Chapter 139 This is called shopping

But at least his eyes were trained, and he could tell the price of Jian Mo's clothes with just one glance.

At first glance, it's amazing, it's not really a brand, it's haute couture! It's even a level higher than the brand!

The clerk suddenly became attentive.

Jian Mo actually wanted to try out the extravagant spending described in the novel, and she still had a secondary card that Huo Qichen had given her in her bag.

I don't know if he stopped.

It takes courage to splurge. She took a deep breath, collected items from a row of shelves, and said calmly, "Pack all these up and pay with the card."

The secondary card has no password.

The waiter happily swiped the card on the machine, but the result was beyond Jian Mo's expectations.

She didn't stop.

"Please send them to this address and someone will pick them up."

Afterwards, Jian Mo walked along the entire street, as if he had robbed every store he went to, and came out empty-handed. The car that was going to deliver the things to Mingyuan had already left.

She just wanted to annoy Huo Qi Chen on purpose.

On the other hand, the secretary received a call from the bank, saying that Mr. Huo's card was being used frequently.

He immediately reported to Huo Qichen.

The man was in the car, handling business. He looked up at his bank card information, twirled it lightly with his fingertips, and looked at the busy traffic ahead with an expressionless face.

He wondered what that woman was doing going in and out of the flagship store.

It turns out that he was spending his money.

Indescribably calm, he said, "Then ask the bank to increase her credit line and let her see that this is what shopping is all about."

Jian Mo never received a call from Huo Qichen. She walked from one end of the street to the other, and it seemed like she would never be able to use up the card in her lifetime.

Looking at the shop assistant's beaming face, the respect she received in this way did not make her feel happy at all, and was even accompanied by a huge sense of loss.

She stood at the end of the street. The wind and snow gradually grew stronger. She pulled her coat tightly together and slowly walked towards a five-star hotel across the street.

After getting the room card, he called Zhou Liangqi and said, "I'm in the hotel near Huo's, room number is 1356."

The other side was probably also outside, and what reached Jian Mo's ears was the sound of the whistling wind, sweeping over with a wailing sound.

Jian Mo didn't listen any further, hung up the phone directly, fell on the soft big bed, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

"Mr. Huo...his wife has entered the hotel?" The secretary who had been paying close attention to Jian Mo's movements followed her gaze and was very surprised.

How can a person suddenly stay in a hotel?

Huo Qichen pressed his hand on his brow and quickly typed a line of words on the keyboard to reply to his subordinate's email. Then he closed the laptop and looked up. He saw a Cayenne speeding on the street, heading towards the hotel in a hurry.

Huo Qichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Go check the room number where my wife lives."

Blue Cayenne, only one person in the whole Haicheng owns it.

Zhou Liangqi had just come back from a social event, having almost run all the way, with snow falling on his eyebrows, and he looked very energetic.

The door is not locked.

The door opened with a push, the light came on, and Jian Mo's coat was left on the bed. There were sounds coming from the bathroom, and Zhou Liangqi's pulse was beating a little fast... No, it was extremely fast.

Just then, I ran into a waiter pushing a food cart in. "Hello, this is the dinner you ordered."

I don't know if it was the hotel's thoughtfulness or a deliberate arrangement.

The red candles are swaying and the red wine is fragrant.

The waiter served the dishes with a very ambiguous look in his eyes, and even thoughtfully closed the door for them when he left.

Jian Mo came out wearing a bath towel, wrapped very tightly. Seeing Zhou Liangqi, she nodded calmly and said, "Let's eat together."

Zhou Liangqi didn't rush to sit down. He was wearing a light brown coat today, and he looked very dashing as he leaned against the table.

"You called me from my business place just to have a meal?"

Jian Mo was no longer afraid of him. She raised her head and forced a smile: "You've used me so many times, isn't that right?"

Zhou Liangqi hummed lightly, pulled out a chair and sat down, playing with a string of Bodhi flowers of high quality in his hand.

"The deal we just discussed starts at nine figures. You'd better have something more important to talk to me about."

After listening to this, Jian Mo took a sip of red wine. In the flickering candlelight, she smiled and said, "Zhou Liangqi, do you like me a little bit?"

A subtle emotion flashed across the latter's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he remained nonchalant. "Didn't I tell you? I've always liked you. So, have you thought it through and decided to divorce Huo Qichen?"

"What if I don't want a divorce?" Jian Mo said boldly, "I mean, if I don't want a divorce, will you still want me?"

Zhou Liangqi stopped playing with the Bodhi tree, and the meaning in his eyes deepened. Jian Mo was not actually very pretty, but her eyes were very bright, as if she could tell a story, and it was easy to fall for her.

He just looked at her, feeling a little embarrassed. "What happened?"

Still having some sense, Jian Mo gave up asking further questions, looked at the falling snow outside the window, and finished the steak at hand.

Zhou Liangqi didn't move and waited quietly for her to finish eating. After about fifteen minutes, Jian Mo became impatient and dropped the knife and fork in her hand. She suddenly leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss on the corner of his lips.

At this moment, Zhou Liangqi's remaining sanity was thinking that a volcanic eruption might not be as bad as the explosion at this moment.

Jian Mo's hand was soft and boneless and rested on the back of Zhou Liangqi's head. She kissed him briefly. Their faces were a little apart and their eyes met, gentler than candlelight.

"Jian Mo... do you know what you are doing?"

She kissed him briefly, fleetingly. "You haven't answered me yet."

Zhou Liangqi became aroused because she leaned forward and he could see the collar of her yukata clearly.

It was so white that it was sickening. His throat tightened and his breathing became rapid.

Just then, Jian Mo's cell phone rang. Zhou Liangqi felt her hand tremble slightly, her eyes began to clear up, and she let go of him.

It was Xiao Chen calling, "What's up?"

The other party was very anxious: "Have you read the email I sent you? Why haven't you replied yet?"

"I'll take care of it right away."

Being interrupted by this episode, no matter how beautiful the scene was, it couldn't be any more.

Jian Mo looked towards the door, but there was no movement there, as if even if she didn't brake and continued to indulge herself, no one would come to disturb her.

She suddenly felt annoyed.

But it doesn’t matter, when it comes to patience, she can’t lose.

"Jian Mo." Zhou Liangqi stared at her, becoming more serious.

Jian Mo pursed her lips and said, "Something happened at work suddenly. I have to go."

"I send you."

"No, I'll get a taxi and be there soon."

She went into the bathroom to change her clothes, and when she came out, Zhou Liangqi had already used the app to call a taxi for her, and it was downstairs.

He looked at Jian Mo's leaving back and called her, "Should I pretend nothing happened tonight?"

Jian Mo curled her lips and gestured to him, meaning that he didn't need to take it seriously.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Jian Mo fastened her seat belt and gave an address - Mingyuan.

Before Zhou Liangqi came over, she had already greeted Xiao Chen and asked her to call her on time in half an hour to say that there was something important.