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The people who were originally noisy and having fun all restrained themselves after Leng Muchiao came in. After all, no one dared to act arrogantly in front of investors.
"Mr. Leng."
Zhong Jiayi leaned over and took Leng Muxiao's hand, but he quietly pulled her away.
"what's the topic?"
The stern man picked up a glass of whiskey, and through the glass, the man's long and strong fingers were reflected.
How happy it would be if I could be touched by these hands.
Zhong Jiayi's assistant was stunned. Zhong Jiayi glared at the assistant fiercely.
What the hell?
Dare she be arrogant to her man?
The little assistant turned pale with fright. She knew that she had made Zhong Jiayi angry, so she immediately added:
"We just talked about Jiayi's L-couture dress that was robbed. It was for attending Harper's Bazaar. If she can't borrow it, she will definitely be laughed at by her opponent."
"Xiaoye, why are you so ignorant? How can you talk about such a trivial matter in front of Mr. Leng?"
Zhong Jiayi scolded the assistant coquettishly, then gave Leng Muxiao a gentle smile, "It's okay, I can handle it."
"If you don't want to borrow it, then buy it."
"Contact Zhang Dong."
That was the L family, and the level of high-end clothing purchased and loaned were completely different. When she wore the high-end clothing she bought, the hot search headlines were definitely hers.
Zhong Jiayi covered her mouth in emotion, "Mr. Leng, this is too expensive."
"Actually, the company has already contacted me with a few that I can borrow, so I don't have to buy them."
Leng Muchiao was generous and would definitely buy it for her. She said this simply because she wanted Leng Muchiao to know that she was a frugal and good wife.
"You don't have to save it for me."
Leng Muchiao didn't care about a small amount of money.
She could call Leng Muxiao over with just one phone call, and since Leng Muxiao doted on her so much, Zhong Jiayi had other ideas.
She said delicately: "It's such a waste to only wear it once. I heard that Madam Leng's birthday is coming soon, why don't I go and celebrate her birthday?"
Even Luo Xiaoyi's concubine can go. Leng Muxiao dotes on her so much that he will definitely agree.
Looking at her with clear eyes, the man's mouth still had a slight curve in it, and he said in a tone as affectionate as a lover, "What is your identity?"
"I..." There was a bang in Zhong Jiayi's head, and she remembered the words Luo Xiaoyi always mentioned, mistress.
Although Leng Muxiao's tone was affectionate, she felt chills all over her body. She knew that this was a precursor to Leng Muxiao's anger.
"I'm just afraid of wasting it."
"I won't go."
She promised again and again, just because she was afraid that Leng Muxiao would be angry.
"What's the rush? I didn't say anything."
"Saving money for my wallet is what Mrs. Leng has to do, not you."
"If you need anything else, just tell Zhang Dong."
Zhong Jiayi turned pale after hearing these seemingly pampering and generous words.
These words seemed to tell me that it was impossible for her to be Mrs. Leng.
Did Luo Xiaoyi gossip in front of Leng Muxiao?
It must be, otherwise Leng Muchiao wouldn't embarrass himself in front of so many people.
"Yes, I understand my position."
Zhong Jiayi lowered her head, seemingly obedient, but in fact she hated Luo Xiaoyi so much.
The purpose of Leng Muchiao's trip was just to beat Zhong Jiayi, and he didn't stay long.
When the others saw Leng Muchiao leaving, they also realized that the atmosphere was not right, and they all found excuses to run away.
Only Zhong Jiayi and the assistant were left in the box.
"ah!"
Zhong Jiayi threw everything on the table to the ground with a ping-pong-pong bang. Fortunately, the music covered it, otherwise people would definitely be brought in.
The little assistant was frightened, and she advised: "Jiayi, don't do this, you will be scrawled by the paparazzi again later if people know about it."
"That bitch Luo Xiaoyi went to chat with Leng Muxiao. Why can she, a second cousin, go, but I can't?"
"Okay, Mrs. Leng's position is not mine, but it won't be Luo Xiaoyi's either."
Zhong Jiayi wiped off the water droplets on her face, "How is that woman doing?"
The woman is Luo Xiaoyi's aunt.
Zhong Jiayi asked her to contact her before.
"That woman is still thinking about it."
"She doesn't seem to believe it."
Didi, a text message came in to Zhong Jiayi’s phone.
When she saw what was in the text message, she finally smiled.
One of her classmates works at the Civil Affairs Bureau. She asked him to check something, and he just gave her the result.
"Send this to that woman, she'll know what to do."
The assistant looked at what Zhong Jiayi sent and saw that it was a divorce agreement.
It has the signatures of Leng Muchiao and Luo Xiaoyi, so they are really divorced?
...
On grandma's birthday, Luo Xiaoyi went there by herself.
She knew that Leng Muchiao would take Zhong Jiayi there, and he had even prepared L's haute couture for Zhong Jiayi.
And what she wore was just the appropriate arrangement by Special Assistant Zhang.
"Xiao Yi, why did you come here by yourself? Mu Xiao didn't accompany you?"
Grandma Leng learned from the servant that Luo Xiaoyi was coming and immediately came out to pick her up.
But he didn't see Leng Mu Xiaoren, and he was filled with resentment, "What's going on? He has to work overtime on my birthday?"
Grandma Leng’s only dissatisfaction with this grandson that everyone praised was that he always worked overtime, as if he were a robot. The family didn’t have any money, so there was no need for him to risk his life to make money.
"No, Mu Xiao just went to pick up a friend."
Luo Xiaoyi was worried that Zhong Jiayi's appearance would irritate Grandma Leng, so she wanted to prepare her mentally in advance.
"What kind of friend is more important than my wife?"
Grandma Leng was even more dissatisfied.
"I also want to know who is worthy of me picking up."
Leng Muchiao was dressed in a sapphire blue suit and walked towards him.
Zhilan Yushu is so handsome that it attracts a lot of attention.
Is there no one else around him?
Zhong Jiayi didn't come?
Luo Xiaoyi's face was full of surprise.
She was afraid that they had other plans and she couldn't keep up, so she gently grabbed Leng Muxiao's hand, stood on tiptoes, and whispered softly: "Where is Zhong Jiayi? Why aren't I with you?"
As soon as she got closer, the faint scent of orchids lingered on her nose.
It was a taste he was familiar with and liked.
My throat feels a little itchy for no reason.
Leng Muxiao coughed twice, "She didn't come."
"???"
"What's wrong with you? What day is it? How could I let her come over?"
"That's not who she is."
The two of them had a bit of a quarrel and broke up before, but today, seeing that Xiao Yi was so worried about Zhong Jiayi's arrival, as if he was afraid that his position would be shaken, Leng Muxiao felt a little better.
That's also true. Many of the Leng family's branches present today can easily be framed. Just like the first time she was harmed, she was infamous and her reputation is still not very good.
Leng Muchiao really cherishes Zhong Jiayi.
"Okay, grandma knows that you two have a good relationship, but now can you help grandma entertain the guests?"
More and more people came. Grandma Leng smiled and asked the two to do things. In fact, she wanted them to show off in front of the guests and confirm her identity to Luo Xiaoyi.
