Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 125 I don't like overly serious women

hotel room.

Looking at the enormous double bed, Qian Xingjie laughed with extreme sarcasm, "This is the solution you were talking about?"

He paused for a moment after turning around.

Musa gazed at him, slowly unbuttoning her coat, which fell to the ground, followed by her trousers, revealing her beautiful back...

Under the light, her skin, which was usually covered up, was as white as a student's. Although she was very thin, she had a strong presence and well-proportioned muscles, unlike the delicate and frail young lady.

She liked to wear heavy eyeliner, with the corners of her eyes flared out, giving her an aloof and unapproachable air. In fact, compared to the women he had been with, Musa had a unique kind of beauty.

Qian Xingjie's amused gaze swept over her, his smile deepening. "You think that just because you're naked, every man will sleep with you?"

He waved his index finger a few times, then stepped forward and pinched her chin with his fingers. Her face was as big as a palm, and her eyes were firm and bright, without a trace of a girl's gentleness.

"Those girls are all incredibly aroused, can you? Can you make a man feel like he's in heaven?"

"I……"

Musa's hesitation revealed her pure heart.

Qian Xingjie withdrew his hand and told Mu Sha, "I advise you not to like me!"

"why?"

Qian Xingjie picked up his coat and draped it over his arm. As he left, he left Mu Sha with a message: "Because I don't like overly proper women!"

Bang!
The door blocked Musa's view, and she stood motionless, her body shivering as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

He said he didn't like overly proper women, but he didn't know that she could become the kind of woman he liked for him!

Three days later, Nan Wu will be married into the Xiao family for the second time.

She had thought that Xiao Shen would come knocking on her door because of this, after all, her previous wedding had been ruined by him. However, in the past few days, Xiao Shen seemed to have disappeared from her world, with no phone calls, no WeChat messages, and no other activity.

A phone call interrupted her thoughts. She shook her head, trying to completely banish the image of that man from her mind.

It was a call from a colleague reminding her not to forget the department dinner that evening.

At 6 p.m., she booked a private room at a Chinese restaurant. There were about 10 to 20 key people in the department. There were two large tables in the room. After ordering, Nanwu went out for some fresh air.

Her phone beeped, and she quickly took it out to check it. Her expression changed from anticipation to disappointment, and finally to frustration.

She ran her hand through her hair from her forehead, feeling that she must have gone mad, having fallen so deeply into Xiao Shen's trap.

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to her room, a figure grabbed her leg.

Gao Jun was tall and imposing, with a cold and aloof gait. Dressed in black, his black clothes accentuated his arrogant and cunning demeanor.

Whether it's his height advantage or his exceptionally handsome features, he instantly grabs attention and becomes the center of everyone's gaze the moment he appears.

Beside him was a woman who looked petite, bright, sweet, and generous; she was a perfect match for him.

It was clear how much that woman adored Xiao Shen; even her gaze towards him was full of love.

"Brother Shen, I rarely eat Chinese food, so I don't know if this place is good or not!" Qian Ke'er made conversation.

Xiao Shen retorted without hesitation, "Why don't you try it and see?"

After saying that, he left her and walked alone towards the side hall.

It was clear that Qian Ke'er was unhappy because she had lost face, but only for a few seconds before she happily chased after him again.

Nan Wu stood on the second floor, unable to hear what they were saying, but at that moment, she felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest.

No wonder Xiao Shen hasn't contacted her these past few days; it turns out he has another beauty by his side. Indeed, Qian Ke'er is of noble birth, fair-skinned, and beautiful—a worthy object of pursuit for many talented young men in the circle. And look at herself—not to mention she's an imposter, even if she were the real eldest daughter of the Nan family, what difference would it make? According to Chen Wanru, she comes from a humble family and isn't even qualified to help the Xiao family. The reason Chen Wanru opposes her marriage to Xiao Jiayang is because she can't bring him any benefit; she might even hold him back.

No business is without profit. Xiao Shen is a smart man. He knows better than anyone who is useful to him and who can help him.

Let alone him, even if it were Nan Wu, she would still choose Qian Ke'er without hesitation.

Love and romance are nothing compared to career.

Without the support of benefits, everything amounts to nothing.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shen suddenly looked towards the second floor. Nan Wu was terrified and quickly hid behind a marble pillar.

It doesn't matter that he saw it; what matters is Qian Ke'er standing next to him.

Why is Qian Ke'er still in Ningcheng? When is she finally leaving?

As long as she is in Ningcheng, Nanwu will be in danger for another day.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back; no matter how dangerous it is, she has no other choice.

"Brother Shen, Brother Shen? What are you looking at?" Qian Ke'er looked up following Xiao Shen's gaze, but there was nothing by the railing on the second floor.

Xiao Shen calmly withdrew his gaze, "It's nothing."

He glanced down at his watch and frowned. "When is Uncle Qian coming?"

Feeling guilty, Qian Ke'er fidgeted with the tablecloth in her hands. "My dad... he might not be able to come because something came up!"

Xiao Shen raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem angry. "In that case, let's reschedule for another day!"

"Hey, Brother Shen, don't go!" Qian Ke'er stopped him, her beautiful eyes filled with a pitiful expectation. "Even if my dad isn't coming, we can still eat. Besides, I've never eaten at this restaurant before. Just keep me company, okay, Brother Shen?"

Given Xiao Shen's personality, he could have easily ignored the person who deceived him. After all, he came here because of Qian Huai'an, but it turned out that Qian Ke'er was the one playing him.

However, remembering what Old Master Xiao had told him, he couldn't be bothered to pursue the matter any further; it was just a meal after all.

Seeing Xiao Shen sit back down, Qian Ke'er was overjoyed.

Nan Wu was preoccupied in the private room.

"...Come on, let's all raise a glass to General Manager Nan!"

"President Nan, President Nan?"

Seeing Nan Wu lost in thought, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, someone nudged her, and she snapped out of her daze, apologetically clinking glasses with everyone.

Feeling dejected for a long time, Nan Wu drank a couple more glasses at the dinner table. She felt a bit stuffy in her chest. Some of the employees were clamoring to eat the restaurant's signature dim sum, so she went out to call the waiter to take their order.

I ran into the restaurant manager at the bottom of the stairs. "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I heard you have a signature dessert?"

"Hundred Flower Pastry! Made entirely by hand using petals from over a hundred different flowers, it undergoes six or seven processes including kneading, proofing, steaming, and frying. Our chef is a ninth-generation descendant, whose ancestors used to serve the imperial court. You absolutely cannot find this anywhere else, and it's limited in quantity every day. There's only one left!"

Nan Wu smiled and said, "You make it sound so good, it would be a shame if I didn't try it this time, so let's go..."

"I want it!"

Nanwu never expected that the snacks she wanted would be snatched away by someone else.

I turned my head and paused for a moment.