A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

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Audrey took a sip of tea and raised her eyebrows. "Did you say that he... wanna catch up with you?"

"Yes! I won't meet him. I know what he is thinking about." Harold said in a cold voice.

"No, you should meet him!"

Harold frowned. "What? Why?"

"'Know the enemy and know yourself.' Anyway, you're not busy. Go to meet him and learn from his cheekiness. Maybe it is helpful for you one day." Audrey said while thinking of something.

"Are you my sister? You know it's disgusting to see him."

"You'll have your bonus back if you follow my words."

"Oh, my dear sister. I won that bonus!" Harold gritted his teeth.

"Don't talk nonsense. Will you go?"

He wanted to buy a new pair of trainers but he hadn't enough money. If he didn't go to meet Cane, he would lose the 1, 000-yuan bonus he won at the quiz.

Harold turned to Bryson for help.

"Bryson, don't just stand by. She is bullying me."

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Bryson put down the chopsticks slowly and looked at Audrey with affection in his eyes. "She has her own reason. Why not just follow her words?"

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Harold was depressed.

He realized that Bryson would always stand up for her. So he had no choice but to be bullied while staying with them.

Bryson would agree with her wife whatever she said.

Finally, Harold lowered his head.

"OK, I'll go."

"Good boy." Audrey smiled and raised her eyebrows.

...

Because of Audrey's order, Harold made an appointment with Cane to meet in a restaurant the next morning.

But Cane arrived at the restaurant much earlier than Harold.

He called Harold ten minutes after their appointed time.

"Hey, Harold, where are you?" Cane asked.

Harold, who had just left home, said indifferently, "I just left home. I had work this morning."

"It doesn't matter. I'm waiting for you." Cane smiled.

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"OK."

Harold hung up the phone.

He snorted and slowly walked to the bushes along the street. He poured the dog food into an old blow, which attracted several stray dogs.

After watching the dogs eat up the food, he called a taxi and left for the restaurant.

When he arrived at the restaurant, it was an hour after the appointed time.

The waiter led him to the room. Harold opened the door and said, "I'm so sorry. I was struck by the traffic jam."

Cane was wearing a warm smile.

"It doesn't matter. Come on and sit down!"

He pulled out the chair for Harold.

Harold glanced at him and sat down.

Then he asked the waiter to bring them a pot of green tea and two dishes.

Looking at Harold, Cane tried to please him.

"I know you liked green tea most in the past. The tea tastes good here. Let's have a try."

"That was in the past. I don't drink green tea anymore." Harold sneered while staring at the cup.

Cane was stunned.

But he disguised his emotion quickly since he needed help from Harold. He smiled again and said, "Really? So what do you like? Just ask the waiter to change it."

"What about black tea? That's black enough." Harold smiled and said.

Cane frowned. Though, he asked for black tea.

When black tea was served, Cane said with a smile, "Please."

Harold took a sip, frowned, and placed down the cup. "It's too bitter."

Cane was speechless.

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How troublesome!

Harold raised his head and said, "I prefer Darjeeling tea."

Cane was almost outraged as blue veins stood out on his temples. But he contained himself and nodded. "OK, just order whatever you like."

Fortunately, Harold was satisfied with the taste of Darjeeling tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Harold looked at Cane and asked indifferently, "So what's up?"

"Well, we haven't seen for almost a year." Cane smiled.

"Yes, almost a year," Harold replied casually.

"Time really flies. I often dream about you. We have meals together in my dream, as we usually did in the past. We were good friends at that time."

"Yes, we were," Harold smiled and said, "I was too naive, staying with a shameless thief. And I didn't notice that."

Cane's expression changed subtly. But he stayed calm.

He clenched his fists and forced himself to smile at Harold.

"Do you remember? We once worked together in a research institute. I had begged my father's friend several times so that you were employed."

Harold wondered, "It seems that he is using a soft approach."

"Sure. Definitely, it wasn't a good idea to work there. Otherwise, my belongings wouldn't be stolen. More importantly, I was mistaken for a thief and got fired." Harold rubbed his forehead.

"By the way, where were you when I was fired?" He looked at Cane with a smile.

Cane put on a serious face and signed. "I'm sorry for what happened last year. I turned to my father for help. But they were determined to fire you. You've left when I returned there."

Harold wondered, "Go on with your playacting!"

"Really? But do you know what I heard later? You announced that you had developed a new drug, didn't you?"

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