Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Yi Qiao a Leng, a little distracted.

When she came back, she saw Chen Baimo's proud and provocative face, "Oh, then don't let him down. Go back to the United States. Your dance is very good."

The more calm she was, the more humiliating Chen Baimo felt. She would rather ask Shen Yi's questions and call Mo Beiting for confirmation than see her face full of hypocrisy.

Breathing more and more heavily, she wanted to do it, but she restrained herself.

"If you have any other purpose, you might as well say it at one time."

Yi Qiao shrugged, "it's boring to say it. Do you know why cats like to catch mice and not eat them? What it enjoys is the pleasure. It's fascinating to watch the enemy fear because of fear. "

"You lunatic."

It was an expression of anger that could not be described in words. It was ferocious and twisted. It had nothing to do with Chen Baimo, who was called the goddess of ballet.

Yi Qiao's eyes are cold, so is her heart.

If she wasn't crazy, she wouldn't be in the United States for a year of psychotherapy.

"Go back to the United States. Mo Beiting is more interested in me than you. Men don't like women who are obsessed with each other. You will disgust him. Are you willing to be disgusted by the men you love and disgust you?" The lazy and casual voice sounded again, like a magic spell, "go back to the United States, come back again, maybe you have a chance to win me. Did Mo Beiting say that you are born to stand on the stage and attract the attention of thousands of people?"

"Would you be so kind?"

Yi Qiao shrugged: "I don't know. You can have a try."

Chen Baimo knew that Shen Yiqiao would never be so kind, but her words undoubtedly gave her an ethereal hope in despair.

Mo Beiting's attitude towards her has been clearly expressed. As Yan Jin said, she is consuming Mo Beiting's only remaining feelings towards her!

But she was also afraid that when she came back, Mo Beiting really belonged to the woman in front of her.

"Since you have fallen in love with the northern court, why do you want to revenge Lu Yan so persistently?"

Yi Qiao is asked by her some trance.

Fall in love with Mo Beiting and revenge for Lu Yan - she never confused these two things, and never thought that she would give up revenge for falling in love with Mo Beiting!

Lu Yan in her heart has long been more than a single relationship, he is more like her relatives, mentors, in her dark life into the first ray of sunshine, like God in general.

He even opened her up.

However, when their feelings were strong, he died. She was like a child who had just learned to express her feelings to others, and suddenly lost her sense of security.

So she was sick.

At that time, the only idea to support her to survive was to avenge Lu Yan. Now, there are more.

See Chen Baimo still stare at her, Yi Qiao smile, hands into the coat, "this is my business."

Yi Qiao mobile phone rang, she looked down at the caller ID, out of the counter to pick up the phone, "hello."

Chen Baimo turned and looked at the woman who had walked a few steps away. "Shen Yiqiao, before I leave, I will prepare a big gift for you."

Smell speech, Yi Qiao turns head, but was attracted attention by the content in the phone again.

"Hello, is that Miss Shen Yi Qiao Shen?"

"I am, who are you?"

"I'm the Secretary of general manager Leng of Tianzheng Group. Miss Shen's design is very in line with our general manager Leng's mind. Will it be convenient for you and Mr. Mo Dong to come to talk about the details of the cooperation at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning?"

Yiqiao didn't expect to receive this call. A month has passed since Tianzheng Group's public bidding. She thought it was hopeless.

It's reasonable for her to go with Mo Beiting.

She is a designer. She doesn't understand the contract regulations. Leng Qingfeng is the president of Tianzheng. She can't talk to an ordinary salesman in the marketing department.

"Good."

"I won't disturb you. Mr. Leng will be waiting for you in the president's office at ten tomorrow morning. See you tomorrow."

Hang up the phone, Yi Qiao look up again, where the counter, Chen foam has disappeared.

She clenched her cell phone tightly with her slender fingers, but she was not interested in shopping. She felt a little hungry. After looking at the time, she decided to have a meal nearby and then go back.

Downstairs, I didn't see her car in the parking place.

The bodyguard tore off a yellow list from the tree trunk. "Madam, the car was towed away by the traffic police."