Hearing Chen Liuhe's words, Qin Ruohan curled his lips and said in a sweet voice: "I know, my little man, my sister isn't that useless, right?"

Sister? Chen Liuhe sighed helplessly, as if he would be a younger brother wherever he went. It turns out that there would be such a headache for young people! Where is the heroic spirit? Where is the husband's lead?!

"Okay, your chest is almost against your back, so treat me to dinner!" Chen Liuhe said shamelessly.

Qin Ruohan responded readily: "I'll get my bag." As he said that, he left the office first, with a happy and sweet smile on his face.

However, the moment she walked out of the office and left Chen Liuhe's sight, her brows, which were as delicate as crescent moon, frowned tightly.

Her man has a woman's fragrance. This fragrance does not come from Shen Qingwu, but someone else! Moreover, the fragrance of women on her man is not very light, which proves that Chen Liuhe was with a woman in the morning and had close contact!

She knew all of these, and her heart felt like a mirror, and it would also hurt, but she tried hard to suppress them in her heart, and would not question them, let alone blame them!

Women’s intelligence is not because they can guess everything, but because they can guess something while being able to understand what should be pointed out and what should be pretended to be stupid!

Knowing it well but not pretending not to know it, truly smart women will never cry, make a fuss or hang themselves at this time. They will not give men a chance to get bored of them at all! They will only do as much as possible, so that their men will love themselves more and more until they cannot leave them!

This may be a battle lurking under a calm surface, hidden murderous intent and no smoke of gunpowder, and it belongs to a contest between women!

As for the two women Qin Ruohan and Qin Mo Nong, who both know each other's existence, will they always have such a soft and gentle spiritual battle, or will develop into a fierce collision with the latter, it is unknown!

At night, the autumn moon hangs high and the autumn wind blows everywhere. As November approaches, the weather is already so cool! Pedestrians on the street are wearing coats and windbreakers.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Chen Liuhe arrived at the club on time and got an extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the car, Mu Jianhui, who was wearing a gentlemanly suit and tie, poured a glass of red wine and handed it over to Chen Liuhe. Looking at Chen Liuhe's casual and ordinary and even cheap outfit, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Chen, are you just wearing this to attend to tonight's charity auction party?"

After taking the red wine, Chen Liuhe looked down at his outfit and said, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Haha, Brother Chen is indeed different from others, and he will do his own thing." Mu Jianhui said with a smile.

Chen Liuhe shrugged disapprovingly: "Wear clothes on me, as long as I wear them comfortably, how can I have time to care about other people's feelings? My buddy is going to find something unpleasant, not just show off!"

As he spoke, he looked at Mu Qinglie sitting opposite him. The little girl obviously dressed up carefully today. She was wearing a slim evening dress and a dazzling crystal necklace around her neck. Her exquisite facial features seemed to be full of dazzling brilliance. Her long black hair was tied up, and her hair accessories were exquisitely shining and unparalleled!

"Tsk tsk, what if you dress up, you really feel a little more beautiful and unrestrained. You can be regarded as a top beauty. Of course, except for those two small steamed buns that are not well-developed." Chen Liuhe was not stingy in praise of Mu Qinglie.

But Mu Qinglie was still dissatisfied and glared at Chen Liuhe carelessly and said, "What does it mean? This lady is a top beauty, okay? You are just blind and you didn't see it before." Lu Jingwei's incident has been a while since it happened, and it seems that this woman has returned to her past style.

After saying that, Mu Qinglie was quite fragile and said, "What's wrong with me? My aunt put two air cushions in and swells! You can only stare at her chest, vulgar, vulgar!"

The fierce words made Mu Jianhui smile awkwardly and made Chen Liuhe laugh. He said, "What kind of heroes are you a hero? Even if you put a hundred air cushions in it, it won't change the fact that you are an airport."

"Chen Liuhe, I'll bit you a bastard to death!" Mu Qinglie was so angry that he opened his teeth and claws, as if he had lost the image of a virgin lady.

Just as the two of them were quarreling, half an hour later, the car stopped outside a quasi-6-star hotel.

The car door opened, and the situation was quite large. The red carpet was rushing all the way. There were many reporters holding long guns and short cannons around. They pressed the shutter for a free time and flashed lights were everywhere.

Chen Liuhe instantly felt a tall and generous feeling of a celebrity walking on the red carpet, but his outfit was really shocking and completely out of place with this high-end occasion.

A washed white black T-shirt, a pair of gray casual pants without any trousers, a pair of cloth shoes that are not much better than the liberating shoes of migrant workers, and a squid stubborn man, looks like a migrant worker uncle who just came out of get off work on the construction site. Where does he look like a successful person?

When he walked out of the Rolls-Royce sedan, at this moment, I don’t know how many reporters who had been in a long time were shocked and even forgot to press the shutter key.

Chen Liuhe, a guy who was killed by a thousand swords, did not feel embarrassed at all, and he also felt good about himself and put on a few positions, such as scissors, eggplant face, etc.

Mu Qinglie, who followed him, only felt his face red and harsh. He had never seen such a shameless person. His face was almost thrown away by him, and he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and drill down.

However, under the instructions of her father, she endured the risk of losing face, took Chen Liuhe's arm, and walked the red carpet with him.

"Damn, why are you holding me? You are a flat-breasted girl, acting as your friend's companion? Are you here to make me look ugly, right? My buddy can't afford to lose that face! I just have this kind of vision and appreciation level?" Chen Liuhe smiled, and his lips and teeth moved slightly.

When Mu Qinglie almost fainted when he heard Chen Liuhe's words, she hadn't disliked Chen Liuhe yet. Chen Liuhe, a tragic guy, actually began to dislike her?

She wanted to crush Chen Liuhe's bones and ashes, grind her silver teeth hard, and keep her elegant smile, and whispered: "Bastard, if I can beat you, I will definitely press you underground and beat you up!"

"Tomorrow, major news portals will be published. The flat-breasted girl was so angry that she pressed a handsome guy underground because of her small breasts. She tried to be crazy because of her small breasts." Chen Liuhe said.

"Chen Liuhe, do you know that I want to kill you now?" Mu Qinglie smiled very beautifully.

"I am your savior!" Chen Liuhe once again put an old scissor hand at a reporter.

"This does not affect my determination to kill you." Mu Qinglie's heart filled with murderous aura.
Chapter completed!