Chapter 60: Collusion
Shu Manxue looked at Shen Mushi behind the desk with a slightly cold face, and behind him, the assistant kept apologizing with an apologetic face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Shen Mushi pursed her lips, her eyebrows tightened, and she glared at the assistant coldly, and then waved her hand to ask her to step back.
There was a sudden silence in the office, except for the sound of rain outside the window.
Shu Manxue slowly raised her usual soft smile on her face, reached out and stroked the long hair that fell in front of her shoulders, stepped on her high heels, and walked gracefully towards the sofa on one side, not caring at all about the cold eyes looking at her.
Shen Mushi pursed her lips, with an unceremonious expulsion on her bright face, "We're not familiar enough to sit down and chat, I'm busy!" ā
Shu Manxue, who was sitting on the sofa, put her legs together, clasped her hands on her knees, raised her eyes to look at the unhappy woman, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, "You are wrong to say so, we have a common enemy, and this alone is worth talking about." ā
Squinting slightly, biting her bright red lips, she heard the meaning of her words, a glimmer flashed in Shen Mushi's eyes, and then her eyes sank, she snorted coldly, and her tone was full of sarcasm, "What do you think about Ziqian, I can see it at a glance, what good do you want to find me to deal with that woman together?" ā
Shu Manxue's face was slightly cold, she pursed her lips, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but it was fleeting. She curled her lips lightly, and her smile was mocking, "Only by removing Bei Xiaorou from Brother Ziqian's side, can we have a chance to get him, such a clear fact, I don't understand how you can't see clearly." ā
Shen Mushi's face stiffened, staring at the naked mockery in her eyes, pursing her lips, and there was a trace of annoyance in her eyes, but she didn't get angry, but lowered her eyes and pondered.
Schumann had a cold smile in her eyes, did not open her mouth to urge, turned her head to look at the curtain of rain outside the half-open window, and the corners of her lips raised a confident arc, as if she expected her to agree to cooperate.
After a while, Shen Mushi raised her eyes, and there was a cold light in her eyes.
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The city at night, against the backdrop of neon lights, is blurry and beautiful. The streets are lit up by street lamps and signboard lights, and pedestrians shuttle through them, mixed with the traffic coming and going.
Turning an intersection, Bei Xiaorou looked at the Sophia Hotel standing not far away, blinked her long eyelashes, and stepped across the road.
The mobile phone rang suddenly, she stood by the entrance of the hotel vestibule, took out her mobile phone, and after seeing the caller ID, the sweet smile on the corner of her lips hid her unconscious sorrow.
At the same time as pressing the answer button, the man's familiar low voice came into his ears, "Now I'll go and pick you up for dinner." ā
A trace of chagrin and apology flashed in her eyes, she pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time and said softly: "Ziqian, I can't leave here, I'm sorry, okay another day?"
After the man was silent for a moment, he made a low voice of disappointment, which made Bei Xiaorou feel a little more apologetic, and at the same time, a sense of anxiety after lying swelled up, and she was slightly uneasy in her heart.
After hanging up the phone, she looked down at the phone screen, and after tapping her slender fingers, a text message appeared in front of her.
Since the magazine's incident, she hadn't seen Zhuo Yuanhang again, and she hadn't had time to thank him in person, so today she suddenly received a text message from him asking to meet, although she was a little surprised, but agreed after a little hesitation.
It's just that why did he ask himself to meet at the hotel? A strange feeling vaguely floated in her heart, but then she didn't think about it anymore, and she left it behind.
And Lei Ziqian, who was rejected by the invitation, sat in the office on the top floor of the hotel, looking down at the screen that had already darkened, pursing his lips lightly, with a touch of disappointment in his eyes.
Shu Manxue, who was sitting opposite, saw him like this, and his eyes were mixed with unexpected joy and a hint of jealousy that passed quickly.
She lowered her eyes, raised her wrist slightly to look at the time, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, and then she raised her eyes, pouted slightly, and looked at him with pleading, "Brother Ziqian, you can meet my friend who has admired you for a long time, okay?" ā
Putting the phone back in his pocket, Lei Ziqian stood up, looked at her with dark eyes, walked to her side, reached out and tapped her forehead, pursed his lips and whispered: "Let's go!" ā
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his face, Shu Manxue hurriedly stood up and walked out side by side with him.
Stepping out of the elevator, Pei Xiaorou walked down the carpeted walkway, the warm corridor light poured down, and the beautiful oil paintings on the walls exuded an elegant artistic atmosphere.
The sound of footsteps sounded low in the quiet hallway, and she stopped in front of the only door on the entire floor, reaching for the doorbell. Not long after, the door slowly opened, and Zhuo Yuanhang, who was dressed in a straight suit, had a slightly cold face, and the whole person looked a little cold, which made her look up and slightly surprised.
And after seeing that it was her, Zhuo Yuanhang's expression was obviously stunned, "Xiaorou, why are you here?" ā
Bei Xiaorou blinked, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and the soft noise was full of doubts, "Brother Zhuo, you sent a message to ask me to come, don't you remember?" ā
Zhuo Yuanhang's expression was even more surprised, he frowned, and the obvious question in his eyes made Bei Xiaorou feel a strange feeling in her heart, she bit her lip and asked, "Didn't you send me a message?" ā
Seeing that he shook his head in denial, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and flipped to the message sent by his number to show him. took her mobile phone and looked over, Zhuo Yuanhang's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.
Handing the phone back to her, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the clear noise brought a touch of anger, "I'm here because Shen Mushi said that there is something very important to say about you." ā
"Shen Mushi? But the message is clearly from your number. Looking up at him slightly, Bei Xiaorou frowned, only to feel that the doubts in her heart were getting bigger and bigger.
Squinting slightly, Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes were thoughtful, and after thinking for a while, his pupils shrank, and his handsome face condensed for a moment, obviously guessing what all this was about.
And Bei Xiaorou, who didn't know the reason, although she felt the weirdness of the matter, she really couldn't figure out what was going on.
She shook her head, temporarily put aside the doubts in her heart, tilted her head slightly, her eyes looked at the man with a hesitant face with sincere gratitude, "Brother Zhuo, thank you really for your help in the last magazine!" ā
Raising his eyebrows slightly, staring at her more and more delicate face under the reflection of the light, Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes had a scorching glimmer, which made Bei Xiaorou's heart tremble slightly.
She took a slight step back, "Since it's a misunderstanding, then I'll go first!" ā
She turned around and wanted to leave, but her arm was suddenly grabbed, and she turned her head in surprise.