Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 326 Qiye's strong favor, the nightmare of her life!

He was kicking something angrily, when the cell phone thrown on the bed vibrated suddenly, Su Jingchi picked it up and looked at the caller ID, then suddenly took the cell phone and went out the door.

Lin Xingqiao's eyes darkened, did he take out the phone?
Su Jingchi was a little impatient, "Mother, do you really have nothing to do?"

Trista was full of anger, "Ryles, I just found out, did you follow that Miss Lin back to her hometown to meet her relatives?"

Su Jingchi leaned lazily by the window, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So what?"

Trista sighed, her voice was cold, "Ryles, mother has forgiven you again and again, if you are like this again, really don't blame mother."

Su Jingchi sneered, "Really? I want to know what my mother will do. Forgot to say, the emperor is my world." He really wants to know what kind of moth his mother can make for him!

Trista just smiled and hung up.

Su Jingchi didn't care, he threw the phone into his pocket and went back.

Trista stood in Muston's palace, the sun was scorching outside.

Her long hair was neatly rolled up, and she was wearing a neat white work attire, which said a white suit on the top and a hip-wrapping skirt underneath.

Behind him stood several men in black suits.

She looked out of the window for a long time, then suddenly spoke, her voice trembling slightly: "Give me...'his' phone number."

The man behind hesitated for a moment, "Yes."

The man entered the phone number into the phone, and Trista looked at the front and said calmly: "Call and give it to me."

The man handed over the phone, then bowed down.

Trista was the only one left in the huge Muston Palace office.

In less than ten seconds, the other side was connected.

Trista felt something stuck in his throat and couldn't speak for a while.

There was a long silence.

She felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to hang up the phone, but the other party said suddenly, with a low and hoarse voice, "It's really unexpected to me that I can still receive calls from you in my lifetime."

Trista was silent for a while, "Well, I didn't expect that you are still using this number after more than ten or twenty years."

Su Weicheng tugged at the tie around his neck and wanted to speak, but a female voice came from the opposite side, as if he didn't want to hear more of his voice.

"Do me a favor."

Su Weicheng was leaning in front of the desk, suddenly a wicked smile appeared on his brows and eyes, which added a lot to his already handsome face.

He is indeed a very handsome middle-aged man.

"Do you a favor? The price? I, Su Weicheng, never do business at a loss!"

Trista froze.

The other party's evil voice continued, "I still remember the first time I helped you, what did you give me as compensation." His voice was brisk, as if he was still reminiscing about those nights more than 20 years ago.

Trista's face was pale, she clutched the phone tightly, and shouted: "Don't disgust me! If you don't want to, I'll hang up."

Making a deal with him was like making an exchange with the devil.

In country S more than 20 years ago, the country was in chaos and the economy was in a great depression.

Then she met this handsome man far away in the east. He stared at her with burning eyes, and his thin lips had already decided her life and death.

"I will help you with only one condition. Stay with me for seven days and seven nights."

Qiye's strong favor has become her nightmare in this life!

She suddenly felt that asking him for help after more than 20 years was like slipping into the pack of wolves by herself!
Su Weicheng smiled, "Really? Disgusting? How do I remember you screaming happily?"

(End of this chapter)