Wen Qianye

“I like money, food, and handsome guys.”
The next day, some young master knocked on her door.
“Hundreds of millions of assets, advanced culinary skills, ten out of ten looks—three-in-one, this is a deal for you.”
Bai Chuxiao’s playboy-abusing rating is through the roof. Because there was a big handsome guy living next door with amazing cooking skills, she just freeloaded food and eventually gave herself over.
Bai Chuxiao: “You’ve been single for so long, didn’t you say you didn’t like women?”
Qi Moye: “Because I was waiting for you to appear.”

Mr Qi, You Are Blocked

Qi Moye narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Jiang Xie took out some cigarettes from his pocket and put one in his mouth, but didn't light it up. "I've heard that she has sequelae. Now, it seems that's fake news."

Having thought of a method that fast to solve such a difficult problem, what sort of sequelae was that?

Qi Moye leaned back against his chair and plainly said, "If she doesn't have sequelae, could she have continued helping the Bai family?"

She unexpectedly helped Bai Dewen.

Jiang Xie was naturally aware of this. "Next week, there's a celebration at the Su family. Should we go join the fun?"

"It's the birthday of Mrs. Su. Su Yinan's fiancée will be attending." Jiang Xie said.

Qi Moye was indifferent. "What does that have to do with me?"

"Nothing, just telling you." Jiang Xie grinned meaningfully.

He then got up so he could smoke outside.

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