"What do you want to do?" The car almost rushed through the green belt, looking at Luo Qifeng's side face, Ai Yimo didn't understand how she could feel that he was very lonely and sad at this moment.

His hand on the steering wheel loosened and clenched, and the mottled neon lights shone into the car, and he was silent, as if in a daze.

After a long time, Luo Qifeng lit a cigarette, his face full of coldness. He looked at Ai Yimer, and the corners of his lips curled into an unfathomable smile: "Be my woman, from this moment on." ”

"You ......" Thinking that Luo Qifeng wanted to threaten her with work again, Ai Yimo was annoyed: "You promised that you won't bother me anymore after the dinner!" Do you want to backtrack? ”

Luo Qifeng took a puff of his cigarette and sneered disdainfully, he said, "Little woman, don't you know who you're talking to?" You try to dangle in front of me, don't you want to be my love. People? Now that I'm as you wish, isn't it? ”

Ai Yimo was really angry, she glared at him, gritted her teeth and said, "Luo Qifeng, do you want to be more narcissistic?" I don't like talking to narcissists! I'm even more interested in the bastards who don't believe in their words, no, interested, funny! ”

The faint smoke dispersed, and Luo Qifeng was like a demon coming out of the darkness, exuding a dangerous aura.

He extinguished the cigarette and asked her with a smile, "So, you don't want to?" ”

Ai Yimo looked at the constantly changing expression in Luo Qifeng's eyes, and she faintly felt that he was more terrifying now than before.

There was a coldness in his gaze, and he stared at her with a creep. However, Aimer did not want to compromise or back down, so she said categorically: "Yes, I don't!" ”

Luo Qifeng smiled more wantonly, he clapped his palms, and said in a lazy but meaningful tone: "I believe that one day you will be willing." ”

It's willingly!

"You're a madman! It is difficult to be strong by unscrupulous means! Luo Qifeng's tone of ambition made Ai Yimo panic, and at such an instant, she suddenly regretted it!

At the dinner attended by Luo Qifeng, reporters must have flocked to the dinner, so in what capacity should she deal with herself?

At this moment, Luo Qifeng had already opened the car door, grabbed her hand, and dragged her out of the car.

"I don't want to look too ugly tomorrow, just smile brightly, ......" His seductive face was close to her, and the warm air flow seemed to be coaxing, and it was like a warning.

Report? Her head was already buzzing, and Ai Yimo was even more panicked when she saw a magnesium light flickering one after another next to the green belt.

In an instant, she had the urge to flee desperately, but ......

Luo Qifeng tightened her waist, and her arm was slightly forced, so that her soft body was completely imprisoned in front of him.

"...... you" Ai Yimer, dressed in a suit with Luo Qifeng, raised her eyes and glared at him, which seemed to others to be a complete affectionate look between lovers.

Ai Yimo could already imagine what the headlines would be tomorrow, and she wanted to slap Fei Luo to pray for the wind, but he casually circled her and walked into the hotel, his bony hands caressed her waist ambiguously. "Honey, laugh ......" reminded softly, and he dropped a fiery kiss on her cheek, and the magnesium light flickered even more frantically at this moment.

Ai Yimo felt that she was about to collapse, and for the sake of Yin's work, she forced herself to pull out a soft smile and walked into the hotel in a wooden manner.

She must be crazy! In order to enter the Yin family, how much did she sacrifice enough?

The banquet hall was already full of joy, the ring crystal lamp reflected the luxurious light, and Lan Xia was wearing a dark blue bandeau gown, noble like a princess.

Although she smiled, she didn't seem happy at all, until she saw Luo Qifeng.

However, before the smile on Lan Xia's face could brighten, she quickly froze, and she looked down at her evening dress, which was exactly the same as that worn by Ai Yimer!

The moment her eyes met Lan Xia, Ai Yimo was stunned, she looked at Luo Qifeng, trying to find an answer from his eyes, but he gracefully led her and walked to Lan Xia.

He said unhurriedly, "Happy birthday, Xia." ”

"Pray for the wind?" A complicated gaze swept over Aimer, and that gaze was short-lived, and Lan Xia soon smiled charmingly again. "This is your female companion, right? I'm so glad you're here......"

But why bring other women along?

"Silently, she is Miss Lan Xiaya, the eldest daughter of the Yin family, you met this morning." His gaze slowly wandered in the hall, and Luo Qifeng's eyes were sharp, like a hunter searching for his prey.

From the moment Luo Qifeng affectionately called her silent, Ai Yimo noticed that she had fallen into his trap again.

Compared with Luo Qifeng, she is really too naïve, she wears the same dress as Lan Xia and attends the birthday party, will she be able to stay in the Yin family in the future?

This man deliberately drove her into a corner, right?

was annoyed by Luo Qifeng's hatred, but he suddenly let go of her and asked Lan Xia with a smile: "Your brother didn't come?" ”

"He's out of the country and won't be back until next month. By the way, pray for the wind, have you prepared a birthday gift for someone......

Caught between Ai Mo and Luo Qi Feng, Lan Xia hated Ai Mo for being in her way.

"Yes." Luo Qifeng's voice was still low and charming, he took a glass of fruit wine, took a sip, and then handed it to Ai Yimer. "This wine is not strong, it suits you very well......"

The entrance is slightly sour, the aftertaste is sweet and hot, and her taste is really similar to this glass of fruit wine.

Wine? Thinking of everything last night, and Yuxin's betrayal, Ai Yimo took the wine and looked at the crimson and tempting liquid in the wine glass.

"Pray for the wind, people have something to say to you, shall we go over there?" Sincerely snatched the wine from Aimer's hand and poured it on her face, the woman's intuition told Lan Xia that Aimer had to guard against it.

Lan Xia's words, although they sounded like they were said to Luo Qifeng, were actually implying that Ai Yimo should be self-conscious.

Of course, Ai Yimo understood, she didn't look at Luo Qifeng, and said lightly: "You guys talk slowly, I'll go over there." Such an occasion was not suitable for her at all, not to mention that she didn't want to stay by Luo Qifeng's side for another minute or second.

She slowly walked to the corner, watched Luo Qifeng and Lan Xia talk and laugh, and finally couldn't help but sneer, men are really the same hypocrisy!

She watched Lan Xia stand on tiptoe and kiss the side of Luo Qifeng's face, such a scene seemed familiar, and Ai Yimer's hand holding the wine glass trembled.

In his office in the morning, she seemed to be on tiptoe to kiss him, right?

Ai Yimer's expression suddenly became melancholy, she took a large sip of the wine in the glass, and when she took the second sip, she found Luo Qifeng's fierce eyes looking at her, such a deep gaze, as if he was reprimanding her.

She felt very depressed, and if she provoked this man, could she still get out of it? I'm afraid it's impossible. So she deliberately ignored his gaze, tilted her head and poured all the wine in the glass into her mouth.