Chapter 179 Challenging the bottom line
Huo Qi Chen didn't move and grabbed her hand.
Jian Mo's gaze slowly fell on the hands of the two people, and her tone became serious: "Mr. Huo, you have overstepped your bounds."
Huo Qichen seemed not to hear. He suddenly turned around, grabbed her and walked into the women's restroom. He pushed open a cubicle, kicked it shut, threw Jian Mo onto the toilet, and leaned over to get closer. He did this in one go without hurting the woman.
"Jian Mo, are you challenging my bottom line?" The two people were at a very close distance, almost nose to nose. Huo Qi Chen could see the momentary confusion in Jian Mo's eyes, and Jian Mo could also see the uncontrollable anger in Huo Qi Chen's eyes.
The long-lost breath rushes into the senses, making people feel a little excited.
Jian Mo quickly smiled, his eyes showing the same calmness as before: "Boss Huo, I don't understand what you are saying. Did you receive a divorce agreement?"
Huo Qichen stared at the woman intently. He clearly wanted to strangle her to death, but a flash of self-abandonment appeared in his mind. He even thought that it would be better to just let it go, let her talk, let her vent her anger, and let him not be so hostile towards him.
"You and Zhou Liangqi appeared here together to irritate me."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Jian Mo's neck. She tried to break free, her face pale, but her mouth remained unforgiving. "Are you angry out of shame?"
When she said that, Huo Qichen actually admitted it. He sneered: "Isn't this what you want? You deliberately approached Zhou Liangqi, isn't it just to see me angry?"
"How is it? Am I too strong?"
Jian Mo wasn't wearing trousers today. Beneath her skirt were a pair of straight, slender legs. She suddenly raised her legs and rubbed them against the man's legs. "This is what we call heavy."
The expression on Huo Qichen's face froze at this moment, and the strength he exerted loosened.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Jian Mo suddenly waved away the hand that was controlling her, hugged his neck with her backhand, put her red lips close to his ear, and her lipstick lightly rubbed on his Canali shirt.
The arm she held around his neck was as soft as boneless. Although she had no strength, Huo Qichen felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
She whispered in his ear, "You once said that I was dreaming of becoming Mrs. Zhou. Why don't we see if I can do it?"
It is simply naked irony, every word can penetrate into a man's heart.
Huo Qichen's thin lips opened slightly, and a myriad of emotions surged up.
"Jian Mo!"
"Here I am."
The two looked at each other, one with turbulent eyes, the other as calm as boiled water.
So life and death depend on this moment.
Qingying's wedding banquet was actually very simple. She wore a white wedding dress and had light makeup. It was not too flashy, but also not overshadowed by others.
When Jian Mo walked into the lounge, she had already put on her makeup. There were a bunch of people around her. When they saw her come in, they all left. Jian Mo walked over and took a look around: "Not bad."
"You," Qingying tapped Jian Mo's lips, "Why is there a piece of your lipstick missing?"
Jian Mo felt guilty and walked towards the inner room in a panic, "Is there any?"
Qingying's heart is as clear as a mirror.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door. Qingying looked over and paused for a moment before asking, "Hello."
The other person was wearing a white windproof jacket, a hat on her head, long hair hanging down in front of her chest, and no makeup at all. She got straight to the point: "Long time no see."
Qingying remembered and looked at her.
Jian Mo was about to come out when she heard the sound in the inner room, but she was caught off guard and saw Qingying's hand making gestures towards her from below, so she did not make any more noise.
Qingying watched as the man pulled a red ring box from his pocket. She took two steps forward and opened it. "I found this on the bedside table when I woke up this morning. I figured it must be what you guys were going to need today, so I didn't dare delay and brought it to you. Do you want to check it out?"
What she said was quite clever. In just a few sentences, she outlined a story that was thought-provoking and inspiring.
Obviously, she had no intention of explaining and added fuel to the fire, "Don't tell Wen Qiushi. He'll be angry if he knows I'm here."
It was a men's ring, bought by Qingying herself. It was not expensive, and Wen Qiushi treated it like a treasure when he received it.
Qingying stood there, looking at Jian Mo from her perspective. She thought she would be angry, but she wasn't. She simply took the ring from the woman's hand and thanked her politely: "Thank you for taking the trip. Actually, you can call me and I'll come over to get it."
Jian Mo was surprised by Qingying's magnanimity. If it were in the past, she would definitely have torn the person to pieces.
"You should know that he can't tolerate loneliness. Guess, will he still come to me after you get married? To be honest, as long as the object is him, I don't mind being a mistress." The woman laughed ostentatiously.
Jian Mo was a little shocked when she heard these words. Are mistresses so arrogant these days?
Qingying remained calm: "Okay, it will be the same if you come to protest again."
The woman left.
Jian Mo walked out a little nervously. Even at this moment, Qingying still didn't show any sadness. "This..."
Before he could finish, Wen Qiushi came in and Jian Mo immediately stopped talking.
He said, "Qingying, it's time to start. You might feel a little tired."
Qingying handed the ring in her hand to him directly: "You have been looking for this ring for several days, and it was given to you by someone. Shouldn't you explain it?"
Jian Mo didn't expect her to be so straightforward.
Wen Qiushi paused, lowered his gaze, took the ring, and put it on his ring finger: "Sorry, I was called over that day, and I was not prepared, so I left it there."
"There won't be a next time."
Qingying curved her lips.
After they left, Jian Mo grabbed Qingying and asked, "Why aren't you angry?"
"Why are you angry?" She didn't understand. "I'm not in a position to be angry right now."
None of the elders from either family attended Wen Qiushi and Qingying's wedding banquet.
Qingying walked across the red carpet alone and came to the side of the man. It should have been a very touching scene, but Jian Mo found it a little creepy. She looked at Wen Qiushi, who looked like an honest man, with a strange look in her eyes. She intuitively felt that he was not a so-called good man.
"I don't know if I jumped into a fire pit." She said softly.
Zhou Liangqi sat beside her, peeling an orange, "I wish you could think this way when you marry Huo Qichen."
"..." Jian Mo couldn't help but hit his arm, "You know how to chat."
Zhou Liangqi smiled dotingly and stuffed a slice of orange into her mouth. "Don't worry, at least Wen Qiushi can help her solve big problems."
This scene fell into the eyes of the man sitting diagonally across from him. The secretary beside him trembled a little, "Boss Huo, do you want to..."
"Let her be." Huo Qichen stared at that side, his voice tense, he took a sip of wine, his eyes deep.
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