He just said that he had transferred his salary for this month onto her card? This information had come too suddenly for her to absorb fully.
"Waiter, bill please," Qin Chu said.
"Yes sir, your total comes up to 1080 yuan."
"She'll pay," Qin Chu said lazily, pointing at Huo Mian.
Huo Mian pulled out the only ICBC debit card from her purse. If she remembered correctly, there was less than 800 yuan left on that card. She didn't know how much Qin Chu had transferred her. He wasn't toying with her, was he?
After swiping the card, the waiter carefully returned it to her. Then, the two of them walked out of the restaurant together.
Huo Mian was still mulling over a question that she was too embarrassed to ask out loud.
"You want to ask me how much my monthly salary is, don't you?" seeing her hesitation, Qin Chu asked the question for her.
Huo Mian immediately nodded.
The adorable gesture she made had Qin Chu lifting the corners of his lips ever so slightly.
"Why don't you check on your banking app later?"
What kind of stinking response was that? Was he messing around with her?
Just then, Qin Chu's cell phone rang.
"Alright, I got it. But I have important business to attend to right now. Tell them to delay the meeting another thirty minutes."
When he finished, Qin Chu hung up the phone.
"Since you have important business, let's part here. I can take the bus home."
Qin Chu glanced at Huo Mian, his eyes cold. "The important business I was talking about is taking you home," he said.
Qin Chu's expression was clearly saying that she was an idiot.
Sometimes, he really wondered if Huo Mian, once touted as a genius with an IQ of 130, was actually one of those weirdos with a high IQ but low EQ.
Having heard what Qin Chu said, Huo Mian's expression clearly lagged for an instant.
Then, a warm feeling welled up in her chest.
"Let's go, get in the car."
Twenty minutes later, Qin Chu dropped Huo Mian off at her apartment building.
"Alright, I'm home. Thank you for the ride."
She was still not used to Qin Chu treating her so well. After all, they had already been apart for more than seven years.
She needed some time before she could get accustomed to this suddenly intimate relationship.
"When I get off work, I'll come to get you."
"You don't need to."
"Terminate the lease for this apartment. You're moving in with me." Qin Chu's tone was commanding.
"No," Huo Mian instantly rejected him.
Qin Chu stared at her with a complicated expression on his face,"We're husband and wife. We're not separating right after marriage, are we? Unless you think that, after all that I've helped you with, you can just leave me out to dry for half a year, and then bring up divorce. Are you going back on your word, now that you no longer need me?"
"That's not what I meant," Huo Mian objected.
"Then it's settled. I'll come and get you tonight. You don't need to bring anything; I have everything ready at my place." Without waiting for Huo Mian's reply, Qin Chu turned around and left.
Staring at his tall, broad back as he walked away, Huo Mian let out a light sigh.
It's been seven years. His bossiness and stuck-up attitude hadn't changed a bit. If anything, it had gotten worse.
However, moving in with him...was that really okay? Wasn't he living with his parents?
She had already met the Qin couple many years ago. They borderline hated her.
She didn't like them, either. After Uncle Jing's death, she had began viewing Qin Chu's parents as Uncle Jing's murderers.
Huo Mian couldn't imagine what it would be like to live under the same roof as the people she held a grudge against.
Qin Chu arrived at his office five minutes before the meeting was set to begin.
He walked straight into the conference room. Picking up the documents his assistant had handed him, he flipped through the pages, then listened to the executives from each of the departments make their reports.
An hour later, the meeting ended. Qin Chu didn't say a word, from beginning to end.
"Mr. Qin, the meeting is pretty much wrapped up. Is there anything you'd like to add?" Yang asked cautiously.
Qin Chu slowly closed the file he was holding, and then scanned the room.
One after the other, the executives lowered their heads, not daring to meet their boss's gaze for fear of making a mistake.
"Inform the Finance Department to double all corporate employees' pay for this month."
"Mr. Qin, this" The good news came so suddenly that Yang was at a loss for words.
The other executives all wore dumbfounded expressions as well. Was today a special day of some sort?