President marry me, I'm super sweet!

She quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her mouth and returned to work. "Can we have an interview now?"

"I'll take you to a place, Xiao Xi." Murong Chu snapped his fingers in front of an Xiao Xi and led her out.

An Xiaoxi reluctantly carried her bag and followed behind him. The waiters passing by seemed to be very familiar with Murong Chu, full of affection.

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with the folk rumors. This man is really a full flower childe. He can flirt with women even if he eats hot pot.

An Xiaoxi sighed in her heart and followed him to the door of the car.

There was still a light rain outside the door. Murongchu took the lead in opening the door for her and made an invitation gesture in front of her, "I'll make you like me tonight, Xiao Xi."

His low voice was somewhat bewitching, but it seemed very certain.

Ann Xiaoxi glanced at her mouth. She really didn't know where Murong Chu's self-confidence came from. Maybe Liang Jingru listened to too many songs and had too much courage.

He may be disappointed today.

Ann Xiaoxi only plans to withdraw from the interview last night. It's best not to have any intersection with this Huahua childe in the future.

The car sped forward and finally stopped at the door of a villa.

"Where is this?" Ann Xiaoxi glanced at the luxurious buildings in front of him and looked at him suspiciously.

"My family, I guess you'll like it." Murong Chu said, with a bright or dark light at the bottom of his dark eyes, striding closer.

Ann Xiaoxi followed up. What she wanted to express in her heart was.

She's here to interview, and whether she lives or not. What's important is whether she likes it or not.

However, the decoration in this villa is also very similar to Murong Chu's temperament. Generally speaking, it is a word with a high profile.

On the wall in the middle of the hall hung a bronze thin Retro Clock. An Xiaoxi took a look at the time and it was past the off-duty time.

An Xiaoxi took out her mobile phone and was ready to check the time. Unexpectedly, Bo Jingyan had called three times just now.

It's over. It's going to be bad tonight.

At this time, Murong Chu turned on the air conditioner in the house and handed an Xiaoxi a glass of red wine with a smile, "sit down, dear."

But before Ann Xiaoxi sat down, the door of the villa was kicked open.

Ann Xiaoxi shook her hand with red wine. When she recovered, she saw Bo Jingyan who couldn't step into the house.

On his dark gray suit, he could vaguely see the traces of moisture, and his cold face was moving with ice.

"Bo Jingyan, why are you here?" an Xiaoxi opened her mouth, but Bo Jingyan directly bypassed him, went to Murong Chu and suddenly grabbed his collar. "I don't like others to touch my things, don't you know?"

Bo Jingyan and Murong Chu grew up together. One important reason why they can get along so long is that they can grasp each other's sense of propriety.

Murong Chu also knew Bo Jingyan's taboo, but this time he was too curious about an Xiaoxi and forgot the taboo.

"Misunderstanding, Jingyan, Xiaoxi and I just discussed the interview." he smiled and removed Bo Jingyan's hand from his collar.

Bo Jingyan glanced at the camera in an Xiaoxi's bag. The chill on his face eased slightly, and the cold voice vomited out, "I hope so. Don't blame me for not giving you face next time!"

With that, Bo Jingyan picked up an Xiaoxi and walked out.

"Hey, I haven't interviewed yet. Where are you taking me?" Ann Xiaoxi was worried.

It's not easy for her to hang out with Murong for a long time. Finally, she's going to have an interview. The man's arrival has ruined her good deed.