Fated to My Billionaire Husband

The restaurant opened at nine, half an hour from now. She sat on the steps in front of the restaurant, slowly reading a book on accountancy from her bag.

No idea how much time passed, a shadow fell over her head. She looked up to see Xiao Lang’s smile and couldn’t help but smile along.

Closing the book, she stood up and with a wide grin asked, “Boss, can I start working from today?”

Xiao Lang raised an eyebrow and extended his clean, handsome hand, “On behalf of all the restaurant staff, welcome aboard. You’re a diligent and quick learner, I have no doubt you’ll do well.”

Jian Yufei blushed, her eyes shining brightly.

She shook his hand, nodding vigorously, “Boss, I will do my best!”

Ruan Tianling spent the morning wrapping up the loose ends of a project. He put down the documents in his hand, leaned back on his genuine leather revolving chair, and massaged his temples.

With the completion of this task, his mood had lightened considerably. He can now relax for a while.

“Sir, Miss Yan Yue is here,” his secretary announced over the office intercom. A barely perceptible smile flickered across his lips, “Let her in.”

The door was pushed open immediately, and Yan Yue walked in with a small LV floral bag in her hand. Her face carried an innocent and beautiful smile, “Tianling, I brought lunch for you.”

She jiggled the small bag in her hand, which contains a three-tiered thermos lunch box.

Ruan Tianling stood up and walked over, taking the bag from her hand with a slight smile, “Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”

“I wanted to surprise you. Come on, sit down and eat. You must be starving.” The thoughtful woman pulled him down to sit on the sofa, got out the lunch box, served the food, and opened the sealed chopsticks.

Ruan Tianling glanced at the dishes in the lunch box. To his dismay, none of them was to his liking. However, he didn’t fuss over such trivial matters, only musing that probably Yan Yue had forgotten his food preferences due to their time apart.

“Try this. It’s nutritious and delicious.” Yan Yue lifted a forkful of broccoli to him. Ruan Tianling slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

He hated broccoli; the taste was odd to him.

He pulled her hand down, smiling, “I suddenly feel like eating Western food. Will you accompany me?”

“Ah, then what about all this food?” Yan Yue asked, disappointed. She had specially delivered this love lunch for him, but he didn’t want it. Naturally, she felt upset.

Ruan Tianling held her hand tightly, gently saying, “I really can’t eat Chinese food now. But for you, I am willing to try.”

Yan Yue laughed immediately, “If you can’t eat, then don’t force it! Let’s go, I’ll accompany you for Western food.”

With his word, her disappointment instantly evaporated. She put away the lunch box, tossed it into the trash bin, then turned around and tucked her arm into his, ready to go out with him.

Walking around Ruan Family’s building hand in hand with Ruan Tianling, Yan Yue felt proud and triumphant. This extraordinary man is hers, and the future Madam Ruan is also hers.

She walked elegantly with her refined demeanor through the bright and spacious lobby. Despite her beautiful and composed face, her eyes could not hide her overwhelming pride.