Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp - Chapter 37
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Chapter 37 Suffocation
A sneer flashed in Ling Xi’s eyes, of course she knew what this woman was thinking. Since she was jealous of her appearance, she standing in front of her face was clogging her heart.
In the long hallway, “Sister Ou, when are you going to pay me back my money?”
Ou Mengxue scolded her heart, but kept a smile on her face, “Didn’t you keep the money with me before? I’ve invested it for you so you can rest assured. The stock market prospects that I’ve eyed are quite good, you won’t lose. You’ll have a steady profit.”
Ling Xi sneered in her heart. She had long considered that as long as her money was in Ou Mengxue’s pocket, wanting her to spit it out wouldn’t be easy, so she had asked her for 60 million in that way.
“Right, there’s still a portion of your pay with the company. If you need it urgently, just let me know.”
“Alright, since the money is at the sister Ou’s disposal, I’m assured, after all, sister has a long-term vision and will not be wrong.”
Listening to Ling Xi, Ou Mengxue felt a little strange, but couldn’t tell where this strangeness was coming from, so she didn’t think much about it. Fortunately, she had finally fooled this bi*ch. Want to get your money, it also depends on whether you can live until then.
A wisp of evil overflowed from the depths of her heart.
In the clean and bright office, Ling Xi’s slender legs overlapped at will, and fingers gently playing with the tips of her hair, she casually lifted up her eyes and unexpectedly saw Chi Jiayang’s dazed look on her.
In just these few days, she seemed to have become more and more beautiful, and his heart couldn’t help but ignite with some kind of hope.
Ou Mengxue coughed lightly, interrupting Chi Jiayang’s line of sight.
“Mengxue, go out first.”
Hearing that, Ou Mengxue was stunned for a while, then she lowered her eyes, “Ok.”
The two of them were left in the office at the moment.
Chi Jiayang got up from his chair, his eyes never leaving her body.
Suddenly he squatted in front of Ling Xi, his hands covering the back of her smooth and delicate hands.
The very moment his hands touched hers, she just felt sick to the stomach and quickly flung his hand away like it was the plague, and got up from the sofa, “Asking Mr. Chi to please respect himself.”
She pulled a wet towel from her bag, and with a gloomy face, rubbed the back of her hand, wishing she could wipe off a layer of skin.
Chi Jiayang frowned slightly, but knowing that her memory hadn’t yet been fully recovered, no longer cared, and with eyes as soft as possible, said, “The matter at noon, are you okay?”
She squinted at him, the coldness of her lips as if it were emitting a chilly vapor, looming over him. “If Mr. Chi only called to check if I’m fine, have you seen it now?”
She felt suffocated at the thought of even breathing the same air as him.
Seeing her pick her bag to go out, Chi Jiayang’s face finally sharpened. “Wait, because you pushed off the notices for half a year, you need to pay 10 million of liquidated damages, but the company has already helped you undertake it.”
Ling Xi’s eyes tightened, and then she leisurely turned around, the sound of her high heels on the ground domineering.
“Reminding Mr. Chi. I just thought of one thing. Listening to my agent, the company still owes me 23 million?”
She led this disaster straight to Ou Mengxue.
In just three years, her value had risen sharply, clearly warranting the pay of a first-tier actress, but was still wandering in the second-tier. Only she could be so stupid!
“Ling Xi, it’s not what you think, you said before that the money could be used to help me expand the company.”
Ling Xi looked at him contemptuously, how could she have liked such a man in his previous life, was the structure of her brain developed by dogs?