C69

"Take a bath and sleep."

Mo Ziran raised his eyebrows when he heard it, quickly got out of the bed, and casually pulled Zhao Xi up. Zhao Xi was suspicious, why was he so easy to talk to?

Mo Ziran used his foot to kick open the bathroom door, carried Zhao Xi in and kicked the door shut, and sealed all the sounds inside: "Don't even think about it!"

Mo Ziran walked to her side, grabbed her arm and pointed at the person in the mirror: "Look at your dressing, what are you putting on for a girl? And your clothes, why are you opening up such a big piece of it behind your back? And your shoulders, can't you cover them? Change it for me! "

After Zhao Xi heard his words, she was immediately dissatisfied. "Uncle Mo, are you really that old-fashioned?"

Mo Ziran's eyes were blazing with fire!

"What did you say?!" It was as if every word was squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth.

Zhao Xi ruffled her hair: "This is what I wore to the press conference as well."

She still dared to mention the press conference!

Mo Ziran picked Zhao Xi up and threw him onto the bed, then kissed her hard. Her big hands wandered over her body, trying to vent her anger.

As Zhao Xi wiped the honey off her lips, she shifted her lips away in dissatisfaction and turned to face him, her hot lips nibbling on her collarbone and chest. Zhao Xi wanted to push him away, but the hand on his shoulder didn't have the slightest strength.

After a while, Mo Ziran raised his head in satisfaction and laughed: "Done."

Zhao Xi was startled, what was done?

Mo Ziran fixed his shirt, stood in front of the mirror and buttoned it up once again. Zhao Xi also walked in front of the mirror.

What the hell!

There were several deep red marks on her shoulders and chest. It was very obvious on her fair skin that the part of her gown that was torn off could not be worn anymore.

"Brother Ziran!" Zhao Xi was so embarrassed that she almost died. She glared at Mo Ziran and said, "This gown is also very expensive, okay!" It was the new dress that Klaus had just brought!

Mo Ziran caressed her hair and messed up her hair, "Don't worry, this is all just small money, Brother Ziran can afford it."

"…" It's not like she broke the dress!

"Also, wash your face. What do you wear at such a young age?" Mo Ziran wiped her lips and said disdainfully, "It doesn't taste good at all!"

"…" Zhao Xi fiercely stomped her heels on the ground, "I'll go and put on a set of sportswear!"

Mo Ziran's eyes lit up: This is really a good idea.

He went to the four large closets outside the bedroom and looked around. "What color? "How about black?"

"…" Zhao Xi threw herself onto the bed, "Hack me to death!"

Under Mo Ziran's deliberate disturbance, in the end, Zhao Xi only wore a pink princess style dress, covering her shoulders and neck tightly.

The 10-centimeter high heels were also replaced by a three-centimeter Princess pair of shoes. Her style had completely changed and she did not put on any makeup.

Mo Ziran wore a white shirt, on the outside, he casually wore a thin jacket, and his body was tall. He held Zhao Xi's hand in one hand, and casually stuffed the other into his pocket as he brought her into the car.

Zhao Xi's high heels were shorter by more than half, and she could only raise her head to look at Mo Ziran. His features were handsome, and the profile of her face was as delicate as a sculpture.

It was just a silhouette, but it seemed extremely reserved.

Zhao Xi silently sighed, he was indeed more good-looking than Ye Qing Qing.

Uncle Zhang was already waiting at the door. When he saw them come out, he immediately opened the car door. There were five black cars behind him and beside him were his bodyguards.

Zhao Xi was a little hesitant. "Actually, there's no need for so many people to send me off today …"

Wait until someone sees it, what will it look like …

"They gave it to me." Mo Ziran said as a matter of fact. He raised his hand and stuffed Zhao Xi into the car.

Zhao Xi looked at his fluid movements in a daze. "Didn't you not need to go to work today? Today is the weekend. "

Why was he going to the company? Was it for that girl?

Mo Ziran's expression did not change, but his voice was magnetic yet pleasant to hear: "I'll send you off."

"…"

Zhao Xi fell silent, the carriage was for him, and he was giving them to her, so what was the difference?!

The car drove into a villa complex according to the address that Ye Qing Qing had given her. Zhao Xi looked at the villas through the window and asked curiously, "Compared to your villa, all of these …"

"Why?" Mo Ziran immediately replied, the anticipation in his eyes was like he was waiting for praise.

Zhao Xi turned her head and smiled sweetly: "It's more delicate."

Mo Ziran's face became ugly: My villa isn't exquisite? Fang Han's villa is already exquisite? "

"Your villa is too big. Only the smaller items can be considered exquisite." Zhao Xi said casually.

Mo Ziran's villa took up more space than this entire villa, so how could it be considered exquisite? It was clearly corruption …

The car stopped in front of a white villa and Zhao Xi was about to get off, but she was stopped by Mo Ziran: "You must think of an adjective to describe my villa!"

"..." Zhao Xi was silent for a moment, after looking at Mo Ziran's expression, she swallowed the words' upstart ', "magnificent."

Mo Ziran was satisfied, he pulled Zhao Xi and gave her a fierce kiss, biting on her lips for a good while before he let go of her, "Go, I'll come and get you when it's over."

"Alright." Zhao Xi obediently got out of the car, bent down and waved at Mo Ziran through the window, his lips still had Mo Ziran's burning heat, she smiled, he was in a good mood, Mo Ziran liked her very much.

Zhao Xi turned around and looked at the villa. The wooden fence surrounded the garden and a few maids were waiting for the guests at the entrance. The place was green right in front of her eyes and the British-style house was at the back of the garden.

Did Ye Qing Qing like this style too?

The husband sang along with the wife?

Zhao Xi's mind was in a mess. Before he even walked out a few steps, Ye Qing Qing, who was standing in the middle of the garden, saw her, and waved at Zhao Xi. Ye Qing Qing came over: "Zhao Xi, I thought you would really not come."

Just now, Mo Ziran had stopped her at home for a long time just to get clothes, how could it not be late?

Zhao Xi was a little embarrassed: "Am I late?"

"Not that long ago, and at the beginning, I was waiting for you here. If you don't come soon, I'll call you," Ye Qing Qing said as he waved the phone in his hand, signaling Zhao Xi, "It's good that you're here, let's go in."

Zhao Xi nodded, and then subconsciously turned her head back to look at the car parked outside the villa. Bugatti was still standing in his original position, and although it was obvious that he couldn't see the person inside, Zhao Xi thought that she saw Mo Ziran smiling at her, and so she also laughed happily.

The smile on Mo Ziran's face deepened as he stared at Zhao Xi.

Ye Qing Qing followed Zhao Xi's gaze and looked over, "Zhao Xi, your convoy is too exaggerated." Every single one of them was a global limit, who the heck was Zhao Xi?

Zhao Xi immediately changed the topic and pulled Ye Qing Qing inside: "Your house is very beautiful, very clean and comfortable."

"This is not my home, it's Han's home." Ye Qing Qing said casually.

Zhao Xi stood in place: "Ah?"

Ye Qing Qing looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong? Shouldn't you be more familiar with the cold? "

Familiarity was one thing, coming to his house to participate in the feast was another. Zhao Xi immediately wanted to leave, she was invited by Ye Qing Qing, not Fang Han.

Ye Qing Qing held her arm and walked inside: "It's okay, you can relax, it's really a family feast, there's only friends, no one else's, no matter if it's my family or Han's home."

There was a sense of hostess in her words, full of intimacy.

Helpless, Zhao Xi could only bite the bullet and enter: "If I did anything wrong, you have to remind me."

"Relax, relax." Ye Qing Qing looked behind him as she spoke, and realised that the few cars were still parked at the entrance, and the expression in her eyes became even more complicated.

In the main hall of the mansion, there was a long table with dishes on it on the table in front of the walls. Everyone was chatting in the middle of the living room.

Fang Han stood beside his father and faced the middle-aged men, "Uncle, I still need to wait for my marriage. I still want to focus all my attention on the company."

"Your press conference was quite successful, and you've put in a lot of effort." The middle-aged man praised with a smile.

Fang Han wore a white suit, looking refined and elegant. "Should I say that this is just the beginning?"

The middle-aged men started laughing. Fang Han looked up and saw Ye Qing Qing and Zhao Xi, who was walking in with a smile on her face, and said, "Qing Qing seems to have brought a friend over. I'll go take a look."

Fang Han's father, Fang Zhengqi, also saw them and also laughed: "Alright, go."

Although there were a lot of people, Fang Han was still very eye-catching. Ye Qing Qing and Zhao Xi both saw him, hence they stopped and waited. Although Fang Han's smile was still warm, his eyes were dark and deep: "Zhao Xi?"

Ye Qing Qing laughed: "I was the one who asked Zhao Xi to come. T-Y's press conference was so successful, she definitely deserved the credit, and of course I should thank her properly. Moreover, we're already friends, so it's only right that we come."

"Fang Han." Zhao Xi greeted her. Seeing that Fang Han did not seem to know that she was coming, she decided to speak with Fang Han first. She had thought that Ye Qing Qing would say it.

"Xiao Han, is this your friend?" A middle-aged noble lady walked over with a graceful posture.

Ye Qing Qing laughed: "Mom, her name is Zhao Xi, she's my friend and also the design director of Fang Han's company. I've invited her to play with me."

Fang Han also smiled politely.

Zhao Xi suddenly realized that this should be Ye Qing Qing's mother, so she obediently said: "Hello, Auntie."

Mother Ye sized Zhao Xi up from head to toe. Although one could not tell which company owned the brand she was wearing, one could tell that it was definitely worth a lot.

Both the fabric and the cutting were extremely expensive, just like how they were custom-made personally.