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Now reading: Chapter 155 - 152: Does the Dish Not Suit Your Palate? from The Billionaire's Mischievous Sweetheart, a Romance novel by Love Still.

"President Qi, is the food today... not to your liking?" Aunt Wang asked cautiously.

"No." Qi Longbing had already stood up and pulled out his phone. He found the number and was about to dial when he seed to think of sothing. Instead, he dialed another number and imdiately exploded, "What’s going on? Why haven’t you arrived yet?"

"President Qi, Miss Hua is still preparing the eting materials in the office..." Yu Bao, standing outside the CEO’s office, said with considerable difficulty.

"What? Still preparing materials?" Qi Longbing couldn’t help but frown, clear displeasure etched on his handso face.

"Yes, Miss Hua has been working on it non-stop, without a single break. She also said... this is what you need for tomorrow morning, and she won’t leave work until it’s finished," Yu Bao said softly.

"Damn it!" Qi Longbing cursed and hung up.

His face turned cold, his eyes glinting with an unpredictable, dark light.

This woman is deliberately opposing , isn’t she? Damn woman!

Qi Longbing thrust his hands into his trouser pockets and paced back and forth in the living room, his stunning face reflecting an unreadable emotion.

"Very well. So you like torturing yourself, do you?" Qi Longbing sneered to himself, the corners of his beautiful lips twitching slightly. He then walked over to the dining area. "Aunt Wang, we’re not waiting any longer. Let’s eat!"

For so reason, today’s al was the most satisfying he had ever eaten.

Afterward, he quickly went alone up the cable car to the tower’s summit. Gazing at everything within the tower, that insincere smile inexplicably flashed through his mind again.

Qi Longbing couldn’t help but walk towards the nude Venus, reaching out to touch her face as if caressing the person in his heart.

A soft, resentful voice drifted through the air, the frown lines between his brows deepening. "Hua Xiaomo, I really don’t know what kind of monster you’ve beco to have so utterly entangled."

Soon, Qi Longbing swiftly took out his car keys, quickly descended from the tower’s summit, left the villa, and jumped into the black Ferrari. The car sped off, his heart soaring along with it.

「The night grew deeper.」

Inside the president’s office of the Qi Imperial Court, only the CLACK-CLACK-CLACK of rapid typing could be heard.

A ghostly black shadow entered with extrely light footsteps...

Without looking up, Hua Xiaomo said, "Mr. Yu, you can head back first. I might have to pull an all-nighter; you don’t need to stay with ."

After Hua Xiaomo finished speaking, there was no response for a long ti. She didn’t look up, rely saying indifferently, "Forget it, it doesn’t matter. If you want to stay, then stay. It’ll save you from having to explain yourself to that phantom president of yours when you get back."

Suddenly, a sinister voice echoed in the office, "Phantom president?"

Startled, Hua Xiaomo reflexively lifted her head, her gaze falling upon a shadowy figure and face under the dim yellow spotlight.

That exquisitely handso face held a hint of a cold, sinister smile—who else could it be but Qi Longbing?

"President Qi... You... What are you doing here?" Hua Xiaomo’s lips trembled, surprise welling up inside her.

Damn it, how did this guy silently float in like a ghost?

"You were just cursing , weren’t you?" Qi Longbing’s face turned colder as he approached her, his hands still in his pockets.

"I..." Hua Xiaomo managed an awkward smile, gesturing with her hands. "Even if I had a hundred tis the nerve, I wouldn’t dare curse you. I was rely describing your current state—more ethereal and stylish than even a beautiful female ghost!"

Qi Longbing listened and smiled coldly. This little woman is disobedient and unruly, yet she always manages to unwittingly please .

"Cut the flattering nonsense!"

He walked over to her and perched on the corner of her desk. "Hua Xiaomo, I don’t know if you’re genuinely foolish or just pretending to be."

Hua Xiaomo looked at him, her expression unchanging as she smiled. "President Qi, if you think I’m genuinely foolish, then I am. If you think I’m pretending, then I am. I have no objection either way."

As Hua Xiaomo spoke, her hands didn’t slow in the slightest; she continued to CLACK-CLACK-CLACK away at the keyboard.

The sound filled the space between them, inexplicably creating a hint of ambiguous tension.

Qi Longbing looked at her, then glanced at the considerable pile of eting notes still on the table, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Hua Xiaomo, there’s an easy way out, yet you insist on doing this? Are you out of your mind?"

Hua Xiaomo feigned ignorance and laughed. "If I were out of my mind, could I still be typing? Stop joking, President Qi."

"..." Qi Longbing was rendered speechless. This damn woman is even starting to run circles around with her words.

In short, she’d rather sit here typing all night than return to the villa to keep company...

Qi Longbing’s lips curved into a faint smile. He picked up a pen from her desk, twirling it between his fingers. "I heard Ms. Zhang offered to help you, but you refused?"

"Heh, lucky for I refused. Otherwise, President Qi, when you ca to check up on ... how else would you see , Hua Xiaomo, working so diligently?" Hua Xiaomo replied with an insincere smile.

Hearing this, the corners of Qi Longbing’s mouth twitched upwards. A deep, dark fire smoldered in his blue eyes for a mont before being quickly extinguished. He laughed coldly. "Very well. Since you enjoy working late so much, Miss Hua, then by all ans, continue!"

You damned masochist! Die, woman! If you want to torture yourself, go right ahead! I couldn’t care less if you live or die!

After that, he couldn’t be bothered to say another word. Flinging the pen aside, Qi Longbing coldly averted his gaze, no longer looking at her, and quickly strode out of the office.

SLAM! The door was shut forcefully, seemingly carrying an unspoken resentnt.

Hua Xiaomo watched his retreating figure, her own eyes dimming. Looking at the stack of docunts on her desk, she quickly picked one up and resud typing.

Perhaps only by doing this could I avoid thinking about all that soul-crushing nonsense.

「It wasn’t until dawn the next day that the sound of typing from the office finally ceased.」

Hua Xiaomo was exhausted, her back aching and muscles sore, but looking at the files on the computer, she soon smiled.

"Who says Hua Xiaomo has to admit defeat? Hmph! As long as I set my mind to it, there’s nothing I can’t do. No one should dare underestimate !" Hua Xiaomo declared fiercely, her eyes red from a night of accumulated fatigue.

After printing out a thick stack of docunts, she quickly wrote a note and placed it on top, along with the new phone. She set them all on Qi Longbing’s Osaka Platform, then grabbed her bag and hastily left the office.

After taking the elevator down, Hua Xiaomo encountered a young man in the lobby of the Qi Imperial Court.

"Ah, Miss Hua, I finally caught you!" The young man hurried over. "But why are you here so early?"

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