to place one arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to him.
"Take a seat. I'll prepare a bowl of congee for you."
He places a soft peck on her temple, then reaches for an empty bowl he had set out on the counter.
Yue Ling does as she was told and walks to the dining table to sit down. As the couple sat across from one another to enjoy their breakfast in peaceful harmony, all was chaotic in another part of Imperial. Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
The sound of glass shattering and objects thrown inside a white Mediterranean-style house could be heard.
"Sweety, calm down. Why are you so angry in the early morning?"
'Why do they look like they've seen a ghost? Is Imperial Hotel Haunted?'
Recalling the headlines of each article, Ji Chu Hua wanted to pull all her hair out. She was going to go mad.
Hearing his daughter mention the PR team, Ji Shao An looks at his daughter and furrows his eyebrows. "Why do you need the PR team? Did something happen?"
Pondering for a quick second, he takes out his phone to look at any news happening in Imperial. If his daughter is this furious, it must mean that someone has crossed her line.
"Don't!"
However, when he was about to unlock his phone screen, Ji Chu Hua rushed to snatch it away.
"There's no need for you to worry about it."
She reassures him, but both father and daughter know it is something to worry about. However, Ji Chu Hua would rather not have her father see such photos of her and Gu Ting Fei.
Taking a deep breath, she sits down next to her father.
"I'm going to stay home for a few days. I need to sort out my thoughts. If I go to work like this, Grandfather Ji will not find me competent and will never give me the chairman position."
Ji Shao An was confused about the situation but never one to question his daughter's choices; he nodded in understanding.
"Alright. You do that, then. Take some time off and rest. Whatever news has been released will eventually die down. Once that happens, everyone will have moved on."
Ji Chu Hua kept her composure like a good daughter, ignoring that she had destroyed almost everything inside her house.
Unlike Gu Ting Fei, who had changed his flight for an earlier time, he was left alone in the middle of this chaotic mess.
Thinking about all the photos and messages she saw online, her blood began to boil again. However, not wanting her father to pry into the matter, she clenches her fists to ease her mind.
"Don't use your phone or meet people for a while. It'll only give you a headache."
Her last word fell, and she stood up to leave. While she waits for the news to subside, she must find out who leaked those hideous photos. She will never forgive whoever dared to reveal the pictures of her.
"I'll make sure that whoever it is paid for daring to humiliate me."