Chapter 79: Your death is coming soon
Chapter 79 Your death is coming soon
The word “mistress” stimulated Xu Xiaomin’s sensitive nerves.
There were footsteps coming, and Xu Xiaomin couldn't say any more, "I understand, please be careful and don't let her catch you."
“I know, little sister Min.”
Hang up the phone, Xu Xiaomin immediately deleted the call history.
She crossed her arms across her chest, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes, little madman, your death is coming soon.
Let’s see how long you can remain arrogant!
Thousands of thoughts go back and forth, but it only takes a few seconds.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a calloused hand held her chin, "Come here."
"Yes, sir."
Xu Xiaomin lowered his eyes and had to devote himself to this old man as much as possible.
…
It was already afternoon when I came out of the spa room.
Wearing a bathrobe, Soph was taken to the cloakroom. The three women who measured her measurements last night stood there waiting quietly with two sets of gorgeous dresses in their hands.
“Little madman, this is the dress you and the young master need to wear when attending the dinner party tonight. You try it on first.”
Su Fu nodded indifferently. She could not easily disobey Shangguan Ling's order.
Who knows when that unstable **** will turn against him.
The white dress, the exquisite fishtail design, and the floor-length skirt made her look like an ancient Greek goddess with a noble temperament, nobility and inviolability.
Soph turned around twice in front of the floor-length mirror and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, that's it."
“Okay, let’s try on the makeup first.”
Soph frowned slightly. She had been at the mercy of others all day, and her patience was running low.
“Isn’t it evening yet? Trying on any makeup is just a waste of my time.”
After leaving the words, Su Fu changed out of her dress, turned around and left the cloakroom.
Although the maids had objections, they did not dare to stop her and could only watch her leave.
In the study room.
Shangguan Ling took the document from Jiang Chuan, picked up the pen and signed his name on the document.
The vigorous and powerful font is just like his person, cold and aloof.
Closing the document, Shangguan Ling closed the cap of his pen and asked, "How are you preparing for the little madman?"
“Back to the young master, the little madman is still trying on the dress and makeup.”
Raising his hand and glancing at his watch, Shangguan Ling said with a knowing look in his eyes, "Bring her here."
"yes."
Going to the cloakroom, Jiang Chuan found that Su Fu was not there, so he went to Shangguan Ling's bedroom and found her catching up on her sleep.
He called two maids, lifted her off the bed and took her to the study.
Su Fu glared angrily at the man sitting on the executive chair, "Shangguan Ling, are you finished yet? Are you going to let me sleep?"
“Are you sleep-deprived?”
Su Fu was about to say yes, but the words were spinning in her head. Why did she feel so wrong?
“You go out first.”
The maid bowed her head and backed away: "Yes, young master."
Jiangchuan closed the door carefully and stood waiting at the door of the study.
"Can you dance?" Shangguan Ling held a cigarette between his fingertips and held it in the corner of his lips. He narrowed his eyes and lowered his head slightly to light the cigarette.
"have no idea."
Her memory is gone, how does she know if she will?
This question is really profound.
“Give it a try.”
"What?"
Shangguan Lingying frowned fiercely. Is she mentally retarded?
Don’t understand the literal meaning?
As the waltz music played, Shangguan Ling dusted off the ashes and held the cigarette in the corner of his lips, his posture was evil and captivating.
He took Su Fu's hand and said, "I'll teach you."
(End of this chapter)
