C3

What?

Xiao Lu looked up in surprise and met the playful gaze of the man. Her long and narrow eyes were filled with a sense of danger.

Any living being in nature, the more poisonous and the more beautiful, Xiao Jian thought.

And she was the ordinary prey.

She suddenly understood. "You were the one who sent me the invitation?"

"That's right."

Why?

Xiao Lu couldn't recall having any special interactions with this man in the past, to the point that he couldn't let go.

He was the adopted son of the Bo family. From her marriage to the Bo family, the number of times they met could be counted on one hand.

The two of them could at best be considered as nodding friends.

Seeing her doubt, the man smirked. "Naturally, I'm thinking of you."

When Xiao Lu instinctively felt danger, the merchant had already made up his mind to pester her. It seemed that today would not be a good day.

After being suppressed by the Bo Family for so many years, the Si Shang might not have lost his mind. He was originally a little nervous, and now he was most likely evolving towards a neurotic state.

Tian Tian was just outside the door.

In his territory, it was best to be tactful.

Chang was barely able to keep his composure, his fingers trembling as he undid his buttons one by one.

He changed his shirt and grabbed his wrist.

The man parted his lips and reminded her, "Pants."

Xiao Lu's eyelashes trembled.

After a moment, Bo Si Shang lowered his eyes and watched coldly as she half-kneeled at his feet, adjusting the hem of his pants.

Her slim waist arched in a gentle and beautiful arc, and her medium and long hair drooped down, revealing a bright red jade neck.

"You served my big brother the same way in the past?"

A stifling silence hung in the air.

After a long while, Xiao Lu finally said coldly, "Mister Si, it's my job to test the customer by measuring her size."

Her reaction was very calm, as if she was a completely different person from that day in the cemetery.

The basileus sneered.

However, he did not continue to make things difficult for her, because he suddenly remembered that this woman at his feet was the only person in the world who would call him "Mister Si".

He wanted to hear it twice more.

"What do you think is inappropriate?" Little Lu asked.

"You made this dress?"

Xiao Lu did not understand what he meant. She stood up and patted the dust off her pants. "No."

"I was wondering." The basileus merchant turned his head to twist his collar, looking at Chou in confusion. "I'm not as likeable as you."

When he said this, his eyebrows were raised and his emotions were hidden in his misty eyes. It was hard to tell if he was satisfied or ridiculing. I don't know if he said "not as much as you like" or "not as much as you like".

The surrounding cold air felt somewhat heavy, and from time to time Xiao Lu shivered, waking up from her stupor. She wanted to leave this place. "As long as you're satisfied, it's good."

She hurried to the door, but as soon as her hand touched the doorknob her heart dropped to the bottom and the door was locked from the inside. He turned his head abruptly and saw the toaster playing with the remote control on the door, looking at her with a mocking expression.

"The shoulder pad is too high, making me seem too vicious. The lining of my left sleeve is rough, and I have to grind my wrists. "Fantastic."

Xiao Lu tried her best to smile, "I'm really sorry. I can bring it back to modify it, but I'm afraid I won't make it in time."

"Yeah, what should we do?" The basileus man clicked his tongue.

The crisp voices of Tian Tian and his assistant could be heard from outside.

"Your daughter is very lovely. The household register was three years and two months old? "

The temperature in the room plummeted, driving away any thoughts of luck that shouldn't have been there.

What was he afraid of?

Xiao Lu gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her face trembling. She wanted to pull out a fawning smile: "Mister Si."

"Don't be afraid, baby." Seeing her fear, he seemed to want to comfort her. With a light voice, he said, "Now that Young Master Bo is dead, even if you turn him green, he still can't do anything to you."

He moved closer, the warmth of his breath like a soft kiss on the tip of his tongue.

"Come, my dear, and tell me quietly whose child is she?"

An inexplicable fear spread through the air, and every cell in his body cried out as they fled in alert.

"You don't want to say?"

Sometimes, his face was as white as paper.

She had used the obituary to lure her back, and then on the pretext that the dress was inappropriate, to lure her into a trap.

What the hell is a toaster trying to do?

"You may not know this, but I have a son on my knees. He doesn't like to talk with people, and his temper is quite bad. He just happens to be missing a sister."

Xiao Lu's heart skipped a beat.

"Tian Tian is very suitable."

Xiao Lu suddenly raised her head and looked at him.

The man's dark eyes reflected the cold luster of the marble walls, like a pair of lenses made of inorganic matter.

It was as if his voice was alive and his eyes were dead.

The look was familiar.

At that moment, her heart felt as if it had been grabbed by someone, and a great sense of panic seized her.

The name hidden in the distant memory was clearly visible.

The man sneered. "Why? Is it hard to choose?"

"What do you think?" Chang racked his brains, trying to think of what he might be up to. "Can I stay with you until the new dress is ready?"

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows as a trace of a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. In an instant, even the surrounding air became lively once more. "I've carefully sensed it again. Your studio's craftsmanship isn't bad."

He snapped his fingers, "Weekend, 10 AM. Name: You Manor. Sincerely waiting."

"Oh right, don't forget to bring Tian Tian."

When Xiao Lu came out of the office with her soft legs, she saw that the corridor was empty and the lounge across from her was also empty.

"Tian Tian?"

She instantly drew out all the strength in her body, and her panicked voice abruptly rose.

"Tian!" "I am Shishu!"

"Mom, I'm here." Tian Tian came around the corner, holding a fried chicken leg with her small, oily hand. "I was hungry just now. Little Geiger invited me to eat fried chicken leg. I listened to my mother and didn't eat much."

Xiao Lu suppressed her breathing and gently smiled, "Good girl, let's go home."

She took out a tissue and wiped the grease off Tian Tian's hands.

"Mom, are you hot? Your palms are sweating so much."

Xiao Lu's throat tightened, "No, it's not hot."

"Mom, I'll help you wipe it too."

Separated by a wall, the backs of mother and daughter fell into a pair of icy eyes.

Switch off the remote control and restore the original color of the wall. The man changed out of his dress and casually tapped his watch.

The two helpers called the intercom and said, "Mr. Bo, the hospital has called again to hurry us up. Do you want to leave now?"

"Prepare the car."

It's a special patient sanatorium, built with investment by Boxer Group, and currently has only one patient.

"It's getting harder and harder to see you now."

The woman sitting by the window had delicate makeup and a square appearance. The deep lines around her lips exposed her age, but at the same time, it also made her seem like she wasn't easy to get along with.

The woman looked at him critically. "Don't forget your surname. Who gave you everything you have today?"