Chapter 2671 - Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (189)

Chapter 2671: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (189)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Ruhai stood where he was and looked at Qiao Ruoxi’s back. His back was already covered in cold sweat.

It couldn’t be her!

Impossible, impossible. He was overthinking it.

Mu Yunli took Qiao Ruoxi back to the venue and left after saying goodbye.

After they left, Feng Yunan also left. Many people left one after another.

After the birthday banquet ended and everyone left, Wen Ke’er returned to her room and swept the cosmetics on the table.

She had miscalculated!

She had wanted to use the mastiff’s savage nature to attack Qiao Ruoxi, but she had neglected the most fundamental thing.

She had forgotten who had raised the snow mastiff.

Dogs were always the most loyal and most humane. Even after many years, they would not easily forget their master.

That was why it had crawled under Qiao Ruoxi’s feet at the last moment, as docile as a pug.

Wen Ke’er could not figure it out. She had spent so many years trying to get close to the dog, but it still remembered Qiao Ruoxi.

Oh my god. Impulsiveness was a devil. She had dug her own grave.

Qiao Ruoxi could only bite the bullet and ask for more. “Give me some time to think about it. I’ll tell you when I’ve thought it through. Can you help me take care of it for a few days?”

Mu Yunli already knew that she was not prepared. He smiled and said, “Okay, I’ll help you take care of it first. I can give it to you whenever you want it.”

“Thank you.”

Qiao Ruoxi was really grateful.

Later, Mu Yunli offered to treat her to supper, but Qiao Ruoxi declined.

They arrived at Blue Crescent Bay. Mu Yun politely opened the door for her, gesturing for her to alight.

“Mr. Mu, thank you for sending me back. Good night.”

“Goodnight.”

Mu Yunli smiled at her and started the engine.

Qiao Ruoxi saw Muyun off and turned to walk into the building. Before she could turn on the lights, she felt a tight grip on her waist and a pair of big hands wrapped around her body.

She thought she had run into a lecher and screamed in fear. But the man covered her mouth with his hand and whispered into her ear, “Don’t scream, it’s me.”

“!!!”

Why was it Feng Yunan?

Qiao Ruoxi’s hair stood on end.

After calming down and smelling the familiar fragrance and faint smell of tobacco, Qiao Ruoxi could basically confirm that it was him.