Love of a wealthy family: only favoring Cinderella

Chapter 15 Hugging her into the car is reasonable, Mo Mi brushed her chestnut hair, touched her plump and smooth forehead, slightly turned to look at Xia Cao's pale and pretty face, and shrugged at Jiang Han, who had a long and handsome face, He let go and said, "She's still an employee of my Platinum Group. It's too inhumane to throw her on the side of the road casually." He said with a bit of humanity, and looked at the Rolls Royce driven by a special driver, "Hold her Get in the car, tonight, in the name of the boss, I will kindly take her in for a night." After the voice fell, he opened the door and got in the car.

Ouyang Nuo didn't express his opinion, and followed Yaya into the car.

Of course Jiang Han would not refute, he carried Xia Cao into the car, threw her to the side seat as soon as he got in the car, sat in the same row with his two friends, and ignored her.

After the car started, the three talked and laughed again.

"No, I heard that your king's father is going to choose a princess for you soon? Hehe, are you happy?" Mo Mi asked with a gleeful smile as she brushed her soft hair on her forehead and kicked his legs.

Ouyang Nuo looked indifferent, silent for a few seconds, and smiled lightly, "Fortunately, it's not happy, nor sad."

Jiang Han twitched the corner of his mouth and interjected unexpectedly, "It's just a little depressed."

"Hehe..." Mo Mi laughed, "Han, why did you say that, hehe, save some face for His Highness the Crown Prince."

Ouyang Nuo smiled indifferently, "Just laugh, maybe one day, you will marry a wife who doesn't love at all and is only related to family interests."

"I don't care." Mo Mimei shrugged with a smile, "I don't believe that there is such a thing as love in this world."

"In this world, there is love." Ouyang Nuo retorted softly, "It's just that it's never easy for two people to fall in love. In the vast sea of ​​people, to find the woman we love is like surfing the sand."

Mo Mi frowned slightly, "No, if you are not the crown prince, you must be a philosopher in the future."

Jiang Han took out a bottle of 82-year-old red wine from the wine storage device next to him, "Nuo is the crown prince, the king of the Wu Empire in the future, or a philosopher." After speaking in style, he poured three glasses of wine, handed over to them respectively.

"Oh, yes." Mo Mi suddenly realized, picked up the high wine glass, and clinked glasses with the two of them, "Here is a toast to our multiple identities, the Crown Prince."

While they were drinking and chatting, Xia Cao moved her fingers, slowly opened her heavy eyelids, looked vaguely at the three handsome faces facing each other, and said in an extremely weak voice, "You, you... are you?" ...Who is it? Uh..."

"Baby, are you awake?" Mo Mi was the first one to ask her a little surprised, she raised the corners of her mouth that became more beautiful after drinking the red wine evilly, leaned over, and squatted in front of her with the wine glass in her hands. Gently scratching her smooth face with fingers, "Are you full of sleep? Do you want to sit up and have a drink?"

Xia Cao gradually saw his monstrous face clearly, and in an instant, those unspeakable images of him measuring her body emerged in her mind, her heart ached unbearably for an instant, she gathered all her strength and pushed away He moved closer, "Bastard, get the hell out of here..."

Mo Mi was unprepared, and was pushed backward by her.

Fortunately, he was not angry, but smiled even more evilly, squeezed her chin, slowly lowered his head, kissed her red lips, and blew enchanting moisture into her ear, "Baby, your temper Why are you so big? How could you treat me like this? Do you really not remember me?"