This Qingqing is simply a scourge on the world, and he will definitely prevent her from stepping into S City again!
Qiao Yimo was going to go downstairs to eat something, but when she left, she heard the curse again. She tugged at the corner of her mouth, turned and walked to the man, stopped and glared at him. Lock the door.
Leng tired: "........."
He... just now, which sentence offended Momo again?
The man stood there with a bewildered expression, looking at the closed door, not knowing what he had said wrong.
Go back to the room.
With a sneer at the corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth, he took out his cell phone and made a call.
"I'm Qingqing, I want to see your pavilion master, and see you in the teahouse tomorrow evening at six o'clock! Nothing is allowed, I only see you pavilion master! Remember, there are my eyeliners around S City."
Qiao Yimo hung up the phone without waiting for someone on the other end to ask questions.
Qiao Yimo squeezed the phone tightly, a trace of evil aroused in his heart.
She felt relieved at the thought of the man's dark face.
*
The person in Mo Runge's reception room was holding his cell phone with a puzzled expression on his face.
Qingqing?
Qingqing actually asked to meet the patron?
How could Qingqing suddenly want to meet the pavilion master?
What is good about the two rivals? Are you going to fight and wipe out Morun Pavilion in one fell swoop?
The people in the communication room didn't understand her thoughts, and quickly dialed Bohua's phone.
The cold house study.
Bo Hua relayed the words of the reception room to Leng Juo's ears: "Master Juo, Qingqing asked to see you at the teahouse at six o'clock tomorrow evening."
"Qing Qing?"
Leng Juo was closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows, and when he heard the words Qing Qing, he immediately opened his eyes, and a dangerous color flashed under his eyes.
Qingqing?
How could he suddenly want to meet himself?
And we meet separately.
Bo Hua saw the blood in the man's eyes and reminded: "She asked you to appear alone, and also said that S City is her eyeliner."
Leng Juo heard the words, his fists were slightly squeezed.
Hmph, he is the number one man in power in Asia, how can he meet a young writer when he meets him?
And also threatened not to bring anything?
How old is Qing Qing?
The man's thin lips twitched lightly, and he pulled out a cold smile.
"Master Tiong, in this case, let me say no for you." Bo Hua was cold and tired, so he simply suggested to reject Qing Qing's unreasonable request.
The man didn't speak, but just nodded.
Bo Hua nodded, then turned and exited the room.
Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind, "Stop."
Bo Hua turned his head and saw the red-eyed man sitting on the desk trembling slightly, and respectfully said, "Master Tiong, what else do you want?"
When the voice fell to the ground, the man coughed and said, "See you."
He wanted to see what medicine was sold in this cunning woman's gourd!
"Yes."
Bo Hua hesitated for a while, "Should I tell Miss Qiao about this?"
Leng Juan heard the words, was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I will tell her."
"Yes"
Then there was a faint sound of closing the door.
I don't know what the Qingqing is playing! Genius remembers for a second
Momo has been jealous of him until now. If she knew that she was meeting with other women alone, would she just run away from home and never come back?
When Leng Tiong thought of this, his head buzzed and it hurt.
*
The next day.
Wednesday is school day again.
Qiao Yimo got up to wash and prepare to go downstairs to eat. JrNovels.com