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Chapter 69 Chapter 68, Soft rice is fragrant ([-])

Liang Xiaoyu's offer was very tempting, but Cao Mengxing shook his head.

"I am the factory's expatriate manager. The purpose is to make the market better. Only when the agents make money can we make money."

"Fuck!"

Liang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at him, and took a bottle of beer neatly.

"The money is here, you don't want it, and you let the market get better, and when it gets better, it will be transferred to you, and you still make a fart? Something is wrong with your head!"

Cao Mengxing didn't speak, but nodded and said: You are right.

Liang Xiaoyu drank so much that she finished 8 bottles of beer without knowing it.

The long-term loneliness and depression also began to spew out continuously.

"Liu Hongjun, bastard! He promised to marry me and hand over his business to me, but now he's hiding in a mouse hole, no matter how hard he calls, he doesn't see anyone."

Cao Mengxing doesn't want to hear about love life, and it won't do any good to hear too much.

"Miss Xiaoyu, you drank too much."

"Fart! Am I too much?"

The encounter between Liang Xiaoyu and Liu Hongjun was accidental, but her misfortune was inevitable.

Liu Hongjun met her at a wine party. His years of hard work in the business field and his investment in mining made him famous.

Liang Xiaoyu admires such business elites, but she never thought of committing herself to others.

However, Liu Hongjun, who has worms in his head, pays special attention to his cold appearance and explosive figure.

He used his promises and sweet words to make Liang Xiaoyu's city gate fall.

In the face of reality and temptation, the cost of moral violations does seem a bit small.

Soon, she found that it became more and more difficult to find Liu Hongjun. Of course, she also wanted to fight him to the death, but she still couldn't make the final decision.

Some things are easier said than done.

After all, this is not something glorious, who would be willing to be humble?

She became hysterical and extremely assertive.

Since Liu Hongjun wanted to play a game of cat and mouse, she would take his business over and force him to show up, so she came to Cao Mengxing.

The drink lasted until after 10 o'clock in the evening, and the night wind blew the coolness before the two of them ended their fight.

"Where do you live? I'll take you off."

Liang Xiaoyu was in a low mood and seemed a little drunk.

Standing up and walking a little wobbly, almost fell down.

Cao Mengxing went to support her and saw her confused eyes.

"I, I don't need your help, I don't need your help..."

Liang Xiaoyu closed her eyes while talking.

Cao Mengxing, who was a little drunk, was a little embarrassed. He didn't know where to send her, and he didn't get an answer after asking for a long time.

So I had to wave to stop a taxi: go to Portman Hotel.

The taxi driver smiled knowingly in the rearview mirror. He has seen this kind of scene a lot. How many beautiful girls bid farewell to their innocence?

Arriving at the Portman Hotel, Cao Mengxing helped Liang Xiaoyu to walk in, and explained for a long time before completing the check-in procedures.

Boman Hotel has the best environment among the four-star hotels in Iron City, and he didn't want Liang Xiaoyu to feel slighted.

When she took off her high heels and turned to leave, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly retched and sat up with her eyes closed.

He hurried over, carried her shoulders to the bathroom, Liang Xiaoyu lay on the toilet and started to vomit.

After vomiting, Liang Xiaoyu woke up a lot, stood up and washed her face with warm water.

"Are you OK?"

Cao Mengxing asked a question from the side.

Liang Xiaoyu shook her head, then kept closing her eyes and gasping for breath.

"I'm leaving first, you go to bed early."

Just when Cao Mengxing was about to open the door and leave, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly called him.

"Wait a minute, sit there, I have something to tell you."

Not knowing what she was going to say, Cao Meng woke up and sat on the chair in the room.

After waiting for a while, Liang Xiaoyu came out.

She wiped off the water droplets on her face, and combed her hair, regaining her spirits.

The high heels had been taken off, and she walked over barefoot.

"I mean, would you like to do it with me?"

"Anyway, you don't have to pay anything more, as long as you manage the personnel and the market well, and get an extra money, isn't it great?"

Cao Mengxing smiled and shook his head.

If he nodded in agreement, the nature would change, and it would be impossible for him to talk to her like this, and Liu Hongjun would not be blind so easily.

"The opportunity is here; if you lose it, you won't regret it."

After finishing speaking, Liang Xiaoyu put his hands behind his back and opened the lock on the group.

After removing the cover, Cao Mengxing saw a light blue Mercedes-Benz logo, and two small flags of the same color were floating on the mountain peak.

"I'm sorry, I have to go now."

Standing up, Cao Mengxing wanted to open the door.

But Liang Xiaoyu leaned against the door with her hands behind her back, preventing him from opening.

She slowly slid down the patterned black man, making the Mercedes-Benz logo stand out...

The two looked at each other for about ten seconds, and then Liang Xiaoyu rushed over, hugged Cao Mengxing tightly, and kissed him warmly.

She was very lonely.

For so long, Liu Hongjun has left her with too much emptiness and loneliness, and others have also given her too much ridicule and contempt.

Under her icy and frosty exterior, what is wrapped is actually a heart longing for warmth and love.

She desperately needs someone to accompany her.

Cao Mengxing tried his best to throw her on the bed, and looked at her straight:
"Sorry, I'm not Liu Hongjun."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door, and when he was about to step out of the house, he heard Liang Xiaoyu's scream:
"Do you despise me?"

"No one dislikes you, it's you who dislikes yourself!"

The door was closed with a bang, and Liang Xiaoyu sat on the bed and began to cry.

Tears dripped down her legs, slid onto the quilt, and disappeared invisible.

Falling in love with a man who doesn't come home has made her suffer; but today, her self-willed and humble dedication has become a kind of shame.

The midnight wind blew over Cao Mengxing's forehead, making him calm down slowly.

He is not a saint, the curve drawn by the light blue Mercedes-Benz logo has already made him a little flustered.

He never disliked Liang Xiaoyu's identity and status.

He just listened to his inner voice.

If he hadn't come out of the hotel, then Liu Hongjun would be happy that there was one less trouble, and Liang Xiaoyu would reward himself with money.

But is that what he wants?

Gentlemen love money and get it in a proper way.

After eating this bowl of soft rice, he felt that he couldn't stand up straight or walk steadily.

The next day, Liang Xiaoyu did not show up in the store.

After Cao Mengxing arranged chores, he went to the Portman Hotel to find her.

He was afraid that Liang Xiaoyu, who had been injured, would do something extreme. There was this hidden steadfastness in her character.

Liang Xiaoyu was still dressed in the same outfit as last night, with only two smears of light blue on the top and bottom, covering three sides of the holy light.

After opening the door, he lay straight back on the bed without any concealment.

"Don't you think you're not ashamed of me enough?"

She closed her eyes and said.

Cao Mengxing sat on a chair and lit a cigarette.

"I liked a girl before."

He said quietly, and Liang Xiaoyu listened quietly.

"For a while, I dreamed of her every day, and felt that the air I breathed was all about her."

"Later, she chose someone else, and I was so sad that I ran out of town and lived in such a hotel. I almost died."

"But after coming back to life, let me understand one thing."

Cao Mengxing paused.

"Love alone is not enough in a relationship, it must be appropriate. Having loved is actually enough. Just be worthy of yourself."

Liang Xiaoyu's tears kept streaming down her face, and then turned into trembling sobs.

Cao Mengxing walked over, picked her up, leaned her head on her shoulder, and cried wantonly.

Life can be without delicious soft rice, but it needs a shoulder to lean on.

(End of this chapter)