Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 220: Mr. Fu, Rest Assured (2)

Qiao Mo looked up and immediately broke into a smile: "My white peach tea pastry!"She quickly opened the gift bag, and her eyes brightened.

"With such a stunning beauty like me standing right in front of you, does your eyes only see that pastry?"

Xie Qinghuan sat down gracefully, and within dozens of meters, all the males kept glancing over.

Qiao Mo ignored her and focused on eating.

Xie Qinghuan spoke discontentedly: "Hey, do you even know how many people line up every day to ask me out?"

"Queen Qinghuan, isn’t it because I miss you~"

"Hmph."

Xie Qinghuan’s gaze softened a bit, finally showing slight satisfaction. She propped her chin on her hand and looked at Qiao Mo, lost in thought.

After drinking and eating to their fill.

When Qiao Mo looked up, she met her captivating eyes, mysterious and elegant, like a majestic Persian cat.

Though she had already spent countless nights with this woman, at this moment, as a fellow female, she could not help but be entranced!

To Qiao Mo, Xie Qinghuan was truly a remarkable woman!

A woman worthy of being called an enchantress by men~!

"Want to sleep with me?" Xie Qinghuan teased with a sly smile and alluring red lips.

Qiao Mo shot her a disdainful look...

Yet she had to admit, in front of Xie Qinghuan, she felt like a submissive, not knowing which demon could tame her.

After chatting for a while, the two headed straight to the mall.

Since the incident at the Qiao family, Qiao Mo had hardly bought herself anything, and today was a rare day when she felt good!

Before long, the two tried on a black dress together.

Qiao Mo stood in front of the mirror and shook her head...

Damn, every time she was with Xie Qinghuan, she’d take a hit.

Her chest was already small, but compared to hers, it seemed as flat as a plank!

"Don’t be self-conscious, let Mr. Fu give them a good rub, they’ll grow bigger," Xie Qinghuan patted Qiao Mo on the shoulder and went back to the fitting room.

Qiao Mo couldn’t help but roll her eyes and hurried inside as well.

After changing and coming out, she was unusually serious, paying as she spoke: "Mr. Fu treats you okay, right?"

"Yeah, just a bit moody and a bad temper."

Xie Qinghuan frowned slightly: "Men need to be disciplined, guard your heart, don’t get emotional."

"Yeah, it’s just for this year anyway."

"I’m really worried he might devour you whole, leaving no trace."

Qiao Mo remained silent, only confiding in Qinghuan about Fu Nancheng and Jiang Jinghao, hoping that this year won’t be her undoing by Fu Nancheng.

"Isn’t that your Mr. Fu over there?"

They hadn’t walked far when Xie Qinghuan suddenly stopped, her eyes fixing on something in the distance.

A man in a dark suit was personally pushing a wheelchair in which a serene and young woman, probably in her early twenties, sat. She wore a white long dress, and her complexion was somewhat pale, but her black eyes were piercingly clear.

Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, as that man was indeed Fu Nancheng...

The woman smiled softly, pointing at something in a shop. He nodded and pushed her into the store.

"Do you know her?" Xie Qinghuan asked.

Qiao Mo shook her head: "No."

"Want to say hi?"

"Forget it. After all, a year from now we’ll go our separate ways, just let it be."

Qiao Mo retracted her gaze and continued shopping with Xie Qinghuan.

But as soon as they exited a store, they ran into a pair of black eyes.

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, unsure whether to say hello, but he had already looked away.

As though he hadn’t seen her at all, he pushed the wheelchair and passed by her.