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Chapter 31 tit for tat

"Mrs. Luo, you said that Miss Mo was brought back by Mr. He himself. It is logical that he was a guest. But Mr. He did not explain or give instructions. Instead, he seemed to leave her here." Dieya muttered.

Although this is the Presidential Palace, Chu Mingfeng rarely lives here. Most of the time he spends in the presidential suite on the top floor of the Imperial Capital Hotel.

In fact, people here rarely see Chu Mingfeng throughout the year. After finally waiting for him to come, everyone in the family seemed to have come back to life.

That feeling was very similar to women in the old society who were deep in the palace, and women like that all had a special hobby, which was to exclude all those who were not them.

Dieya was left here by chance. Logically speaking, she had a better chance to leave, but she chose to give up and stay here, just because only here can he meet Chu Mingfeng. Even if it was an occasional glance, she was willing to accept it.

In the past, Chu Mingfeng would occasionally bring customers here, and he would explain to every guest seriously, but Mo Xiaoxiao was different. She dressed simply and didn't look like those noble people. But Chu Mingfeng brought it to him personally. This different attitude made Dieya feel very uncomfortable.

"I think Miss Mo has seen this somewhere."

"I also think it looks familiar, and I can't remember where I have seen it." Mrs. Luo also nodded, "But it seems that you didn't treat her like that just now." Mrs. Luo was referring to the water cup just now.

Dieya snorted coldly, "I'm afraid this kind of woman is not someone who wants to climb onto her husband's bed again."

For other women, especially those with good looks, Dieya has a natural hostility.

The lights are on, and night is coming, but Chu Mingfeng is not here yet.

Mrs. Luo still arranged supper. After dinner, most of the people in the villa could go home first, and only a few people would stay in the villa.

Mrs. Luo brought a cup of coffee, and on the surface she chatted with Mo Xiaoxiao, but in fact she was inquiring about her.

"Miss Mo, how did you and Mr. know each other?"

"Madam Luo, are you interrogating me?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Madam Luo. The attitudes of these people towards him were really interesting. The woman named Dieya was secretly checking herself. It felt like surveillance, so she felt very uncomfortable.

"How could that happen?" Mrs. Luo smiled embarrassedly and took a sip of coffee. "It's dark this day. The sir hasn't called yet. Why don't you do this? I'll just let someone clean up a room for Miss Mo, please take a rest first?"

After saying that, she got up and made arrangements.

As soon as she got up, the phone in the living room rang. Mrs. Luo answered the phone and heard Leng Ye's voice on the other end of the phone, "Mrs. Luo, please sort out your husband's bedroom and arrange for Miss Mo to rest."

She was stunned when she heard this, she lowered her voice and asked, "Are you talking about sir's room?"

"Yes. Miss Mo lives in Mr.'s room. Just arrange it."

"Why..." She covered the phone and turned to look at Mo Xiaoxiao who was sitting on the sofa not far away. She was more surprised and puzzled by her husband's arrangements.

As soon as she came out of the living room, Dieya was grabbed by her hand, "Mrs. Luo, have you asked? Where did she come from?"

Mrs. Luo frowned, and she said, "Leng Ye just called and said that Mr. Chu arranged for Miss Mo to live in his room."

While talking to Diya, she kept walking through the corridor and heading towards the room behind her.

Dieya was stunned and hurriedly caught up to catch up with Mrs. Luo, "What did you say? How could Mr. Chu make such an arrangement? Did you hear it wrong?"

Mrs. Luo paused under her feet and looked back at her, "Dieya, I'm not going to be deaf and dazzled yet. You are interested in your husband. I know that if the husband can fall in love with you, I'll be happy to see you for a night or two, your carefree life for the rest of your life. However, before that, you'd better do the job that a servant should do."

Dieya knew that her words made Mrs. Luo unhappy. She quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Luo, I said the wrong thing. However, Leng Ye said that Mr. Will I be back tonight?"

"have no idea."

Mrs. Luo went to Chu Mingfeng's room and replaced the clean sheets and bedding with Dieya.

After finishing it, Mrs. Luo took a step first, Dieya did the final cleaning work in the room. She looked at the huge room and the double bed, and couldn't help but kneel beside the bed, her face pressed against the sheet, and her hands were gently brushed, as if she was stroking her lover.

Mrs. Luo was right just now. She was indeed in love with Chu Mingfeng, but she also knew her identity. Chu Mingfeng looked down on her. However, even if she didn't look down on her, if she had the chance, she would only take one night to live a different life than she is now, and at least she could have a lot of money.

"What are you doing?" A voice came from the door, which was not loud but was particularly cold.

Dieya suddenly turned around in shock, but saw Mo Xiaoxiao leaning against the door with her hand.

It’s not good if anyone sees it, but she sees it. Dieya feels too embarrassed and quickly says, “I didn’t do anything, I’m just making the bed.”

She quickly spread the corner of the quilt and got up quickly and walked out quickly. When she passed by Mo Xiaoxiao, she glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao, with endless envy and jealousy.

Mo Xiaoxiao felt Dieya's hostility, and she shook her head helplessly, as if everyone was envious of her, but she was not happy. She was just forced to stay here, she was worried too much, and Chu Mingfeng's status was so noble that she could not help.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked into the room and found that the bedroom was large and the decoration was particularly exquisite. For a room, this room was too luxurious.

She would never have thought that this bedroom was actually Chu Mingfeng's.

She looked at the place where Die Yun had just been, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable. She walked to the other side and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Now, Chu Mingfeng asked her to sign an agreement for no reason, and then brought herself here angrily, and disappeared without saying a word.

She sat downstairs for a whole afternoon. She was particularly sleepy before, but now she is not sleepy at all.

The water in the bathtub was roaring, and Mo Xiaoxiao put her body in the warm water. As soon as she closed her eyes, a picture flashed in her mind. A strong man with a naked upper body picked her up and put her in the bathroom.

She suddenly sat up from the water and wiped the water from her face. She took a big breath and made herself calm down. It turned out to be a dream.

But the feeling of this dream was so clear, as if it had happened. Who was that man, he was so familiar, but he didn't see the face clearly.

Mo Xiaoxiao wrapped herself in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Dieya standing in her room.

"What are you doing?"

Dieya didn't expect Mo Xiaoxiao to come out so soon. She quickly put the milk in her hand on a few tables aside. "Miss Mo, Mrs. Luo asked me to bring you milk." She said, but her eyes looked at Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao was angered by her bold eyes, and she raised her eyebrows, "What are you looking at?"

Dieya put the tray in her hand on her chest and said disdainfully: "Everyone is a woman, let's see what's wrong." She had eavesdropped on Mrs. Luo's phone call before, and she heard that there was an agreement between Mo Xiaoxiao and Mr. Chu. In the upper class, many men would use agreements to trap women. Unexpectedly, Miss Mo was also the woman whom the husband bought with money to put it by the bed.

Thinking of this, Dieya looked a little more contempt at Mo Xiaoxiao and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Why can a woman who is worse than me climb onto the husband's bed?"

She was really a little too jealous. She didn't think Mo Xiaoxiao was anything but amazing. Isn't it just that she is beautiful and has more beauty? Why?

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened, her legs stepped on, and she blocked the door with one foot. She was tall, with long legs, and her one foot was just across Dieya's chest.

Mo Xiaoxiao said coldly: "You said what you just said again?"

"I didn't say anything." Dieya tried to quibble.

"Miss Mo, what are you doing?" Mrs. Luo walked over from the other end of the corridor and followed Chu Mingfeng behind her. Chu Mingfeng frowned and subconsciously looked behind him. There was no one behind him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, as if another man would suffer a great loss if he saw him.

Mrs. Luo didn't expect this to happen, she wanted to speak. As soon as Dieya saw Chu Mingfeng, she quickly changed into aggrieved look, "Mrs. Luo, I will follow your instructions to bring milk to Miss Mo, but she didn't expect..." She said that and wanted to run towards Mrs. Luo, but Mo Xiaoxiao's feet were there. She quickly pushed Mo Xiaoxiao, turned around and ran in the other direction, but secretly pulled Mo Xiaoxiao's bath towel.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't expect Dieya to use such a vicious move.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel. When she pulled it like this, a tall figure was in front of him as soon as the bath towel slipped down.

Before Mrs. Luo and Dieya could see clearly what was going on, the bedroom door was slammed and closed.

"Mrs. Luo, this..."

Mrs. Luo glared at Dieya, said nothing, turned around and left.

Dieya stomped her feet and followed.

The moment the door rang, Mo Xiaoxiao was held in Chu Mingfeng's arms. Fortunately, she just grabbed the bath towel with quick eyes and hands and covered it with her chest, "Let me go!"

Chu Mingfeng threw her whole body on the bed and looked at her coldly, "Mo Xiaoxiao, are you stupid?" There are surveillance monitors all over the villa. She was dressed like that and was not afraid of being seen.

Mo Xiaoxiao grabbed the quilt, glared back without hesitation, and sneered: "It turns out that you often perform such dramas. No wonder your servants are particularly concerned about you."
Chapter completed!
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