Chapter 80 Addicted to Her
As if to make up for the regret of not being able to open the gift completely again, this time it felt deep and heavy.
At the end, Xu Qingwu collapsed into a ball and didn't want to move at all.
She had bought the nightgown with her own money, and she felt like she was being sold and was helping others count the money.
However, at least the two times this week have been completed.
She reached out to take the mobile phone on the bedside table. Under the dim warm yellow light of the wall lamp, two fingerprints were clearly imprinted on the white wrist bone.
It fell when Cen Xihuai grabbed her hands and crossed them on the pillow.
The restraint wasn't light, but it wasn't severe either. However, it still left a mark on her that would probably take a day or two to fade.
If it's like this here, she doesn't need to think about how serious the traces will be in other places.
Fortunately, it is autumn now and the clothes don’t reveal much skin. As long as you don’t wear a dress, it won’t have much of an impact.
Her movement lifted the quilt, revealing a slender waist stained with finger marks, and below was a symmetrical sand dune with many red marks on it.
It was obviously very light, but it still made her look embarrassed.
Cen Xihuai turned his gaze away calmly and restrainedly.
I wanted to light a cigarette, but I just closed my eyes and held it back.
He was not addicted to cigarettes, but he was addicted to her.
There was a WeChat reminder on the phone, sent by Cen Yu at 9:30.
At that time, she seemed to hear her cell phone ringing in a daze, but she was in no mood to pay attention to it.
When she clicked on it, it was Cen Yu asking her if she had time next Saturday, and Xu Qingwu replied yes.
As soon as the message was sent, Cen Yu called her and she answered.
"elder sister."
"Qingwu, we at Muse are holding a charity gala next Saturday at 7pm. Are you interested in attending?"
Xu Qingwu was not very interested in this kind of activity, but it was not easy for her to refuse Cen Yu. After all, she was married to Cen Xihuai, and maintaining a good relationship with her husband's family was also a part of managing her marriage.
She replied to Cen Yu: "Of course, I will come on time."
Cen Yu laughed on the other end of the phone. "Okay, I'll send you an electronic invitation. You can also bring your friends along. It's a pity that Cen Xihuai doesn't like this kind of occasion and never attends. Otherwise, I could have invited you two to come and play together."
After hanging up the phone, Cen Yu sent an electronic invitation letter, the black and white color scheme showed the style.
"Where are we going?" Cen Xihuai asked.
"My sister's magazine is holding a charity dinner on Saturday and invited me to come."
"Want me to accompany you?"
Thinking of what Cen Yu said, Xu Qingwu naturally refused him: "No need, I'll go with my friends."
Cen Xihuai's eyes dimmed: "Okay."
"We have to wear a dress on Saturday, so can we not do that before Saturday?"
"Which one?"
"..." Xu Qingwu pointed at the good things he had done on his body, "What do you think?"
"Can't you be gentler?"
"Can't."
"All right."
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This week, Xu Qingwu successfully completed the project at hand. The person in charge of the new energy subsidiary that she was negotiating a cooperation with also sent a message saying that the headquarters would send a special person to contact her next week. Huang Yun also happened to have an accident and the cooperation was not concluded this week.
The outcome is uncertain and we are back to competition again.
On Saturday, Xia Xiaoxiao's driver drove over to pick her up and take her to the styling studio.
In the past, when they attended events, they would use Cen Yue’s stylist and dresses, but since Cen Yue is still traveling and has not returned, they can only fend for themselves.
The charity dinner was held at the Huajing Hotel, which is Cen Xihuai's property. Xu Qingwu had previously assisted him in acquiring a resort as a third-party attorney.
Muse magazine, founded by Cen Yu, is a fashion trendsetter. Coupled with her status as the eldest princess of the Cen family, many people inside and outside the circle want to get close to her.
However, although Cen Yu is funny and enthusiastic in private, she has the image of an icy beauty in public. Her aura of keeping strangers away is exactly the same as Cen Xihuai's, so few people dare to come forward and disturb her.
Many popular stars also came to the dinner, and they were dressed in elegant clothes, drinking and chatting, making it very lively.
On the red carpet, after the stars signed autographs and agreed to take photos with the media, Xu Qingwu took Xia Xiaoxiao's arm and walked directly through the VIP channel into the inner venue. Because there were many wealthy and influential people from the circle, filming was prohibited here to protect the privacy of the guests.
The two met Shen Qian at the door, who was wearing a layered cake princess dress and carrying a Chanel.
"Xu Qingwu!"
Shen Qian chased after her in eight-centimeter high heels and waved the bag in her hand in front of her: "Does it look good? Brother Ze bought this for me as a reward for being your bridesmaid."
Xia Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded: "What's going on? Is she the other bridesmaid?"
Xu Qingwu was helpless: "Yes, just bear with it, I will buy you a bag too."
"Don't you have a bad relationship with her?"
"Just make do with it."
Shen Qian didn't hear the two whispering about her. She looked Xia Xiaoxiao up and down and said disdainfully, "Are you going to be a bridesmaid with me?"
"Any questions?"
"You're a bit unsophisticated."
"I haven't yet thought you're big-breasted and brainless."
"Thank you for praising me~" Shen Qian laughed cheerfully, "Don't worry, I will dress you up nicely on the wedding day so you don't look so unfashionable."
Xia Xiaoxiao spends most of her time in the laboratory, and her social circle is mostly composed of humble intellectuals. Faced with Shen Qian, a narcissist who can't understand good or bad words, she is a little speechless for a while.
Seeing that her two bridesmaids were not getting along before they even started, Xu Qingwu hurriedly tried to reconcile them: "Okay, Shen Qian, if you don't bully Xiao Xiao, I'll buy you a bag too, okay?"
"When did you become so generous?"
"I'm quite rich now." Xu Qingwu told the truth.
Shen Qian was furious when she thought about Xu Qingwu getting the title of Mrs. Cen. She snorted and made a request: "Then buy me Hermès."
She really knew how to take advantage of others. Xu Qingwu agreed: "...Okay, as long as you're obedient."
Xia Xiaoxiao wanted to go to the bathroom, and Shen Qian forcibly took her arm and wanted to go with her. She rarely wore eight-centimeter high heels, but if the lower part of the dress she wore was too short, she would look like a bucket.
Xia Xiaoxiao didn't want to pay attention to her. Shen Qian smiled heartlessly: "Let's get closer before the wedding and work together for Hermès."
Xia Xiaoxiao: "..."
Xu Qingwu looked at the two noisy people, and then thought of the upcoming wedding, and couldn't help but sigh.
As soon as I pushed the door open, I bumped into Wen Jiajia, who was holding a man's arm and smiling sweetly.
Wen Jiajia was wearing a cake princess dress of a similar style to Shen Qian's, but her figure and back were not as thin as Shen Qian's, and she looked a little bloated.
Xu Qingwu couldn't help but wonder, is this the new fashion trend this year? She really couldn't appreciate it.
Wen Jiajia was also looking at her at the same time.
She was wearing a very plain black velvet satin halter fishtail dress, which made her skin look whiter than snow. Her tall figure was naturally curvy, with breasts and hips. Although she was not wearing any jewelry, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
Damn Xu Qingwu, why does she have to be so pretty?
Seeing that she was alone, Wen Jiajia, who finally seized the opportunity, came over with Huang Bosheng on her arm and sarcastically said, "Sister Qingwu, why are you here alone? Don't you have a husband?"
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