Mr.President, don't be too bad

When the word "sweet" appeared in my mind, Xia Yiwan was surprised and jumped out of Si Mo's arms.

She must be crazy. She thinks Sima's hug is sweet and warm.

Yes, absolutely crazy.

Xia Yiwan explained his flustered heartbeat and uneasiness.

At the same time, Si Mo's heart sank.

But when I saw Xia Yi's red face in the evening, my deep heart suddenly flew into the sky.

Feng Lang said that blushing is the talent that girls like.

Does that mean she likes herself a little“ Go now or go and see grandma again? " Asked Simo.

Xia Yiwan secretly touched his hot cheek and hurriedly turned around: "I'll go to see grandma. You wait for me here."

An hour later, Si Mo drove Xia Yi night to Dijing villa, and the poor Porsche was abandoned again.

Looking at the tall buildings in the distance, Xia Yiwan said, "can you make Chen disappear forever?"

"You don't have to worry about these things." Simao said, "what you should worry about is the dinner the day after tomorrow."

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The eastern suburb of Jincheng,

Xia Yi got out of the car late, took a gentle breath and looked at the luxury villa not far away, "is this it?"

"Well, let's go." Si Mo said and bent his right arm. Xia Yiwan stretched out his hand and helped him in. They walked forward slowly.

Someone strode to meet me and said with a smile, "Mo, if you don't come to my house, the old man will kick me out."

"It's not the first time I've been kicked out. What's the fuss?" Si Mo snorted coldly and looked at Xia Yiwan: "do you know?"

Xia Yiwan stared at the evil and romantic man in front of her and widened her eyes in amazement.

Isn't this the man who accosted her in the bar that day and was regarded as a young master by Yan Xiao?

"Hello! Beauty, long time no see! " After Feng Lang stared at Si Mo, he smiled and stretched out his hand to Xia Yiwan.

"I'm fenglang."

Si Mo raised his hand, impolitely discharged his claws and entered the villa with Xia Yi late.

There is a luxurious and dazzling crystal lamp hanging in the center of the villa. The long table of white tablecloth is filled with snacks. The champagne tower emits a bright luster under the light. A waiter shuttles among the handsome men and women with exquisite clothes with a tray.

Xia Yi glanced at the night and was surprised at the bottom of her heart.

This banquet may be the highest standard she has ever attended, for nothing else, just because there are many people she has seen on TV, including political dignitaries and business celebrities.

Even in the innermost part of the hall, Xia Yiwan saw the figures of the popular film queen ye Qingchen and the film Emperor Yu Han.

The appearance of Simo and Xia Yiwan caused a small commotion.

Although Si Mo seldom attended the banquet, most of the people present knew the man who controlled the economic lifeline of Jincheng. At the moment, they were shocked to see that he always appeared alone with a female partner. His sensation was no less than seeing the ninth miracle in the world.

"Mo, I thought you weren't coming."

With a bright and strong voice, a handsome middle-aged man came to Si Mo and held out his hand to give him a hug.

"Happy birthday, uncle Feng." Sima's lips showed a faint smile.

Xia Yiwan learned that today was Feng Lang's father's birthday party. She was a little surprised.

According to Feng Lang's familiarity with Si Mo, this should be a very private party. How could Si Mo think of bringing her here?

Just thinking, he heard a strong male voice with a smile and asked, "ah Mo, is this your girlfriend?"