Chapter 316 Don't tell me you really like her

Cui Xiao remained expressionless; she could always control her emotions. Her tone was calm as she said, "I thought Zhou Lu knew and specially chose this one for me."

Zhou Mubin slammed his wine glass down, and when he looked over, Cui Xiao had already looked away.

The lamplight fell on her hair, casting a soft glow. He looked at her, his brows furrowed so deeply they seemed about to snap.

How come I never noticed before that she was so sharp-tongued?

Zhou Mubin deliberately moved his position, taking up half of the space that had previously belonged to Mo Ziqian. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his legs spread wide open, displaying a carefree and irreverent demeanor befitting a spoiled brat.

He turned his head and looked Cui Xiao up and down without any restraint. "Cui Xiao, so you can talk back too."

For eleven years, Cui Xiao followed him obediently, doing everything she could to meet any of Zhou Mubin's unreasonable demands.

Cui Xiao thought that even if Zhou Mubin told her to die, she would do it without hesitation.

But now, Cui Xiao wants to live a different life. She doesn't want to be a puppet anymore, and she doesn't want to be subservient.

Cui Xiao took a sip of her juice and smiled calmly, "Everyone will rebel. It's not that I didn't know how before, it's just that I didn't want to."

The juice in her hand was empty. She put down the empty glass and stood up. "Lawyer Zhou, it's getting late. I'll be going now."

Zhou Mubin glanced at her meaningfully out of the corner of his eye, his mind unsettled by her words.

What do you mean by "It's not that I can't, it's just that I don't want to"?

Just then, Mo Ziqian returned from the restroom and, seeing Cui Xiao about to leave, asked, "Miss Cui, are you going back?"

With her bag in one hand, Cui Xiao casually tossed her long hair over her shoulder. "Well, it's getting late, I should go back and rest."

Mo Ziqian, in a gentlemanly and elegant manner, said, "It's very late, let me take Miss Cui home."

Cui Xiao politely declined, "No need, I drove here and didn't drink, no need to go to so much trouble."

Ignoring these excuses, Mo Ziqian insisted on taking Cui Xiao home. He strode over to Cui Xiao and snatched her purse.

Cui Xiao was surprised to find her hands empty.

Mo Ziqian was already walking out. "Miss Cui, it's so late. It's not safe for a girl to go home alone. I have a driver with me, so it won't be a bother."

Since they had already said that, Cui Xiao felt too embarrassed to refuse again.

Otherwise, it would seem pretentious.

Cui Xiao followed, and the two disappeared from Zhou Mubin's sight.

Those deep, dark eyes remained fixed on the direction the two had left in; a closer look revealed the sinister glint hidden within them.

His friend, beaming with pride, raised his glass and said, "Brother Zhou, these two are definitely going to have a thing. Maybe they'll even consummate their relationship tonight, hahaha."

Adults don't have much patience in relationships, especially those in their social circles. It's common for them to hit it off and go to a hotel room within a minute.

Seeing that Zhou Mubin didn't react, his friend, being rather simple-minded, didn't notice anything wrong with Zhou Mubin.

He continued, "Brother Zhou, to tell you the truth, we all thought Cui Xiao was your mistress. If we had known you two weren't together, I bet a lot of people would have gone after her."

Cui Xiao is beautiful and aloof by nature; such an unattainable beauty is most likely to arouse the interest of these rich second-generation heirs.

Everyone assumed that her relationship with Zhou Mubin was an unspoken understanding, but it turns out it was all a misunderstanding.

My friend smacked her lips, "If only I had volunteered, ah..."

Zhou Mubin slapped him on the head, then stood up as well. "Self-recommendation? Get the hell away from me."

Zhou Mubin cursed and strode away hastily.

Mo Ziqian is actually a very talkative person. Perhaps because he gets along well with Cui Xiao, it was the first time he felt that being with a woman was not so boring.

Those rich young ladies always talked about beauty products or jewelry, and their conversations were always about luxury goods. It was like torture for Mo Ziqian to be around them.

The driver drove steadily on the road, while the two chatted happily in the back.

Before we knew it, the car slowly came to a stop.

As Cui Xiao got out of the car, Mo Ziqian also got out. "Miss Cui, may I add you as a contact?"

Cui Xiao stopped walking and did not refuse.

She took out her phone, found her QR code, and Mo Ziqian scanned the code to add her as a friend, adding her name to the contact.

Then, he stood facing Cui Xiao with his hands in his pockets and said, "Miss Cui, you are the first woman I can get along with."

Cui Xiao raised an eyebrow, "So honored?"

Mo Ziqian laughed, "It's clearly my honor."

She agreed to exchange contact information, which likely means she wasn't that opposed to him, something Mo Ziqian could be happy about.

Cui Xiao: "Mr. Mo is really humorous."

He was a head taller than Cui Xiao, and the two stood under the streetlight, the light carrying a hazy, ambiguous atmosphere.

Mo Ziqian looked at her and asked the question he had been wanting to ask all evening but hadn't, "Ms. Cui, I've actually heard some things about your relationship with Attorney Zhou before, but I don't know if it's true or just a rumor."

Cui Xiao paused, her beautiful face turning somewhat pale.

Mo Ziqian may have had his reasons for asking this question, but for Cui Xiao, it was not a question she could face with equanimity.

Having followed Zhou Mubin for eleven years, Cui Xiao knew perfectly well what those around him thought about their relationship.

In their hearts, she was Zhou Mubin's mistress, his most loyal sycophant, the kind of top-tier sycophant that couldn't be kicked away even if you tried.

It's normal for Mo Ziqian to have such concerns.

He might have a good impression of her, but if she has such a dirty past, no amount of good impression can offset his principles.

Cui Xiao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Mr. Mo, I am still a virgin."

Suddenly, Mo Ziqian froze.

He hadn't expected Cui Xiao's answer to be so straightforward, so direct that it caught him off guard.

However, Cui Xiao remained calm and composed, saying, "Mr. Mo, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Thank you for bringing me back."

She turned gracefully, leaving Mo Ziqian with a receding figure.

Dragging my tired body out of the elevator, I looked up and saw Zhou Mubin standing in front of my door.

He leaned lazily against the wall, and when he saw her return, he lifted his eyelids and glanced over. "Back so late? Went out to a hotel?"

Mo Ziqian's driver was very steady, unlike Zhou Mubin, who could drive the car at breakneck speed. In addition, the two of them had been delayed downstairs for a while, so they were naturally slower than Zhou Mubin.

Cui Xiao remained calm, her expression revealing no extra emotion. "Judging from Mr. Mo's physique, he's not that weak."

Zhou Mubin narrowed his eyes, a dangerous aura emanating from him. "Speaking so favorably of him, don't tell me you've actually taken a liking to him."