C69 Featured Valentine's Day

When Rong Chengmo received the call, he stared for a good three seconds before answering.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had extraordinary eyesight from a young age until now, he would have felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, which was why he could see Xiao Yan's caller ID.

"It's a red rain today. Did the big boss, Xiao, call me?"

His tone was slightly raised, carrying a little bit of pride.

Xiao Yan gave a cold snort, "The top floor of the Floating Color was reserved by you?"

"Mhmm, what's the problem?"

"I offer ten times the price."

Hearing his serious tone, Rong Chengmo pretended to be troubled and laughed: "But I have an appointment with a beautiful woman tonight, Owner Xiao, even ten times the price wouldn't be able to compare to that. Everyone knew that the top floor of the Floating Color was a beautiful place. It cost two hundred thousand yuan in one night, especially on Valentine's Day. Boss Xiao wants to spend two million just for a night in the Floating Beauty Pavilion? "

Xiao Yan squinted his eyes, and said bluntly: "Since you do not agree, then I will have to buy the entire shares. When that happens, it will not be President Rong giving it to me, but rather … "

The man's thin lips curled up slightly.

"Whose girl is she exactly? Is she treated so well? Boss Xiao is actually willing to buy the entire set for a Valentine's Day? "

In actuality, the customers that came in contact with the ladies were all elites of the upper class, there were many important political guests, and the prices of alcohol and luxurious chartered rooms had reached a sky-high, but even so, they were still unable to make ends meet.

Xiao Yan was a businessman, and a smart businessman at that. He bought Floating Beauty, or else he wanted to earn money, but it was obvious that Floating Beauty did not earn money. That was …

Rage for a beauty.

Heh, he, Xiao Yan, a mercenary businessman, an extremely cold and emotionless man, would there come a day like this?

And that mysterious "beauty" was what Rong Chengmo was most interested in.

"Forget it. Boss Xiao rarely gives me any face to call me, and it's for the sake of women. How can I not give you face?"

Xiao Yan remained silent and directly ended the call.

… ….

Rong Chengmo looked at the call screen which had not turned dark yet, his lower lip hooked up as he dialed a number.

I thought you sent a private investigator to follow Qiao Mo? Qiao Mo's current address, send it over. "

The Su Painting at the other side frowned, "What do you want Qiao Mo's address for? Why, are you also starting to get interested in Qiao Mo? "

"Hoh, what? You're jealous already?"

Su Tu scoffed, "I just feel that now that Xiao Yan is circling around Qiao Mo, it's because Qiao Mo has a child in her womb, and you're surrounding Qiao Mo again, it shouldn't be …. You like Qiao Mo? "

Rong Chengmo laughed lightly, and unrestrainedly commented: "He is a woman who thinks he is smart. Maybe I can help you pull Qiao Mo down from her seat tonight, so do you still want to give me the address? "

Su Tu Mei laughed, "President Rong is still the most considerate one. "Happy cooperation."

Just as he was about to hang up, Rong Chengmo teased: "Where do you plan to work together next time?"

Su Painted smiled sweetly. "President Rong, you're so annoying!"

"That's right, tonight, let Song Xiazhi go to the Floating Towers. There, someone is waiting for her."

Su Hua's eyes lit up, he had guessed eighty to ninety percent of Rong Chengmo's intention.

Rong Chengmo hung up the phone, laughed sinisterly, and ridiculed him in disdain.

… ….

Qiao Mo was waiting for the car at the bus stop, ready to take the bus home. A blue Porsche slowly stopped in front of her.

The window rolled down and a handsome man wearing sunglasses inside gently smiled.

"Miss, where are you going? Are you going to take a taxi? "

The man took off his sunglasses and looked at Qiao Mo with his amber eyes.

"Mr. Rong."

Rong Chengmo looked at her and guessed: "What, are you going home?"

Qiao Mo nodded.

"It just so happens that I am going to the same place as the Xiao Clan."

Qiao Mo was startled, the humiliating words of Xiao Yan were still by his ear, but on the other hand, his heart was ignited with flames, which was subconsciously burning fiercely.

Didn't Xiao Yan say that she was together with Rong Chengmo? Since the misunderstanding was so deep, there was no need for her to avoid it.

But when the words reached the mouth, it still became a faint rejection: "Mr. Rong, forget it."

Rong Chengmo's gaze swept across her stomach, "You're already pregnant, why didn't Xiao Yan send a car to pick you up? This husband is really not responsible enough. "

When it came to Xiao Yan, Qiao Mo subconsciously evaded and felt uncomfortable.

Qiao Mo stood at the side and frowned, not saying a word.

Rong Chengmo then said: "Since you're in such a bad mood, why don't you go for a ride with me? Pregnant women are in a bad mood and are not good for their babies. "

"Thank you for Mr. Rong's concern, there's no need."

"Today is Valentine's Day, why isn't Xiao Yan by your side, allowing you to come out alone?"

The more he directly hit the wound at the bottom of her heart, the more unbearable it made Qiao Mo feel, and the more it made her feel a slight sense of hatred.

"Mr. Rong..."

She was about to stop him when Rong Chengmo already got out of the car and opened up the first passenger seat for her, "Treat me like a normal friend. It shouldn't be so hard, right? "

She gently pushed Qiao Mo into the front passenger seat.

Qiao Mo got on the car, her face expressionless, and when she reacted, she realized that what was passing by was a strange scenery.

Surprised, he said: "Mr. Rong, didn't you say you want to send me home?"

"You're in such a bad mood, it's not good to go home now, right? to take you to a place that will make you feel better. "

Qiao Mo finally swallowed the words that were pressed against the tip of her tongue.

If Xiao Yan could be together with Su Tu or Song Xiazhi, why couldn't she have a male friend? Since it was an arranged marriage, it would have to end in the future. So what if this marriage shattered a little?

If loving a person was so tiring, then from now on, she would stop liking Xiao Yan.

Thinking of this, his hand stroked his slightly bulging abdomen.

If she takes the child away, would Xiao Yan fight over the child with her?

… ….

Under the night sky, the wild sea.

The sea breeze blew on his face, causing his skin to become taut, Rong Chengmo took out a dozen of beers from the car.

Qiao Mo leaned her head against the carriage with her face down, absent-mindedly.

"Would you like a drink?"

Qiao Mo shook her head, only then did Rong Chengmo react, his gaze landing on her lower abdomen, he laughed awkwardly.

"I almost forgot, you're pregnant."

He took a sip.

The seaside in February was abnormally cold.

It was unknown what Qiao Mo was thinking, but she did not say a word.

Rong Chengmo sighed, and with the tone of a good friend, probed: "Seems like you and Ah Yan aren't on good terms again?"

"... "No."

"Ah Yan and I grew up together, and I understand his personality very well. Sometimes, I really hope that we don't have to carry so much on our shoulders, and maybe it won't end up like this."

Qiao Mo was a little puzzled. She raised her head and asked with her little face: "Oh right, Mr. Rong, how did you and Xiao Yan go from being good friends to being like this?"

Rong Chengmo was stunned for a moment. A trace of gloom flashed through the bottom of his amber eyes.

Qiao Mo realized that her question was asking too much, "Sorry, if you don't want to say it …"

"Nothing. In the past, I owe Xiao Yan too much. " When Rong Chengmo said till here, his expression darkened, and his amber eyes turned dark.

Qiao Mo consciously did not ask further.

Rong Chengmo also did not speak as much as before. The two of them remained silent and did not speak any further.

After a long while, Rong Chengmo opened his mouth again, "The interests of the families are too complicated, perhaps you wouldn't understand either."

Qiao Mo laughed helplessly, "Maybe."

He had clearly only drunk a few mouthfuls of wine, yet he seemed to be a little drunk.

"Qiao Mo, do you know? I haven't had a friend since I was sixteen. "

He turned to her with a bitter smile.

For some reason, Qiao Mo actually felt that this kind of Rong Chengmo had become very weak.

Ah Yan... Perhaps, he would be like Rong Chengmo and wouldn't have any other friends.

"But in this world, who doesn't have friends?"

Rong Chengmo laughed mockingly, "I do not need friends. In the face of complex and enormous benefits, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. "

The sea breeze blew their hearts out.

His eye sockets were actually a little bit captivated by the wind and sand, and were slightly sore.

"I don't understand your world and Xiao Yan's, and I don't want to be dragged into it. Mr. Rong, I hope that you won't always use me to anger Xiao Yan the next time. Actually, sometimes you really think too much into it, and I am not important to Xiao Yan. "

Rong Chengmo was startled, then laughed, as his shoulders shook slightly. "Qiao Mo, you're not stupid, you're kind."

This clever girl had also noticed that he had approached her many times but it was only because of Xiao Yan.

Unfortunately, she was still innocent after all. The original personality of a merchant was to plunder benefits.

"Qiao Mo, you love Xiao Yan? Painful for him? "

She was a little drowsy when he suddenly asked her this question, so she didn't answer.

But Rong Chengmo sighed deeply, "If you fall in love with someone like Xiao Yan, you might fall very miserably. Good luck, girl. "

Good luck? She was miserable enough.

Can you... How terrible?

Eight o'clock in the evening, on the floating top floor.

Zhao Qian called Qiao Mo's phone thrice, but none of the calls were answered. He trembled as he said to the man standing in front of the large window: "Boss, Madam doesn't seem to have heard the phone ring."

"Did you not hear me, or did you not want to answer my phone at all?"

Xiao Yan frowned, there was a trace of anger in his tone.

"It must be that Madam did not hear..."

Xiao Yan frowned, and dialed the number.

After a few rings, the phone was cut off.

Zhao Qian: "…"

Xiao Yan's handsome face turned dark, and he sent a message.

His slender fingers swiftly typed out a string of words and quickly sent it over.

… ….

Qiao Mo who was at the side of the ocean and holding the phone in her hand trembled. It was a new message.

"What's wrong?" Rong Chengmo asked.

Qiao Mo closed the text message, "Nothing, I was just threatened."

Would this man talk properly? What did it mean that she didn't dare to answer the phone? It was her right whether she answered the phone or not.

"Is that so? Is there anyone who dares to threaten Mrs. Xiao? "

Qiao Mo crossed her arms and turned cold, she then walked to the front of the car, "Mr. Rong, please go back."

"Alright."

It looked like a certain man was in the middle of a scene worth two million yuan. It seemed like he was going to have to waste tonight.

Tsk, what a pity.

Floating colour penthouse.

Dong, dong, dong.

Zhao Qian, who had been standing fearfully at the side all this time, had his eyes light up when he heard this knock on the door.

"Boss, Madam must be here!"

The long, jade-like man's narrow and long eyes twitched.

… ….

Zhao Qian opened the door.

"... Miss Song? "

Song Xiazhi gave a sweet smile as she walked in, "Big brother Xiao."