Even though they were together and she knew why the other person was hesitant to speak, she was still a little scared.
Isn't this the result she wanted?
Find a man, a great man, marry him, and then have lots and lots of adorable babies.
Zhao Xiaoyue gazed at the azure sky, a gentle breeze ruffling her flaxen-colored hair; she seemed particularly affected.
I'm going to Kyoto for a comic convention to discuss business and I need to meet with Zhao Xiaoyue.
Although the company is run by two people, Zhao Xiaoyue is still a fierce dog at anime conventions, and she can basically walk sideways at shopping mall anime conventions.
Some unassuming individuals wanted to bully the comic convention and sought help from Zhao Xiaoyue. The first thing Zhao Xiaoyue did upon entering the private room was to beat the bullies so badly that even their parents would have trouble recognizing them.
Everyone knew that RL was in charge of the comic convention, and Zhao Xiaoyue was in charge from then on. From then on, the comic convention was all the rage.
The two sat in a coffee shop by the window. Zhao Xiaoyue stirred the liquid in her cup, stirring it a few times, then sighing, then stirring it a few more times and sighing again.
At the anime convention, someone put down their cup and tried to stop them, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, if you're not going to drink, don't touch it. Do you even know what this is?"
Zhao Xiaoyue rested her chin on her hand. "Coffee, what else could it be?"
At the comic convention, someone crossed their legs and shouted, "Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, three hundred dollars a cup, just throw it away!"
"Huh? This is Blue Mountain coffee?"
At the anime convention, she delicately stirred the food with a small spoon, then took a small sip and said, "Not bad."
Zhao Xiaoyue started to feel the pinch of money; she saw right through the anime convention.
"Zhao Xiaoyue, please be a little more magnanimous. You are now the owner of a listed company, albeit behind the scenes, but you are the one who actually controls it completely. Tell me, who else is like you, haggling over a hundred yuan? Besides, isn't Young Master Situ's entire fortune in your hands? Is it really that big of a deal?"
Zhao Xiaoyue stared with her round eyes, "Is it really necessary? It's far too much! Humph!"
The man at the comic convention paused, sipping his coffee. "What's going on? Did you eat some kind of explosive? You... hey, isn't that Situ Ming?"
Zhao Xiaoyue turned around and saw a tall man in a black bespoke suit with an elegantly dressed woman on his arm, about to take the elevator to the third floor.
Zhao Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes dangerously; the third floor was the clothing section…
"What's going on between you and Situ Ming?" The people at the comic convention were quite gossipy. "Did he finally give up on you?"
The person was gone. Zhao Xiaoyue turned around, completely stiff and forlorn.
Situ Ming stepped into the elevator with a dark expression. Even though he was already arm in arm with another woman, he remained unmoved.
"Brother, are you really going to make your wife so angry?" Huang Yating's eyes darted around. "If you give up, I'll definitely pursue her!"
Situ Mingzhen was lost in his own thoughts when he heard these words. His eyes flashed with sharp glares, and the air seemed to tighten.
"Okay, okay, I won't chase you, I won't chase you. Seeing you like this makes me angry."
Huang Yating looked very alluring in her tight-fitting dress and bright red lips.
Situ Ming warned, "After a few days of fun, hurry back to England. Don't let Grandpa see you, or he'll start crying and wailing again."
Huang Yating snorted, "None of your business!"
With graduation just around the corner, Zhao Xiaoyue felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at at comic conventions.
"Hey Zhao, you better go to the company and report for duty right after graduation, or I'll follow you wherever you go!"
Zhao Xiaoyue could only obediently nod.
On Zhao Xiaoyue's twentieth birthday, she left the entire company at the comic convention to go on a date.
Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the postcard she left behind: Enjoy a few days of leisure, don't deduct!
She was a little annoyed that the comic convention had ended so abruptly.
Little did they know, the comic convention was now in a desperate situation due to Situ Ming's pressure.
"Ninth Young Master, you really think highly of me. I've told you everything I need to know. There's really no other way."
Situ Ming leisurely sipped his whiskey, not even glancing at the comic convention; the sea breeze had caused his white shirt collar to open wide.
With his well-proportioned chest muscles, healthy complexion, and handsome appearance, he immediately caught my eye at the anime convention.
Then I thought, no, no, this belongs to my best friend, I can't let her become gay.
While lost in thought, he heard Situ Ming say, "The land in Zone C of Yuncheng is for sale, and the buyer is yet to be determined."
The person at the comic convention jumped up, and even the bodyguards couldn't hold them back.
"Sector C? Really?"
Situ Ming gave the comic convention a look that said, "Guess what?"
He was rubbing his hands together at the comic convention; it was a piece of land he had been eyeing for a long time. If he could get his hands on it, he could create a connection with the hotel in Changnan, but the price was outrageously high.
His mind was racing at the comic convention when suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.
"Ninth Young Master, sometimes Zhao responds to gentle persuasion but not to force, and sometimes he won't listen to either. Why don't you try using reverse psychology?"
Situ Ming frowned. "I tried it last time, but it didn't work."
He and Huang Yating passed by right under her nose without Zhao Xiaoyue asking a single question.
It wasn't like this before.
The anime convention worker smiled knowingly. He had been right; how could Situ Ming possibly accept someone else?
"Who was that woman that day?"
“My cousin, a relative from my mother’s side,” Situ Ming glanced at the foreigner, “she’s like you, she doesn’t like men.”
Comic convention: "!!!"
I don't want to dwell on this issue at the comic convention; it makes me feel like I'm naked.
"That's because you haven't done it enough times." Comic Con leaned closer to Situ Ming. "Then, if you want to arouse her possessiveness, you should find a woman she might know to act as your acquaintance. That's how you'll succeed."
Situ Ming listened to him.
After finishing her work at the company, Zhao Xiaoyue felt a little dizzy, so she randomly went into a restaurant and ordered a cold drink.
Looking up, I saw Situ Ming leading a woman to the front desk to order food.
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