The domineering CEO falls in love with me

City C. At around 7 pm, the police station received a call to the police. The person who called the police was the little girl sitting on the stool wearing a cotton nightgown. Looking at the accused again... Officer Chen secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Lu Jingyuan. The eldest son of Mr. Lu's family and the CEO of Nanyuan Group. In City C, who doesn't know this great Buddha. The newly arrived police officer had just been transferred from another city, but unfortunately did not know Lu Jingyuan, so he directly took him back to the police station. When Officer Chen saw Lu Jingyuan appear here, he almost popped his eyes out. After forcing himself to ask, he finally understood the situation. The reason why the little girl called the police was that the Prince of the Lu family's pants fell down from upstairs and hit her in the face. Later, the little girl went upstairs with a "murder weapon" to talk to Lu Jingyuan, but Lu Jingyuan refused to admit that the thing was his. Afterwards, the two of them went to the police station. Looking at the 'weapon' placed on his desk, Officer Chen actually wanted to laugh. And I really want to laugh. But looking at Lu Jingyuan's dark face and the oppressive aura emanating from him, Officer Chen couldn't laugh at once. Officer Chen cleared his throat lightly and turned his head to look at the little girl on the stool. "Little girl, in my opinion, why don't we just let this matter go? You haven't suffered any substantial harm, both horizontally and vertically What does it mean to not have suffered substantial harm? "Ruan Xingchen's baby face, which turned red with anger, was delicate and juicy." My fragile heart has been hurt, okay? And this perverted uncle... he The following words seemed a bit difficult to say, and Ruan Xingchen squeezed for a long time, but couldn't squeeze out a complete sentence. Abnormal uncle? Officer Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Well, it's normal for a little girl to get angry. Anyone who is hit by this thing will not be happy on their face. And indeed, it's a bit... perverted. Just when Officer Chen didn't know how to handle this matter, Lu Jingyuan, who had been sitting silently on the sofa beside him, suddenly moved. Lu Jingyuan took out a cheque book from his jacket pocket, wrote down a string of numbers decisively, signed his name, tore off the cheque and pushed it in front of Ruan Xingchen. He stood up and lightly spat out two words with thin lips: "It's private Ruan Xingchen's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the man's back. Did he just say it was private? Did she agree! Ruan Xingchen got up and wanted to chase after her, but Officer Chen quickly grabbed her and stuffed the check left by Lu Jingyuan on the table into her hand. He earnestly advised, "Miss, since Mr. Lu spoke privately, let's just forget about this matter. Look at this check, it's one, two, three, four, five zeros. If someone gives me 100000, I'm willing to smash as many as I want Ruan Xingchen: “……” Let's go back to an hour ago Wutong Apartment. Ruan Xingchen stood on the balcony and took out his vibrating phone from his pocket. Open WeChat. More than ten photos of men and women intertwined and unsightly immediately came into view. Ruan Xingchen's face darkened as he quickly tapped his phone screen with his fingertips and replied with a message. The chest is too small, it's not worth looking at. The other party quickly replied to her with two words: b***h! Ruan Xingchen was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he stuffed his phone into his pocket and was about to turn back to the house. Suddenly, an unidentified object fell from the sky and slapped Ruan Xingchen's little face directly. Well, it doesn't hurt. Ruan Xingchen looked at the object blocking his view in front of him and sniffed it. There is also a smell of laundry detergent. And from the touch, the thing that hit my face should be a piece of fabric or something similar. Ruan Xingchen removed something from his face and unfolded it. Ah。 Ruan Xingchen screamed and threw the thing in his hand out. Who on earth is so despicable, to have lost the chubby one! Fortunately, it didn't die, it hit! Her face! And surprisingly, it's the second overweight man. Dirty to death! Dirty to death! She is still a delicate little girl. The little yellow flower girl who just celebrated her 18th birthday three days ago! Ruan Xingchen sat on the ground, with a delicate and lovely face wrinkled, looking at an object that he had thrown not far away with deep resentment. This wutong apartment has twelve floors in total. Ruan Xingchen lives on the eleventh floor, which is one of the three households in this floor. On the twelfth floor, there is a local tyrant, who owns the whole floor. The resident upstairs moved in a few days ago, and Ruan Xingchen has never seen the head of the household. He only heard from his neighbors that he is a man. Ruan Xingchen felt that he couldn't swallow this breath no matter how hard he tried. He got up from the ground with all his hands and feet, walked quickly over and picked up the piece of fabric, and ran out of the door with a fierce momentum.