I Become A CEO After Divorce novel Chapter 18

　　When he met Yanis's defensive eyes, Zane narrowed his eyes, then reached out and pulled the quilt over to one side, rolling Yanis right into it.

　　As Zane was about to speak, the doorbell came from downstairs.

　　Zane glanced at Yanis , "Stay honest."

　　After that Zane turned around and walked out of the bedroom, closed the door and went downstairs.

　　After opening the door, Zane looked at Neve standing in the doorway and frowned slightly, "What are you doing here?"

　　Neve went straight past Zane and entered the door, carrying a thermos box in his hand, "I told you to cook ginger tea for you, I'm a little unfamiliar with this side, so I cooked it at home and brought it here."

　　Neve put the thermos on the coffee table in the living room and then looked at Zane, who was still standing in the doorway, and said softly, "Zane, what are you waiting for? Come and drink it while it's hot."

　　Zane turned and walked to the living room, looked at the ginger tea Neve had placed on the coffee table, and said in a light voice, "Leave it, I'll drink it later."

　　"But when it's cold ......"

　　"I'm hot myself." Before Neve could finish her sentence, Zane interrupted her.

　　Neve froze, then put the lid back on, "Then you can drink some later."

　　Zane.

　　The atmosphere was inexplicably quiet as each of the two sat on one side.

　　Neve looked up at Zane, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Zane, when are you going to check in with Miss Thompson?"

　　Zane flicked his eyebrows after hearing Neve's words, "Whenever you're free."

　　Neve nodded, "Zane , do you think I should send Miss Thompson something? After all, she's had a hard time over the years."

　　At that, Zane wrinkled his brow, "Don't worry about these things, I'll let Albi take care of it."

　　"Zane , I don't mean anything else, I just want to share a little something for you."

　　Zane raised a hand and pinched his brow, "You drove here by yourself?"

　　"I was afraid of spilling the soup, so I asked the driver to send me here."

　　In fact, the insulation box in the car tightened the lid, and how will spill?

　　But it has a purpose.

　　But Neve's calculations are still unreal.

　　Because right after she said that, Zane's phone rang.

　　The call came from Albi, saying that the bed movers were coming and were at the door.

　　Hanging up the phone, Zane got up and went to open the door.

　　"Mr. Lawrence."

　　Zane nodded and sidled away, lifting his finger in the direction of the guest bedroom, "The bed is in there, move it out."

　　The two men standing at the door nodded, "Okay." The two porters walked directly toward the guest bedroom.

　　Neve looked to Zane and asked softly, "Zane , what's wrong?"

　　Zane responded, "The bed is broken, tell them to move out."

　　Neve looked at Zane with some confusion, "Zane, how can the guest bed be broken if no one is sleeping in it?"

　　"Yanis is crushed."

　　In fact, the bed in the guest bedroom is not broken, but may be because of time, lying on some sound, and Zane so let people come to move the bed out, there is another plan.

　　Neve looked at Zane , and asked, "Miss Thompson slept in the guest bedroom?"

　　Zane responded vaguely, then looked up at Neve, "I'll have Albi take you back later."

　　Neve doesn't even have a rebuttal.

　　Originally before coming she thought of staying in the guest bedroom first, late at night, the lonely man and woman have things that are certainly water to the ditch.

　　She just never expected that Zane would be so coincidental as to have the bed moved out in front of her.

　　"Mr. Lawrence , this bed is not ......"

　　The porter who went in didn't see that the bed was broken, so he wanted to ask Zane if he was sure it was this bed, but before he could finish his sentence, when he met Zane's cold eyes, his words turned and became, "Mr. Lawrence, should we just move it and throw it away?"

　　Zane.

　　"Good ...... good."

　　Soon two porters moved the bed, along with the mattress and nightstand, all out.

　　Because when the bed is removed, the movement is inevitably a little loud.

　　But directly across the street is the master bedroom upstairs.

　　So naturally Yanis heard the commotion, hesitated, rolled out of bed and prepared to go downstairs to take a look.

　　And in the living room, Neve just got up and sat down naturally beside Zane.

　　"Zane , the two streamlined portraits that Miss Thompson painted at the event venue today, let's decorate and hang them in the room then, shall we?" Neve said softly.

　　"It's up to you."

　　Neve laughed and reached for Zane's arm, "By the way, did you get the portrait back?"