419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

"You are a big deal."

Jian Jian was noncommittal, glanced at him, and said lightly: "As long as you give me a discount, it's not a big deal. Or..."

He smiled, "You can do it for free."

Xi Feng snorted coldly: "Are you still a good boy when you get cheap? Every inch of my land is filled with gold and silver, and being able to lend it to you is already my biggest concession."

"You won't do things that don't benefit you." Jian Jian also raised his eyebrows, "We are just helping each other and benefiting each other." [

Xi Feng shrugged, noncommittal, and looked around again and again:

"However, are you sure your surprise won't turn into shock or even horror?"

Yi Jian glanced at him, "Just take care of your own woman."

"OK?" Xi Feng didn't say anything anymore. When he turned his head and saw a woman with a cold face looking at him with cold eyes, he had no time to take care of his affairs, so he casually said "I hope you don't regret it" and turned towards him. Follow the woman.

Seeing him approaching, Jiang Xinyao turned her face away coldly.

"Miss Jiang, your clothes and dinner are really..." The young stylist next to me was persuading her with a troubled expression.

A woman who is obviously very elegant insists on dressing up like a man, wearing a suit and leather shoes, the stylist is helpless, and there is nowhere to put the custom-made dress in his hand.

Seeing Xi Feng approaching, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some embarrassment:

"Mr. Xi..."

Xi Feng's sharp gaze shifted from the gift in her hand to the proud woman's face, and he waved his hand:

"She wears whatever she likes."

The stylist didn't speak any more and stepped back.

Jiang Xinyao looked at him coldly, pursed her lips and said nothing, her posture was very proud.

Xi Feng approached, raised her chin with his fingers: "I will do whatever you want, except marriage."

Jiang Xinyao turned her face away, ignored him, and walked towards the door.

People who don't have a common language are wasting saliva no matter what they say.

Xi Feng withdrew his hand, gently stroked his lips with his fingers, and looked at the woman who was already leaning quietly by the door, with a calculating glint in his eyes.

Sometimes in order to win love, some small means are needed.

When Su Mumu and Miejue Shitai arrived in a hurry, the banquet had just begun, and the prince leaned halfway by the door to see the light in their eyes and a slight smile on the corner of their mouths. [

Miejue Shitai took off her coat and handed it to the doorman, and then slapped her on the shoulder: "I guess you will be dressed like this, how about being my male companion today?"

The prince reached out and stroked her bare back with his slender hands:

"Are you trying to steal the limelight from the heroine?"

"The heroine?" Miejue Shitai blinked her delicately made-up eyes, "What kind of dinner party is this?"

Seeing that the prince was silent, she turned to Su Mumu and asked silently.

Su Mumu was still wondering, Queen Mother Jane only said it was a company dinner, but didn't say what kind of dinner it was!Let alone the heroine.

"It's the Christmas dinner... right!" She twitched her lips and guessed.

The prince raised his eyebrows, looked at Su Mumu, and stretched out his hand to straighten her messy silk scarf. When he saw the marks on his neck, he paused slightly, his eyes turned from inside to outside.

She suddenly smirked and leaned into her ear, and said softly:

"Mu Mu, take it easy, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle!"

What? (⊙o⊙)?

Su Mumu blinked, and she didn't realize the meaning of the prince's words until Miejue Shitai also took the prince into the palace with a Yinxie smile.