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Chapter 232 Is It You (2)

Their Ling family also maintains such a family. Although it is not the servant nature of the ancient housekeeper for generations, it is not too far behind-the Lian family.The same is true for Yu Zexiao's family. Yang Haoming and his father Yang Yiyu are also by his and his father's side.

"Then what else does she do when she is by your side?"

Yu Zexiao glanced at her suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"

Ling Yinuo smiled: "No, it's rare to see a woman beside you."

Yu Zexiao habitually showed a disdainful smile: "You think too much! When did I have less assistants next to me? Besides, who am I, how could I be with her?"

Before the words were finished, the door suddenly opened, and the senior beautician walked out with a smile: "I'm already dressed."

The two put down the coffee cups in their hands, and turned their heads to look——

The door to the female guest's office was blocked by a frosted glass door.In the distance, it seems that I heard the sound of high-heeled shoes, "Deng Deng", "Deng Deng Deng Deng", the sound is clear and clear, once and for all, it is like a piece of music, beating on people's hearts.

Immediately afterwards, the inverted shadow slowly walked to the door, and a red cloud was faintly visible——

Yu Zexiao's eyes widened suddenly, a very bad feeling filled his emotions!
The blurred and impetuous night in Las Vegas, the noisy air around, the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes in the corridor, the charming woman in the red dress, and the chaotic and strange memories of that night——

Should not, should not!
Just when he was wondering, the door opened suddenly in front of him and Ling Yinuo!
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Dressed in red, her hair curled into slightly curly hair, lazy and loose, wearing golden high-heeled shoes, and apart from that, Jian An Ning, who has no jewelry on her body, appeared in front of them!

The clothes on her are the "red" in the "Red and Black" series that Ling Yinuo mentioned last time.

Her eyebrows were deliberately slanted and slender, and the slightly dark upper eyeliner completely reflected her cold eyes like a pool of deep water.The entire face was not smeared with too much rouge, just a thin layer of skin care products, but the rosy white complexion was like the petals of a peach blossom in March.

(End of this chapter)