C2 (1/2)

Demonic City.

White Rose Villa, which took up a large area of land, had a luxurious atmosphere. Many servants from the Mo Country stood in the living room of the huge villa with their hands hanging by their sides.

A coquettish girl wearing a gauze nightgown sat on the sofa with a white puppy in her arms as she pressed the remote control in her hands.

The huge LCD screen on the wall eight meters away from the girl was jumping frame by frame.

The girl was looking at every frame seriously, as if she was thinking about something.

The girl was the famous Chinese star-making screenwriter Qi Mengxi.

Although Qi Mengxi had only been in the entertainment industry for a few years, her parents and ancestors both belonged to China, and she was considered one of the best performers in Southeast Asia.

With her strong brain and brushwork, her insight into the human heart allowed her to quickly rise to prominence and become a well-known screenwriter. Almost all of the actors in Qi Mengxi's screenwriting films would become extremely popular.

”Miss, someone is looking for you.” A male servant came in and said respectfully.

Qi Mengxi was still immersed in studying the scenes that were playing out one by one, as if she hadn't heard anything.

”Miss, this person claims to be Hao Qiang. Just mention his name, and you will know.” A business card was respectfully handed over.

Qi Mengxi's eyes were still fixed on the TV screen. She said lightly, ”Please come in.”

”Yes, miss.”

Just as the footman stepped out of the living room, ”Pa ~”, Qi Mengxi slammed the remote control onto the tea table, stood up and stretched her arms lazily as she walked towards the training room.

Hao Qiang wore a beret and a white T-shirt. His skinny leather pants were dragging a suitcase as he stood outside a large iron door. He looked up at the luxurious villa with a lollipop in his mouth.

The numerous bodyguards standing at the entrance stared coldly at Hao Qiang through their sunglasses.

Hao Qiang continued to smash the lollipop and sighed helplessly, ”I got it, we have to die if we want to compete in terms of people, and throw away our goods when we want to compete in terms of goods.” I didn't expect Qi Mengxi to be a rich young miss as well as a writer. ”

”Mister Hao, this way please …” A male servant walked out from the door and respectfully said to Hao Qiang.

Hao Qiang nodded towards the male servant with the lollipop in his mouth. With his chest puffed up, Hao Qiang dragged his suitcase and walked through the door.

In the practice room, Qi Mengxi had already changed into a yoga suit and was sitting on the yoga mat, stretching her limbs.

Under the light of the lantern, Qi Mengxi's face was rosy and her cherry red lips were red.

Her delicate body was reflected in the glass.

The wavy curls were rolled up and held in place by a jade hairpin.

A platinum necklace hung from her fair neck, and a heart-shaped pendant hung from it. As Qi Mengxi stretched, bent over, and stretched, the heart-shaped pendant began to sway.

Qi Mengxi bent over and lowered her body. The heart-shaped pendant hung down, touching the ground. A pair of leather shoes walked over and stood in front of her.

Qi Mengxi slowly raised her head and saw a young man in a white T-shirt and leather pants staring at her tight chest. A lollipop was placed in the young man's mouth, and the lollipop stick was shaking up and down.

With a somersault, Qi Mengxi leaped up and stood firmly in front of that man. A delicate hand stretched out.

”Hello, Mister Hao.”

Hao Qiang fell into a daze as he shifted his gaze away from the pair of breasts.