Chapter 89 Do you want to belly dance at the party?

As the office door closed, Li Ruochu pushed Feng Yizhou away as if he had been electrocuted.

Feng Yizhou was pushed back half a step, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Secretary Li, this is a typical case of crossing the river and then destroying the bridge."

His voice was low and teasing, "You're so eager to distance yourself from me after just using me. It's really chilling."

"I'm just doing this to make my aunt happy!" Li Ruochu retorted subconsciously.

"Really?" Feng Yizhou suddenly took a step closer, and his slender fingers precisely clasped her wrist.

The warmth of his palm made Li Ruochu's breathing pause.

"Are you sure you're not trying to take advantage of me?" He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe.

"I...I didn't..." Li Ruochu's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and his eyelashes trembled in panic, like the wings of a frightened butterfly.

She felt her cheeks burning and her neck turned pink, like a steamed crab.

Feng Yizhou chuckled. He looked at the embarrassed look of the man in front of him with satisfaction, and suddenly changed the subject: "Business reception at the Hyatt Hotel at 7 o'clock in the evening."

"Still going?" Li Ruochu looked up suddenly, his almond-shaped eyes filled with surprise.

She thought about the last time the wine was drugged. If it happened again, she wouldn't have the manager to save people.

"Don't worry," Feng Yizhou seemed to see through her concerns and gently stroked her palm with his fingertips, "This is a serious business occasion."

He paused deliberately, "And...I want you and Su Manyin to go together."

Li Ruochu immediately became like a cat with its fur standing on end: "Boss Feng!"

She broke free from his hand and took two steps back to create a safe distance. "You clearly saw us almost fighting just now. Are you going to use us as performance guests in the Colosseum now?"

"Tsk, he's President Feng again." The man narrowed his eyes, like a leopard whose fur was being stroked.

The voice of Yizhou just now sounded so beautiful!

This action suddenly reminded Li Ruchu.

She took out her cell phone, and her eyes sparkled when the screen lit up: "Boss Feng, 50,000 yuan for labor?"

The ending tone rises with a sly temptation.

"No." Feng Yizhou turned around and was about to leave.

"You're destroying the bridge after crossing it!" Li Ruochu stomped his feet in anger, "You're the one without conscience..." Before he finished speaking, a crisp reminder sound rang out.

“Fifty thousand yuan has arrived in my Alipay account!”

Li Ruochu's expression changed instantly. She trotted forward and put her slender fingers on the man's shoulder: "Mr. Feng..."

She drew out the tone, kneading with just the right amount of force with her fingertips, "Are you tired? Let me help you relax!"

Feng Yizhou saw her smiling from the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window, her teeth showing, like a little fox that had stolen oil.

"The reason why you two are asked to go together is because Su Manyin and Zhou Corporation have a cooperation, so you two must go together."

"Okay!" Although Li Ruochu didn't like Su Manyin, his current identity was the secretary of Shenggu's president.

She has to consider this company!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Feng Yizhou came to Li Ruchu's door and waited.

Inside, Li Ruochu was changing into a dress and pinching the soft flesh on her waist in front of the mirror.

The champagne-colored silk evening gown was originally her favorite style, with a perfectly fitted waistline, but now it looked like a tightly bound cocoon.

She tugged at the hem of her skirt, and the fabric stretched dangerously across her chest. When she raised her hand, she could even see the fat trembling slightly under the fabric.

The moment the doorbell rang, she was biting her lip in annoyance in front of the mirror.

Feng Yizhou leaned against the door frame, his long legs wrapped in suit pants casually crossed, the tips of his leather shoes touching the marble floor.

He squinted his eyes and looked at her: "Secretary Li, you are wearing this outfit, are you planning to perform belly dancing at the banquet?"

Li Ruochu's cheeks were flushed. The neckline of her dress was already low, and what he said made her feel even more embarrassed. "Since my divorce from Shen Yubai, I've been in a good mood, and my appetite has naturally improved."

She stiffened her neck and retorted, and caught a glimpse of the curve at the corner of the man's lips, which was clearly a smile of sarcasm.

"If her dress was stretched out and photographed by all the reporters, tomorrow's headline would probably be 'Feng's secretary had a late-night meal with a client, accidentally exposed herself, sparking heated discussion.'"

Feng Yizhou suddenly took a step closer, and the smell of his well-dressed suit and leather shoes, mixed with the scent of mint and tobacco, invaded the room.

When Li Ruochu backed away, he bumped into the dressing table. The mirror reflected his Adam's apple rolling, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Ten minutes, change it." The man threw over a satin gift box.

Baidarui's red dress lay in the box like a burning flame.

Li Ruochu stroked the skirt with his fingertips. Under the velvety texture, there were three hundred and sixty hand-made pleats, and the hem of the skirt was layered like a blooming rose.

When she changed into a dress and stood in front of a full-length mirror, her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.

The deep V-neckline perfectly outlines the clavicle line, the waist-hugging design highlights the curves to the fullest, and the skirt ripples as you walk, and every step feels like stepping on the stars.

"This skirt... is enough to buy my life." She muttered to herself while spinning in circles.

Feng Yizhou leaned against the door, his eyes fixed on her slender waist.

The red color makes her skin look even whiter, like a peeled lychee, glowing in the light.

A sudden heat welled up in his throat. He looked away and coughed, "If we keep dawdling, the Zhou family will think we are plotting to take over the Zhou family."

"Okay, let's go and seal Mo Ji's mouth!" Li Ruochu originally wanted to take a few photos. After all, he was wearing a golden dress!

The two drove towards the business reception hosted by Zhou.

When I arrived at the door, most of the people here had already gone in.

There were only staff at the door greeting the few remaining guests.

Feng Yizhou bent his arm and motioned Li Ruchu to hold him.

However, Li Ruochu refused: "Boss Feng, the dress I'm wearing is too expensive. It would be bad if it gets damaged. Let's go our separate ways!"

"Li Ruchu, do you want to piss me off to death and then inherit my company?" Feng Yizhou's expression became increasingly ugly.

Li Ruochu took his arm without hesitation: "Boss Feng, I am the most sensible person."

Seeing that Li Ruochu was so obedient, Feng Yizhou exempted Li Ruochu from punishment.

At this time, a man got out of the car behind.

Looking at the close relationship between the two people in front of me, my heart suddenly ached.

Shen Yubai had been recuperating well during this period, but he just never waited for her, Ruchu, to come and see him.

I originally thought that Li Ruochu was cruel, but when he learned that he was unconscious, his mother and Gu Qiuying made a big fuss in the hospital.

I guess Li Ruchu must have been heartbroken by then.

He had attended many parties with Li Ruochu, but he had never seen her as dazzling as today.

Even if he only saw Li Ruochu's back, Shen Yubai felt that she was like a star, out of reach.

"Ayu, what are you looking at?" Gu Qiuying got out of the car on the other side.

She was wearing a white dress, with delicate makeup on her face, and came to Shen Yubai's side.

Following his gaze, there was no one else there except the butler who was welcoming the guests.

"It's okay!" Shen Yubai said, and walked straight in without waiting for Gu Qiuying!