But she forgot whose contract it was!
Qi Longbing didn’t say anything, his handso face very gloomy as he grabbed her hand and led her straight into the car.
Hua Xiaomo’s hand was caught by him. For a mont, she tried to pull it back, but unexpectedly, he tightened his grip, sending a twinge of pain that made her furrow her beautiful brows slightly.
Qi Longbing looked at her, his smile neither cold nor warm. "You are my woman, and I warn you, don’t even think about running away! Not ever!"
Hua Xiaomo returned a knowing smile but said nothing.
「Night fell.」
Hua Xiaomo sat in Yu Bao’s gray-silver Lamborghini and quickly arrived at Chaohu Alley.
"Thank you, Mr. Yu," Hua Xiaomo said as she was about to get out of the car.
"Hua Xiaomo..." Yu Bao called out to her, seeming to have sothing to say.
Hua Xiaomo paused and looked at him. "What’s wrong?"
After a mont’s thought, Yu Bao spoke, "Today, thank you for protecting President Qi."
Hua Xiaomo was startled to hear this, naturally understanding that he was referring to the incident at "Paris Rainy Night."
She smiled and shook her head. "It was nothing, just a helping hand. Alright, I’m going now. You should also go back and rest early!"
After saying goodbye to Yu Bao, Hua Xiaomo returned ho. Her mother had already taken her dicine and gone to sleep.
Hua Xiaomo saw a note on the desk with elegant handwriting. It read:
Xiao Mo, I’m afraid I can’t co to take care of Auntie anymore. Sothing ca up at ho, and I need to go back for a while. ssage from Dong Xiaoyou.
Xiao You... Hua Xiaomo murmured the na in her heart. She really hadn’t seen her close friend in a long ti, but how could she not care about her best friend? She wanted to give her a call, but then she rembered her cellphone was still with Mo Rutian...
A hint of frustration furrowed her brows.
"What does he an by this? He even dares to keep my phone and not return it?" Hua Xiaomo muttered to herself. Never mind, I’ll get it back from him tomorrow.
「By coincidence.」
After Hua Xiaomo left, Qi Longbing, for reasons unknown—perhaps restlessness and difficulty sleeping—thought of calling her.
The call went through, but no one answered.
Qi Longbing thought for a bit and decided to send her a text ssage:
"Xiao Mo, I told you I was willing to devote myself to your art. From then on, you were my woman! You can’t escape!!
"My painting of you in that outfit, you... continue to complete it for . From Long Bing, who likes you."
The text was sent.
The receiver, Mo Rutian, had straight, plain, long hair softly draped over his cheeks and shoulders.
When Mo Rutian saw the text sent from Hua Xiaomo’s cellphone, he was quite surprised.
Starlight, as subtle and elegant as mist, seed to dance in his handso brown eyes, a slight contemplation revealed in their depths.
Mo Rutian held her wine-red smartphone in one hand and lit a cigar with the other, slowly leaning back on the comfortable, luxurious sofa, his legs crossed and propped on the coffee table.
He pondered the various intriguing ssages this text had brought.
"I really didn’t expect her to paint him wearing clothes," Mo Rutian murmured to himself, a trace of reflective brilliance on his charming and graceful face.
As he toyed with her smartphone and took a drag of his cigar, the exhaled smoke wreathed the air, mingling with his handso features and making him appear even more elegantly attractive.
At the sa ti, an unintentional darkness surfaced in those beautiful brown eyes, further elongating the shadows at their corners.
"Qi Longbing, I definitely won’t let things go your way," Mo Rutian said with an elegant smile, his thoughts sinking slightly.
「The next day, at the Qi Imperial Court.」
While Qi Longbing was out, Hua Xiaomo quickly fumbled a business card from her bag and used the company phone to call the person on it.
"Hello?" A lodious male voice ca through the phone.
"Brother Long, it’s , Xiao Mo," Hua Xiaomo said excitedly, clutching the phone. It had been such a long ti since she had heard his voice.
"...Xiao Mo? Is it really you?" Long Shangxuan sounded sowhat surprised, his phoenix eyes slightly lancholic.
Looking at this phone number, it was clearly an unusual one. Although he had never interacted with President Qi’s two secretaries, it didn’t an he was unaware of certain things. In the business world, he was extrely sensitive to all kinds of information. Especially since his company was currently involved in a bid for the other party’s advertising copy, he had to pay even more attention to every detail. But he never expected that she would be calling from this number. That confird she was currently in the rival’s CEO office.
"It’s ," Hua Xiaomo said, quickly gathering her thoughts. "Brother Long, could I ask you for a favor?"
Long Shangxuan, with graceful poise, seed to raise a speculative eyebrow over the phone. A hint of cunning glinted in his eyes as he asked, "What is it? If there’s sothing I can help with, Brother Long will definitely assist you."
"It’s just... my smartphone is still with Mo Rutian. Could you help get it back?" Hua Xiaomo said, her eyes gleaming with a soft radiance.
This was the best approach, she thought. She didn’t want to confront Mo Rutian for it; she was annoyed enough already. Who knew what sort of act he would put on to embarrass her further? Hmph! What classmate? Nothing but a scumbag, that’s what! Hua Xiaomo didn’t deign to pay him any mind.
"He didn’t return your smartphone?" Long Shangxuan asked, sowhat surprised, but he quickly seed to understand sothing.
Hua Xiaomo laughed awkwardly. "As for him... never mind, it’s not worth ntioning. Brother Long, can you help retrieve it?"
"...Yeah. No problem," Long Shangxuan answered, then asked with a laugh, "I heard from the director that you were his middle school classmate. Your relationship back then... wasn’t very pleasant, was it, Xiao Mo?"
"Uh..." Hua Xiaomo paused, then chuckled. "Brother Long, you and your director are pretty close, huh? He’s told you everything. So, actually, I don’t know him at all! Brother Long, you must help get my smartphone back, okay? It’s really important to ; I have so many acquaintances’ contact details on it."
"OK, I understand," Long Shangxuan said with a light chuckle, a shrewd glint in his eyes. "How shall I give it to you?"
"If it’s not too much trouble, could we et at the McDonald’s in Tonghua Street Xingda Mall? How about that?" Hua Xiaomo proposed after so thought.
That place was Zhou Xiyang’s shop. It was a good opportunity to also visit him and inform him about a certain soone’s situation—two birds with one stone.
"Sure!" Long Shangxuan agreed cheerfully. Just as she was about to hang up, he added another question, "Xiao Mo, where are you calling from right now?"
"I..." Hua Xiaomo froze for a mont before reflexively saying, "A public phone booth!" Ah, how embarrassing, she thought. It was the first ti she had ever lied to Brother Long.
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