"It's not your turn to question my private matters."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask. I just don't understand. Qiao Momo is a married woman. No matter how nice you are to her, she will not accept you. It will only waste your thoughts in vain. I feel sorry for you.
It’s worth it.” Cheng Xiyao sounded concerned.
"Who I want to be good to is my business." Mu Xiuhan narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.
"I know, sir, I won't care about what happened before. I did something wrong and I deserve to be punished."
"Are you done?" Mu Xiuhan stood up irritably: "It's done, let's go out."
"Sir, I...I like you, can you give me a chance to express my sincerity..."
"You are bold and direct when pursuing men, and you are not afraid of scaring men away?" Mu Xiuhan looked at her with admiration. There were many shameless people, but her kind was rare.
"A noble man like you has many things to do every day, and every second is valuable. Of course I can't waste your time. I just want to tell you my sincerity." Cheng Xiyao replied neatly, with an affectionate look on her face.
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"Yes, you have already wasted my precious time. Get out." Mu Xiuhan drove them away directly.
"Sir, if one day you feel that I am what you like, please contact me, I will always be there..."
Mu Xiuhan ignored it, turned around, and entered a room.
Cheng Xiyao's mood plummeted and she turned around secretly.
But, at any rate, she gained something today. She confessed her sincerity. As for whether the man will accept her, she just needs to go home and wait peacefully.
Cheng Xiyao was in a good mood, holding a glass of wine and standing among the women to listen to the gossip.
"That's the woman in the red dress. I just saw Boss Yuntian inserting a business card into her chest with my own eyes."
"Are you dazzled? How could the boss of Yuntian Group do such a thing?"
"I swear, I saw it right."
Cheng Xiyao immediately stared at Lu Ning, who was talking to someone not far away. She was one step ahead of her and got the business card of the boss of Yuntian Group? What is her background?
"She has such a good temperament and is beautiful. She is the type that men like."
"If she can become Boss Yuntian's guest..."
Cheng Xiyao narrowed her eyes and deliberately walked towards Lu Ning, pretending to be careless and touched Lu Ning's shoulder.
The cocktail in Lu Ning's hand spilled out, soaking her beautiful dress.
"Miss, don't you have eyes?" Lu Ning turned around and spoke coldly.
Cheng Xiyao turned around pretending not to know and blinked innocently: "You...are you talking to me?"
A hint of cruelty flashed in Lu Ning's eyes, playing tricks with her?
"You bumped into me." Lu Ning pointed to the water stains on her skirt.
Cheng Xiyao shrugged more innocently: "I didn't, you probably spilled it accidentally."
Lu Ning gritted his teeth bitterly, this woman was looking for death.
Cheng Xiyao thought she was pretending to be stupid and got through the test, and shook her long hair proudly.
Lu Ning rolled his eyes. It seemed that he was undoubtedly his love rival.
Qiao Momo waited for Mu Xiuhan to come, and he had a lot of delicious food in his hand.
"Husband, have you finished talking about your affairs?" Qiao Momo couldn't hide her joy when she saw him.
"Well, we're done talking. Are you bored here alone?" Mu Xiuhan asked gently.
"A bit..." Qiao Momo pouted. She was not bored, she was scared.
"Then I will accompany you to the beach for a walk. I heard that the scenery there is very beautiful and there is a beach."
"Really? Then let's go quickly." Qiao Momo was eager to leave here.
Mu Xiuhan immediately stood up and took her towards the garden path.
"Husband, why...you seem to be very familiar with this place?" As she walked, Qiao Momo became confused. Her husband seemed to be walking forward naturally on this winding path.
Mu Xiuhan looked surprised and immediately laughed and said, "I just asked the staff here and looked at the map."
"It can't be so familiar..."
"Your husband has a photographic memory, you don't know it yet," the man whispered in her ear, boasting triumphantly.
"Really?" Qiao Momo looked in disbelief. Is there anyone in this world who can really have a photographic memory?
"Of course it's true. I won numerous awards when I was studying." Mu Xiuhan was even more proud.
"You're so good. If I were half as good as you, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state." Qiao Momo said enviously.
"Our children will definitely inherit my advantages in the future..."
The corners of Qiao Momo's smiling mouth froze instantly.
Their children?
They won't have children.
"Honey, is there a beach in front of you?" Qiao Momo immediately pointed her finger and changed the subject.
Mu Xiuhan didn't notice that Qiao Momo avoided the topic, and a smile appeared on her thin lips: "Maybe it's here, go and have a look."
The sand was as fine as cotton. Qiao Momo took off her high heels and stepped on them. It was very comfortable.
Mu Xiuhan looked at her from the side. The water was rippling and the lights around her were reflected in it, giving her a dreamlike illusion.
Just like scenes that have appeared countless times in dreams, she is the mistress of this home, and everything here will belong to her from now on.
"Momo, do you like it here?" Mu Xiuhan asked subconsciously.
"I like it. It would be great if we could have such a private island in the future." Qiao Momo looked up at the sea and talked in her sleep.
"I will work hard to make money and strive to realize your dream as soon as possible." Mu Xiuhan immediately and firmly promised.
Qiao Momo pursed her lips and smiled, flicking his forehead with her fingers: "Silly, I'm just kidding, even if we work very hard in this life, we still can't have an island like this."
"You still have to have dreams, what if they come true?" Mu Xiuhan smiled brightly, and really wanted to tell her that she had it now.
Qiao Momo lowered her head and bent over to splash the sea water, not daring to speak any more.
How could she still have dreams? Even if she had, he would no longer be in her dreams from now on.
She didn't dare to say such cruel words as it would hurt him.
On the second floor of the banquet hall, several girls saw someone on the beach and immediately ran down, wanting to play on the beach.
The bodyguard stretched out his hand to block the way: "Sorry, this is the boss's private place and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
"But I saw someone on the beach..."
"Private venue, please go back to the lobby." The bodyguard was ruthless.
Several girls turned back in disappointment.
Cheng Xiyao sat boredly on the sofa chair, looking at the scenery outside the window, imagining that if one day she became the hostess here, then everything here would be at her disposal...
"Miss Cheng, my sister would like to ask you to come over and say a few words." A girl of sixteen or seventeen suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Xiyao.
"Who is your sister? Do I know her?" Cheng Xiyao asked lazily, squinting her eyes.
"My sister is Qiao Momo. She said she wants to talk to you about her boss."
"Really?" Cheng Xiyao stood up immediately: "Little sister, is Qiao Momo your sister?"
"Yes, if you don't believe it, forget it." Piaopiao turned around and left.
"Wait for me." Cheng Xiyao immediately lifted up her skirt and followed.
Piaopiao walked around the hall and came to the back garden. She had already stepped on it just now. This was a blind spot for surveillance. Moreover, there were bodyguards everywhere, but not here.
"What is this place? It's gloomy."
Cheng Xiyao frowned, feeling that something was strange, but it was already too late. Piao Piao suddenly reached around her back and struck a blow, causing Cheng Xiyao to fall to the ground softly.
"Damn woman, you dare to tease me, Sister Ning." Piao Piao gritted her teeth angrily, pulled out a small knife from her cute boot, pointed it at Cheng Xiyao's cheek, and quickly carved two words: "This
It’s in line with your status.”
After carving, Piao Piao stood up and left.
Lu Ning saw Piao Piao coming in from a distance, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Let them fight to the death. It just so happened that she hated both of these women.