Chapter 4 (1/2)

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”Either change your clothes and go to work now, or you can raise 500000 yuan by yourself.” Shi Ming turns to leave, but in the moment of stepping out, Yu Guang glances at the woman sitting on the floor and whispers to the maid, ”give her her her mobile phone.”

With a smile, thin lips are colder than blade, as if Meng Yiqing's every move is in control.

The man's dark eyes flashed for a moment and whispered, ”why didn't I know you knew French?”

”Ah?” Meng Yiqing's expression was stiff, and Hou Zhihou explained, ”no, I'm just curious. Is this man my suitor? No, I mean, he likes Miss Yu Ting? ”

”What are you looking at? Can't bear him?”

Meng Yiqing wants to have another look, but Shi Ming forcibly takes him away.

The joy on the face of the man with Purple Bow Tie disappeared at the speed visible to the naked eye. He lowered his head and stopped talking.

”Sorry, our husband and wife are busy tonight. I'm afraid she doesn't want to talk to Zou Shao.”

”I, I want to talk to Xiaoting alone.”

Barrier free communication with friends from 18 countries?

Is she a legendary language genius?

”Long time no see, Zou Shao.” Shi Ming also speaks French. His tone is very comfortable. Meng Yiqing is very excited.

Shi Ming is suddenly indifferent. He pulls Meng Yiqing into his arms and puts his big hand on her waist. Suddenly, she is so intimate that she can't take precautions.

”Thank God, let me meet you here again!” The fluent French suddenly rings from behind, which makes Meng Yiqing startled. After recovering herself, she is surprised to find that she can understand French.

At this time, a man with a Purple Bow Tie appeared behind Meng Yiqing and patted her.

”I still have scars on my stomach. I nearly died in that fire!” Meng Yiqing felt that the atmosphere between them was a little awkward, so he changed the topic.

The biggest difference is probably cleanliness.

Meng Yiqing is thinner than Yuting. When she doesn't smile, she exudes a light coolness. She doesn't look like a philistine trained by Yuting.

”You don't have to worry about people, you don't have to worry about employing people.” Shi Ming steadies her and squats down to straighten her skirt.

”I don't remember, but you, you investigate me?”

She was thin and pressed against the man's chest and flushed.

Meng Yiqing suddenly breathes a stagnant, did not see the foot nearly fell, knot solid solid into Shi Ming's arms.