C5 Neurotrophism?

Half an hour later, Ning Xia opened the dressing room door and walked to the lounge where Pei Yichen was in shock.

She finally remembered who the Owen she knew was!

Gao Ding's personal stylist!

The key was that the fees were shockingly high. She had promised to borrow President Pei's money for 40 minutes to change into a new outfit. She would pay him back tomorrow...

"President Pei..."

Ning Xia gritted her teeth and entered the lounge. She lowered her head, looking like a little bun who had been wronged.

Pei Yichen's eyes narrowed, and he was slightly stunned. It seemed like it wasn't his cousin who had changed his style, but rather, he wanted him to develop this woman's other side!

"Raise your head."

Ning Xia gritted her teeth, wanting to squeeze out a little bit of tears to make a pitiful appearance. However, at the critical moment, her tear ducts did not give her any strength. She did not dare to hesitate in front of this dangerous man for too long, so she could only raise her head and try her best to pull out a smile.

Pei Yichen's eyes deepened. He stared at Ning Xia, seemingly lost in thought.

On her oval face, a pair of ink-black eyes were as clear as a lake. Between her brows, there seemed to be a blooming camellia flower. It was faint and distant, as if she was a fairy that was not tainted by dust. However, she was wearing a red dress, and her figure was exquisite and exquisite. For a moment, this was a mountain tea flower that was extremely enchanting and charming.

It was impossible for both elegance and charm to appear on the same person at the same time. But now, these two qualities appeared perfectly on this woman at the same time. Even though he had seen countless beauties before, this was the first time he had met someone like Ning Xia. It had to be said that Ning Xia's beauty was enough to shock one's eyes and soul. It was so beautiful that it was suffocating!

Her face was covered with elegant makeup, and her full lips were adorned with a faint lip-gloss. Her lips were like a mouthful of crystal clear jelly, and he couldn't help but want to taste and plunder.

During the day, she was still a young girl with a pure face and full of vitality. But now, she was a monster that could move one's heart.

He was really curious. His good cousin, where did he find such a beauty? It seemed like he couldn't let him down this time.

"Very good. Payment?"

Pei Yichen retracted his eyes and looked at Owen who was following behind her with a satisfied expression.

Ning Xia was stunned. She immediately pricked up her ears to listen to Owen. Price, price!

This was what she was most concerned about!

"President Pei, since we are so familiar with each other, I will give you a discount. There is a total of 530,000 yuan. Let's make a total of 500,000 yuan."

Owen handed over the bill. This was the first time that the young master of Pei Family had brought a woman here. Initially, he wanted to prepare well, but this woman was too tasteless. He had prepared a budget of two million, leaving only five hundred thousand.

Pei Yichen frowned. He was very dissatisfied with this number. Initially, he thought that according to Owen's style, there would be more than that. However, when he saw Ning Xia's defeated look, he curled his lips.

"Shen Heng."

"Yes."

Shen Heng, who was standing behind him, immediately took the bill to the first floor and paid the bill. He even closed the door behind him.

In the huge lounge, there were only two people left.

"President Pei, I..."

Ning Xia really wanted to ask if this money could be repaid in installments...

"Yes, I remember that someone said that he would pay back the money tomorrow, right?"

Pei Yichen curled his lips and admired Ning Xia's stiff smile, which was uglier than crying. He wanted to see what kind of means this woman would use.

In the past, women who approached him had special training and had a pure background. However, there were only two reasons for them to get close to him:

One was to kill him;

One, get his classified papers.

He hated every woman who approached him!

When he thought about the past, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes. Looking at Ning Xia's troubled look, he only felt that it was an act.

"Have you thought about it?"

The cold voice that lacked warmth gave Ning Xia a fright. This temperamental man!

She seriously wondered if he had a mental illness!

"President Pei, this five hundred thousand yuan is my salary for not eating or drinking for three years. How about this, slow down?"

Ning Xia tried her best to smile sincerely. To make her take out five hundred thousand in one go was really not a small amount for her.

"I have a very good suggestion. It can solve the awkwardness of your wallet."

Pei Yichen smiled again, but this time, Ning Xia would not fall for it. He even took a step back cautiously. "President Pei, what do you mean?"

Pei Yichen stood up and walked towards Ning Xia step by step. The friction between his shoes and the floor made a pattering sound, like a death instrument that struck Ning Xia's heart. She couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.

Her body's reaction was greater than her thoughts. As soon as her thoughts appeared, her body had already retreated to the door. She turned around and was about to open the door to escape.

Pei Yichen grabbed her shoulder first. With a little force, he locked her on the door and pressed his big body on top of her.

His long and slender fingers pinched Ning Xia's delicate chin. His voice was filled with magnetism as he said in an incomparably gentle tone, "Why don't you go against your master and become the sharp sword in my hand?"

Anger flashed in Ning Xia's eyes. This lunatic!

She actually attacked him again!

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Pei Yichen frowned. Shouldn't she be too ashamed to show her face after being exposed? Or should she kneel down and beg for mercy and reveal who her master was?

Why was she angry?

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