High-priced love hunting game

Chapter 174 He Will Protect Her Well! 1
The amber eyes quietly looked at the person in front of him, seeing how calm and casual she was when she talked about what she said just now, Su Jinmo even had the illusion that what they were talking about was not a business contract, but an afternoon drink. Tea and snacks, talking about the next vacation plan...

After saying this to Shiliu, he went back to the sofa to read a book.

And Su Jinmo turned his gaze away from her, looked at the contract document, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

After pressing the intercom, he said directly, "Yuduo, come here."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the person reading on the sofa, and wondered if the person who said "add one" to him with a sweet smile just now was the one in front of him?
Because, she looks, too quiet.

Nangong Yuduo came in soon, and Su Jinmo followed what Xiang Xiliu said before, and directly ordered: "In the force majeure factor, add nuclear radiation. Profit distribution, make a slight adjustment, add two percentage points."

After hearing this, Nangong Yuduo was also slightly taken aback, and then said: "Okay, I'll go right away."

With that said, she turned around and left with the document.

Before leaving, he looked at the person reading on the sofa again.

She didn't even realize that this had become her habit.

So much so that on that day, when she looked at the sofa again and saw that it was empty, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was missing.

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Time passed slowly like this, and both of them seemed to be busy with their own affairs.

During this period, Su Jinmo looked at a series of news photos on the Internet, the most enlarged one was the one of him kissing Xiang Xiliu.

Afterwards, Nangong Fengyun and Xiang Xiliu were together, in the car, when they got off the car, and when they were protecting her.

He carefully looked at Xiang Xiliu's indifferent appearance, that indifferent expression, his lowered eyes and slightly pursed lips in the photo, and suddenly wanted to know what she was thinking at that time.

So, he looked up at the person sitting on the sofa reading a book, and asked, "How do you feel when you were chased by those reporters yesterday?"

After finishing speaking, he fixedly looked at the person reading the book, expecting her reaction and answer.

She didn't raise her head and said, "Oh, I'm not used to it."

"Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

(End of this chapter)