Emperor Jiuxiao took her to a private kitchen, in a small alley, and she had to get off the car and walk.

The courtyard with an elegant environment, in the courtyard is a pool of water lilies, and the fat koi fish shuttle under the lotus leaves, which is worth a lot at a glance.

Reservations are required for this meal, and there are only 10 tables a day. The boss is a southerner, wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, with lotus flowers blooming on it, elegant and noble, and his face is obviously eroded by the years, probably a person with a story.

Because Emperor Jiuxiao ordered the meal in advance, there was no need to wait for a long time. Stewed chicken with monkey's head, steamed crucian carp, stir-fried spinach, and braised tofu are all ingredients that nourish the stomach, and then paired with milky steamed buns, you can see the intentions of Emperor Jiuxiao.

Emperor Jiuxiao picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl in front of her, filled her with a bowl of chicken soup, and said, "Mu Mu, drink a bowl of chicken soup first, there is Chinese medicine in it to nourish the stomach." ”

Mu Xueran smiled and said "thank you", picked up the spoon and tasted a small bite, it was fragrant but not greasy, with an obvious taste of traditional Chinese medicine, but it did not affect the taste.

"Don't drink too much, eat something else, you have to like it, I'll bring you here often in the future." Emperor Jiuxiao put the picked fish and meat in her small plate, and sandwiched some spinach, thinking to herself, maybe he could learn to stew it for her at home.

Looking at his clean plate, Mu Xueran was a little embarrassed, "I'll come by myself, and you can eat too." ”

After lunch, there was something going on in the Emperor Jiuxiao Company, Mu Xueran thought that it would be okay to go back, so he got off the car nearby and asked him to go back first.

Chaoyang Shopping Center is the most high-end shopping mall in Kyoto, which is filled with top international brands, and the people who come here to shop are rich, and the things are also staggeringly expensive, and of course, the shopping environment and service are also first-class.

Mu Xue ran to a women's clothing store on the third floor and casually looked at the store's new products this year.

"This young lady, can I talk to you?"

Mu Xueran turned around curiously, only to see a gorgeous red in her eyes.

The gaze slowly moved up, the flaxen-colored wavy curls, a melon seed face with delicate makeup, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows all exuded the style of a mature woman, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised to reveal a seemingly elegant smile, and the eyes were full of scrutiny. The fitted red dress was paired with a pair of nine-centimeter silver high heels, giving her bumpy and slender figure at a glance.

"Do we know each other?"

"Don't worry, I just want to talk to you about the Nine Owls. I think you'll be interested. Song Zhiqing leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear.

Mu Xueran took a step back, looked at her with cold eyes, and after a while, her thin lips opened lightly, "Okay." ”

In the café on the first floor, Song Zhiqing looked at the cup of boiled water that Mu Xue had dyed, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

picked up the coffee, took a sip elegantly, and said, "My name is Song Zhiqing, I am the eldest lady of the Song Group, and I am also the personal secretary of Jiuxiao. There was still a perfect and decent smile on his lips, but when he looked at the smile carefully, it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, he looked arrogant and contrived, his chin was raised, and his expression showed a superior posture everywhere.

As the eldest lady of the Song Group in Kyoto Beicheng, Song Zhiqing has been a princess in the palm of her hand since she was a child. She thinks she is beautiful and charming, and her knowledge is also superior, she is arrogant, and her eyes are above the top, and few men can enter her eyes.

Just because the Song family has a cooperation with the emperor family, at a business reception, she met the emperor Jiuxiao, the tall and handsome man, the dream lover of countless ladies and ladies in Kyoto, and the only man she felt could be worthy of herself.

So she gave up the invitation of a foreign company and was willing to work as a small secretary at Tee's. But over the years, whether she explicitly or implicitly, he was not moved by her.

However, she hadn't seen any intimate women around Emperor Jiuxiao before, even if it was Duan Xinyu, the simple-minded White Lotus who could only pretend to be simple, she wouldn't take it seriously, so she felt that she still had a chance to become the wife of the president of the Emperor Group, and it was only a matter of time before she got that position.

But just now, she saw a young girl who was even amazed and jealous of her get out of Di Jiuxiao's car, and Di Jiuxiao smiled at her gently, and her heart suddenly became jealous, so she followed her into Chaoyang, and couldn't help but come over to investigate.

Mu Xueran looked at her with a high-minded look, and she was not annoyed, but the personal secretary?

Scold. Still said lightly: "Mu Xueran." ”

As far as she knew, there was no big family with the surname Mu in Kyoto.

When I entered Chaoyang, I was afraid that I was curious about high-end goods, and I was fat with a swollen face, just to take a look, and I couldn't even afford a cup of coffee.

Song Zhiqing looked at Mu Xueran's gaze with even more disdain, and said in a contemptuous tone: "It turned out to be Miss Mu, I don't care how you know the Nine Owls, I advise you to recognize your identity and stop pestering the Nine Owls, he is not something you can touch." ”

"Oh, what if I don't?" Although she was curious about how she knew about her relationship with Emperor Jiuxiao, it was the first time someone spoke to her like this, and Mu Xueran only felt novel.

"Miss Mu, you must be self-aware, as the ruler of the emperor's family, his family will not allow him to marry a woman with a low status, so I hope that Miss Mu can clean herself and don't think about things that don't belong to her. ”

"Well, then what?" Mu Xueran looked lazy and raised her eyebrows.

Seeing that the person in front of her was unmoved, Song Zhiqing pursed her lips, feeling a little gloomy in her heart. "I want you to leave the Nine Owls. ”

"Heh, I don't know in what capacity Miss Song asked me to leave Emperor Jiuxiao?"

"I..." Song Zhiqing's expression was gloomy for a moment, and she returned to her previous arrogance, "Miss Mu, what my identity is, it has nothing to do with you. As long as you leave the Nine Owls and never see him again, this card is yours. As he spoke, he took out a card from his bag.

Mu Xueran glanced at it, it was the first time that someone had been humiliated with money.

"It's 300,000 inside, presumably you've never seen so much money, as long as you leave Emperor Jiuxiao and leave Kyoto, all this money will be yours. ”

"300,000 Miss Song, do you look down on me? or do you look down on Emperor Jiuxiao?" Mu Xue was silent, only 300,000, and she took out more than 300,000 yuan for any work.

"You, then how much do you want?" Song Zhiqing clenched her fists, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, she knew that she must have taken a fancy to Emperor Jiuxiao's money, she had already turned on her mobile phone to record when she took the card just now, she would definitely go to Emperor Jiuxiao to reveal her true face.

"Hmm... Let me think. Mu Xueran lowered her eyes and said slowly, there was no fluctuation in her eyes, like a lake in the deep winter with a hint of coldness, raised her eyes and looked at her slightly, and said: "If Miss Song can come up with 10 million, I will consider leaving the Emperor Jiuxiao, how about it?"

"Ten million?!" Song Zhiqing suddenly raised her voice, attracting the inquiring eyes of the people around her, and began to point at them.

Mu Xueran still looked indifferent, Song Zhiqing only had chagrin and resentment, and said in her heart: Mu Xueran made a fool of herself in public, and she was really a lowly person.

"I forgot to tell you that the emperor family has arranged a fiancée for Jiuxiao, and she will be engaged soon, so what are you when the time comes?" After speaking, he didn't want to stay any longer, picked up his bag and turned to leave.

Mu Xueran looked at her embarrassed figure, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a touch of sarcasm. Is it a fiancée? Mu Xueran's expression was a little complicated, and she suddenly thought of the card on the table, forget it, since she is the secretary of Emperor Jiuxiao, let Emperor Jiuxiao give it to her again tomorrow.

After this, Mu Xueran had no intention of going to the mall and took a taxi back to the apartment.