The strong wind scattered Ning Qiaoqiao's long hair and blocked the picture of his mother on the tombstone in front of him. Ning Qiaoqiao narrowed his eyes, closed his mouth and said, "then you can sue!"

Ignoring Zhao Meihua's sudden high-volume abuse, Ning Qiaoqiao directly hung up the phone, held it tightly in the palm of his hand and looked straight at the tombstone.

……

Down from the mountain, it rained heavily.

Half of ningqiao's body was wet, and his skirt was attached to his legs, trembling.

Lu Yao opened the door and asked Ning Qiao to sit in. He handed his coat to Ning Qiao and picked up his cell phone to answer the phone.

"Mo Shao... It's done. She's here... OK, Mo Shao..."

Lu Yao turned around, handed his mobile phone to Ning Qiao and said, "Miss Ning, Mo Shao wants you to answer the phone."

Ning Qiao was stunned, looked at Lu Yao, trembled, picked up the phone and put it in his ear: "hello?"

"Finished?" Yu shaomo's voice came from his mobile phone. The low and pleasant voice hit people's heart in the quiet carriage.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, his hand holding the mobile phone tightened, swallowed his saliva and said, "well."

"Are you nervous talking to me?"

Yu shaomo's voice sounded high and warm.

Nervous?

Ning Qiao looked down and thought. He should not be used to it.

A few days ago, she said resolutely that she would never be his mistress, but today their relationship has become a gold Lord and mistress, and it has not even been a week.

"Thank you for the cemetery and funeral." Ningqiao said.

She is not stupid. Lu Yao did it before and after, but Lu Yao must have been inspired by Yu shaomo.

"You deserve it."

Yu shaomo said coldly.

Ning Qiao was stunned and bit his lips in silence.

He was reminding her of her new identity.

"Let Lu Yao take you home today. Someone will pick you up tomorrow." Yu shaomo said again.

Ning Qiao was stunned, his eyes flashed, and his voice was very light.

She is now his mistress and has no room for bargaining.

Yu shaomo hangs up directly. Ning Qiao takes down his mobile phone and hands it to Lu Yao.

"Yu shaomo asked you to take me home." Ning Qiao said to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao nodded, turned his head and started the car.

Europe.

In the presidential suite of the seven-star hotel, Yu shaomo's slender body leaned against the window, a burning cigar was sandwiched between his slender fingers, his deep eagle eyes stared at the sunset outside the window, and his noble face was plated with an unattainable golden light.

On the tea table not far from him, there was a mobile phone quietly.

"Click."

Behind him, there was a sudden sound of door lock opening, and the bathroom door was opened from inside.

Snow White came out from the inside, and the fire red nightdress clung to her body, showing her hot figure.

Bai Xue looks at Yu shaomo's figure, her red lips conjure up a charming radian, walks over and hugs Yu shaomo from behind, and cries softly: "Mo Shao..."

Yu shaomo's eagle eyes glanced coldly at white snow, and there was not a word.

This is a kind of acquiescence. Snow White smiled and began to serve him, making every effort to tease him.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yu shaomo's half closed eagle eyes suddenly opened, grabbed Bai Xue's delicate arm and bit it hard.

"Ah!"

Bai Xue screamed, but Yu shaomo threw him away.

"What's the smell?" Yu shaomo turned his tongue and spit out the blood foam in his mouth, frowning in disgust.

Snow White covered her bleeding arm, tears came out, but she didn't dare to complain. For fear of offending Yu shaomo, she said timidly: "but... Maybe it's me because I applied BB cream."

"What are you doing with that?" Yu shaomo frowned more tightly, and the strong sense of oppression made people dare not look directly at him.

Snow White lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "I... I just want to make Mo Shao more enjoyable."

Of course she won't say, because the skin on the body with BB cream will look more delicate and smooth.

Yu shaomo frowned in disgust and shouted coldly, "go and wash it!"

Snow White didn't dare to say anything. She immediately covered her wound and ran to the bathroom.

Yu shaomo frowned patiently, stood for a moment, couldn't bear to go to another bathroom, took a mouthwash, spit in the washbasin

It's not that smell. This chemical smell only makes him want to vomit!

Yu shaomo threw his mouthwash on the washbasin, went outside, picked up his mobile phone and called the person in charge of the European branch.

Thirty seconds later, when the phone was connected, he ordered in a cold voice, "shorten the journey! I will return home in three days! "

……

Ning Qiaoqiao slept in the room all night. During this period, Xiao Xi called her. Ning Qiaoqiao asked for leave vaguely.

The next day was awakened by the alarm clock. Ning Qiao got up to pack up.

She hasn't forgotten that Yu shaomo's people are coming to pick her up today.

Ning Qiaoqiao knew that he was ill, top heavy, hot all over, and typical cold symptoms.

But there was no medicine at home. Ning Qiao poured himself a glass of water and drank casually. He thought of buying some when he passed the drugstore.

She doesn't have many things. A suitcase is enough.

Ning Qiaoqiao stood at the door of Zhang's mother's room with a box. She rented a house for three months, and Zhang's mother lived only one night.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked back at the direction of the door, turned his head, took a deep look at the room, closed the door, picked up the box and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, Lu Yao stood outside, "Miss Ning, we'll pick you up."

Ning Qiao nodded, handed the box to Lu Yao, closed the door and walked downstairs in silence.

The villa that Lu Yao took Ning Qiaoqiao to was the one she was tied to last time.

Lu Yao sent Ning Qiaoqiao to the place and left. Ning Qiaoqiao went in with the box and received her as Aunt Liu.

"Miss Ning, I'm Aunt Liu. Last time we met at the Palace Hotel." Aunt Liu said.

Lu Baobao nodded. It was Aunt Liu who gave her the "mistress contract" for the first time.

"Please come with me, Xiao Ding, and help Miss Ning carry the box."

Aunt Liu said expressionless and turned to walk upstairs.

A maid came to pick up the box in Ning Qiao's hand. Ning Qiao followed Aunt Liu's footsteps.

The last time Ning Qiaoqiao came, he only saw the first floor here. He was surprised by the degree of luxury. Unexpectedly, the second floor was more luxurious than the first floor.

Even the corridor was made into an arc-shaped dome. Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the western paintings on the dome and felt dizzy.

The designers here must be very powerful. With so many strong colors, they can strangely combine them together. It doesn't give people a feeling of upstart, but makes people feel an unattainable sense of solemnity.

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