My Beloved's Choice Woman

Meet Zein

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"OKs. So we'll survey the place later."

"Ready. I'll call Zico to set the schedule" Zein said.

Zello and Zein both walked out of the meeting room.

"You want lunch outside?" Fresh Zein.

"Mm .. can."

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"Dahlia, my phone seems to be left in the car seat" Veron said. Veron and Dahlia have just entered Zello's company. And Veron's ucapab just made Dahlia a tepok.

"Gosh Miss-"

"Don't complain, take it!"

"Ah yes. Oya this." Dahlia thrusts the lunchbox into Veron.

"Do you tell me to bring this." Complain Veron. If he wasn't upset with Zello, he'd want to take her. But Zello had already pissed him off, which made him lazy to take him.

"Ah no Miss. Let me just bring it." Dahlia resigned to Veron's regret. Because his name doesn't know that he's going to cook for Zello again. Hanif's favorite food speech was a essay from Dahlia.

With a quick step, Dahlia stepped foot to get out of the company looking for her car that was already in the parking area.

Veron's own views that have been lived by Dahlia are addressed to two men who stepped outside the company alias to himself as well. Zello and Zein.

The zein?

Veron swallowed his saliva and for a few minutes he smiled sweetly at those who were getting closer.

He saw the two men who were both wrapped in office clothes with a modern suit model. Both of them looked at Veron with the same eyes, eyes that seemed full of desire in it. Zein once said love, but what in Zello's eyes does that mean love?

"Lilie, are you here?" ask Zello.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Miss" said Zein.

"Lilly." Veron to Zein. Veron's chest was a little nervous with the deep gazes of Zein constantly.

"Is it from birth?" ask Zein.

Huh huh? "Yes," said Veron, realizing what he meant was his little mole that was in the area under his ear.

Zein nodded with eyes still staring in wonder at Veron.

"Lilie, did you bring food?" sela Zello's.

"Ah ..no."

"Oh, you there you go in!"

"Have Miss Lilie eaten, if we can't yet" Zein said.

"Lilie, my room!" cut Zello.

"Yes, of course. I'm tired too" Veron said quickly. "Excuse me," he continued.

"Your face reminds me of someone" Zein said instantly.

"Just she has long hair" he continued.

Although a little surprised by Zein's words, Veron had no other choice but to chuckle to cover up his nervousness.

"Well, if I were still long-haired you would definitely feel I'm your friend. Because from your gaze to me it makes me very awkward."

"Ah, sorry. I didn't mean to." Zein said sincerely.

"No problem, excuse me."

Veron got up from there, though so did not make himself feel relieved. Zein is a man who often hires it until the morning. Makes himself feel anxious.

On the other hand, Zello, who was still with Zein, abandoned his intention to have lunch together.

"I'm sorry, it seems my wife deliberately came here to eat with me. I hope you will understand it" said Zello flatly.

"Yes, okay. I also have a wife, I can understand" he said with a small oddity.

Ck. A little sneer just came out of Zello's lips.

Hm? Zein's forehead wrinkled with Zello's attitude.

"Well, if you have a wife, you can take care of your eyes." Cetus Zello's.

"meaning?"

"You don't have to look at people's wives to the extent that they do." Zello said.

"Oh." Zein was completely shocked by Zello's attitude.

"Excuse me." Zello patted Zein roughly on the shoulder and passed from there, overtaking Veron.

Upon reaching the room, Zello immediately found Veron sitting on a long sofa.

"Why not just in bed" said Zello.

"I'll fall asleep if I rest there." Although Zello sat in his great chair, his gaze continued to Veron.

Tok to tok.

"Master, Miss." Dahlia entered and approached Veron's seat.

"Miss." Dahlia put her cooking box in front of Veron.

"Kok put it here? Put there!"

"But-"

"Who did you bring that to?" veron Tidas quietly.

"Make Master."

"Judah love!"

"But Miss is his wife."

"You know what, I'm the wife. Get him ready!" Veron is busy with his phone.

Without them noticing Zello who was looking at their debate slowly drew closer towards them.

"That's what?" ask Zello.

"Oh. It's lunch for sir."

"Said Lilie she didn't bring it," said Zello, whose initial glance at the lunchbox turned to Veron, demanding an answer from her.

"I didn't bring it. Dahlia's got it." Veron spoke and saw Zello glimpsed flatly.

Zello let out a rough breath hearing Veron's reply. He saw Veron who was still with his face in the bend every talk with him.

"You cook?" say Zello again.

"The dahlia -"

"Yes Sir. Miss was very excited to cook it," said Dahlia spirit.

A rough gust of breath swung out from Veron's nose. He was lied to by Dahlia.

"All right, I'll eat it." Zello sits near Veron with the same sofa.

"Prepare!"

"Ah, fine." Dahlia swiftly opened the food box she was carrying.

"Stop Dahlia! Not you."

"Oh." Dahlia stupefied and immediately released her hand from the food.

"You can get out" Zello continued.

"Good." Dahlia quickly walked out of the room with a triumphant smile towards Veron.

Assistant no ethics (inner Veron)

"Lilly."

"Hm?"

"Prepare!"

"Ah yes." Veron leisurely prepared the food in front of Zello exactly.

"Aren't you eating?" Zello grabbed the lunchbox scooping with the stuffing full.

"Have eaten from home" Veron told a lie. He had been eating at home, but Dahlia was forbidden to eat with Zello at the office.

"Oh." Zello's hand stopped. His lips smiled cunningly. "That means your hands are idle" Zello said later.

Hm? Veron's eyes were finally fixed with the man beside him. Stare at him for a long time and finally grab Zello's lunch. Bribed him like a toddler.

"Drink!"

"Here," Veron thrust the glass into Zello.

But Zello was silent, with Veron's eyes still meaningful.

Veron shook his head lazily as he grabbed the glass, thrusting the glass into Zello's lips.

Gluttony. Gluttony.

"Thank you" Zello said later. "You're very obedient when you're angry" Zello added.

Veron refused to answer Zello's words. As Veron remembered, he had always been obedient to Zello. It's just that Veron is more frugal in talking to Zello because he is lazy.

Zello's look at Veron's face extended to Veron's neck. There was a small mole there, though it was very clear because of the white and the level of Veron's neck.

"Why?" asked Veron who was conscious with Zello's gaze. Veron raises his hair up and brings his face closer to Zello, so Zello will be more satisfied to see his mole.

The close proximity of Veron's face left Zello stunned for a moment. The scent of perfume and his body managed to make him swallow his saliva.

"No. Many people are similar in this world.If you say you do not know, you must not know. What is the point of lying. Just be careful! He already has a wife."

"Yes I know." Veron straightened his hair again.

"You know he's married."

Uh. "Know if you have to be careful means, it's not a matter of him not or already married."

"Oh."

"I'm out yeah. After that I also want to go straight home" said Veron.

"Why hurry," said Zello annoyed.

"I'm in no hurry. I do have other events besides visiting your office" Veron said.

"Lilie," said Zello.

Veron stood up from his seat and tidied up the bag he was carrying.

"You're still mad because I refuse to stay at Grandpa's house anymore."

"I'm not angry. Point."

"It seems you love Grandpa very much. Why don't you just marry her."

"What?" Veron was silent for a moment when he heard Zello say. "But that's a good idea. After ending with you. I'm gonna be Grandpa's wife."

"It looks like you'd be very proud later if I called you grandma." Zello chuckled at his own words.

Ck. "Whatever." Veron got up from the building through where Zello was sitting.

"Lilly." Zello blocks Veron's hand straight away.

"Why?" ask Veron annoyed.

"Come out and have fun!" Zello stared inside Veron, his own chest beating faster and also feeling rustled just from looking at his wife's beautiful eyes.

"Zein already has a wife, and you already have a lover. You guys are the same." Veron took off Zello's check.

"He's a lover, and you're a wife."

"It's so funny." Veron laughed crisply and passed from there.

"Yes. Life is funny." Zello Mumbles.