C7 Undying in the Heart of a Thief

She had never had a pet before, but she had heard that most cats and dogs didn't like bathing.

However, Xiaowu was an exception. She was too obedient that she lay in the bathtub.

After washing up, Zhan Mochen blew Xiaowu dry and turned to ask Ming Shu, "Are you willing to let Xiaowu sleep with you?"

Ming Shu was stunned for a moment before her eyes widened in surprise. "Is that possible?"

Zhan Mochen nodded. "Bedroom?"

"This way!" Ming Shu was so happy that she seemed to have won a prize, leading the way.

Zhan Mochen carried Xiaowu and placed him on Ming Shu's bed, then patted his head.

Xiaowu laid down obediently beside Ming Shu's pillow and cried out twice towards her.

Ming Shu was so enchanted by it that she threw her bowl of rice to the side, pounced on it, and fiercely kissed a few times on its head.

"I'm going to take a bath!" Thinking that she could hug Xiaowu and sleep at night, Ming Shu became elated. She cleaned her bowl, took a shower, and quickly returned to her bedroom.

Zhan Mochen said, "Lock the door, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Ming Shu was stunned.

This was … Afraid that if she fainted at night, no one would care and she would stay at home with her?

She stared blankly at the man, not knowing what to say.

The man closed the door, blocking her view, and knocked on the door. "Lock the door."

Ming Shu foolishly locked the door, stared at the lock for a while, then went back to bed.

Xiaowu crawled into her embrace, hugged her neck and moaned a few times in a spoiled manner.

Ming Shu finally regained her senses and hugged Xiaowu. She buried her face in Xiaowu's soft fur and closed her eyes.

In the middle of the night, as she was sleeping soundly, she was awoken by a light knock on the door.

She abruptly sat up and asked, "Who is it?"

A moment later, the man's deep and pleasant voice rang out. "Go to sleep."

Footsteps sounded from outside the door, but it was quickly calmed down.

Ming Shu was startled for a moment before she burst into laughter.

This was … Afraid that she would faint?

This man was truly … How to describe it?

Outer cold internal heat?

She laid back on the pillow once again, hugging Xiaowu as she giggled non-stop. She closed her eyes, feeling like a disaster victim in an earthquake.

Although he seemed to be trapped in a desperate situation, he felt a special sense of relief.

Ming Shu slept soundly throughout the night. This was the first time she slept peacefully since her accident at home.

So when she woke up the next day, she hugged Xiaowu and refused to let go, hesitating whether she should raise a dog or not.

However, after a long time, he stopped thinking about Ye Qihan.

If she had a dog, she would definitely have been caught by Ye Qihan and turned into a dog meat hotpot.

It was better for her not to harm humanity's best friend.

Mr Zhan and Xiaowu, it would be better if she stayed away from them.

She did her best to cook the most sumptuous breakfast she could cook and entertained Zhan Mochen and Xiaowu.

After breakfast, Zhan Mochen took Xiaowu and left. A man and a dog didn't take the elevator and went down.

Ming Shu leaned on the escalator and watched Zhan Mochen bring Xiaowu into the house before she went home.

After cleaning himself up and going out, he first went to the hospital to see his father and brother, then went to work at the company.

Today was a lucky day, so they didn't arrange anything for lunch. They ate a stable meal in the company's cafeteria, and fought again in the evening at the Jin Jin Hotel.

Tonight's customer was rather difficult to deal with. A bottle and a half white wine were poured into her stomach. The customer was still rambling and staring at Ming Shu obsessively. He seemed to have the energy to refuse to sign the contract even if he couldn't drink much oil.

Ming Shu looked on with annoyance as she excused herself to go to the bathroom to get some fresh air.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face and put on some makeup.

Her skin was superb, white and rosy, and her delicate petals were as moving as a flower, so she never wore makeup, only at work.

At work, she not only put on makeup, but also put on heavy makeup, so that her Yu Xiu Ling, all covered up under the heavy makeup, not clean and ethereal, leaving only the coquettish.

She used to hate make-up, but now she was in love with it.

Her makeup made her feel like she was wearing a mask.

It was as if the one with the heavy makeup was no longer her, but someone else.

This was probably what it meant to deceive oneself.

Ming Shu's lips were covered with colorful lipstick. She looked at the unfamiliar girl in the mirror and let out a long breath. She threw the lipstick into her handbag and left the bathroom.

When she reached the corner, the lights suddenly went out. She had a bad premonition, so she started running towards the light, but because of her recent physical weakness, she drank too much. Her hands were weak and her legs were weak.

Her vision went dark and she fell to the ground.

Before she fainted, she only had one thought in her mind: Again? Who was it this time?

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her bed in the hotel. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Qihan's handsome face that could make people scream.

He moved his hands and feet. His feet were free and his hands were tied with a tie.

She looked at Ye Qihan and smiled tenderly, "How can Young Master Ye use the same trick twice? "Lower your style a lot."

"It wasn't me last time," Ye Qihan touched her cheeks and smiled even better than she did, "Darling, I wasn't the one who tied you up last time, the one who saved you is. Now that you think about it, you still owe me a life saving favor."

Ming Shu's gaze was locked onto Ye Qihan's lazy and moving smile, "Ye Qihan, you've been wearing a mask for 12 years, aren't you tired?"

The former Ye Qihan, graceful, modest gentleman, gentle as jade.

Right now, Ye Qihan was lazy and useless. He exuded an evil aura, like an yuppie.

The same person had a different temperament, as though they were pierced by the soul, as though they were two completely different people.

It was hard for him to pretend to be a gentleman for twelve years in order to achieve his goal.

"I'll say it again..." Ye Qihan pinched her lower jaw, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, his smile was like a demon, "The reason why I have come today, is all because of your father! If it wasn't because your father killed my father, how could I have been displaced, put on a mask, and come to your house to live? "

Ming Shu retracted her smile and said softly, "Ye Qihan, you must be mistaken. My dad wouldn't kill anyone. Even if he did kill someone, it would be that person who deserves to die!"

"My lady, you are still as sharp and self-righteous as ever." Ye Qihan pinched her lower jaw, his gaze lingered on her beautiful face, and he said frivolously, "Darling, the atmosphere tonight is so good, let's not talk about those terrible scenes, we should talk about the posture we'll take later … Do you like men or women? "

"Ye Qihan, you really don't give up on your evil intentions," Ming Shu sneered. "But I advise you to give up. Last night, I cut your flesh, and tonight I cut your throat. If you don't want to die, then stay away from me!"

Ye Qihan laughed and pinched her finger, "I've already tied up the cat claws that can injure me. I do believe that you want to cut my throat, but, can you?"