Beautiful CEO's Top Martial Expert-Chapter 79 The Beauty Invites
79: Chapter 79: The Beauty Invites
79 -79: The Beauty Invites
“Dress up a bit for tomorrow,” Qiu Yuying came over and said to Xiao Yifeng.
“Why?” Xiao Yifeng was taken aback.
Qiu Yuying’s face turned stern, “At nine in the morning tomorrow, I’m meeting that matchmaking date.
Of course, you’re going to pretend to be my boyfriend.”
“Oh, that thing, got it,” Xiao Yifeng curled his lips and said.
“Don’t give me that indifferent look.
If you don’t handle this properly tomorrow, just see how I’ll deal with you.” Qiu Yuying glared at Xiao Yifeng before she turned and left.
“I’d be happy for you to ‘deal with me’ in bed,” Xiao Yifeng stroked his chin and smirked devilishly.
“Brother Xiao, what are you talking about?” Fang Siqi’s voice suddenly rang out, her big eyes curiously looking at him.
“Oh, nothing much.
By the way, Siqi, how do you plan to solve Zhang Hua Brother’s issue?
Why don’t I just give you some money and help you buy a house downtown to satisfy the Jiang Family’s demand?”
Xiao Yifeng looked at Fang Siqi and said.
Fang Siqi quickly shook her head, “No way, Brother Xiao, how can we take your money?
Besides, if we really do what Aunt Jiang asks, it’ll cost at least a few million.
We can’t let you pay that.”
“Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang took such good care of me and my mother in the past; this help is nothing.”
“Really, Brother Xiao, there’s no need.
We’ve figured it out.
Tomorrow I’ll go to the Jiang Family with my brother and discuss this issue, see if there’s another way.”
Xiao Yifeng looked at Fang Siqi, his eyes shifting slightly, and said, “Alright, just let me know if there’s anything you need.”
Afterward, Xiao Yifeng and Fang Siqi left the company together.
Xiao Yifeng was planning to drop Fang Siqi off at school, but she declined and left on her own.
Suddenly, a piercing sound of tires rubbing against the asphalt filled the air.
A Maserati oozing with grandeur came to a stop in front of Xiao Yifeng.
The door opened, and a pair of jade feet in black high heels stepped out, followed by long legs ensconced in black stockings.
Mo Shumei emerged, dressed in a tight-fitting black dress that hugged her curves.
Seeing such a beautiful woman like Mo Shumei appear before him, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes unabashedly roamed her seductive figure, making approving noises with his mouth.
Facing Xiao Yifeng’s blatant gaze, Mo Shumei showed no shyness or discontent.
Instead, she took off her glasses and gave Xiao Yifeng a flirty blink with her apricot eyes shaded in purple, a soul-stealing move that set hearts aflutter.
“Gorgeous, are you trying to seduce me?” Xiao Yifeng smirked and tilted his head.
“Young Master Xiao, I still owe you a meal.
I wonder if you have time now to let me make it up to you?” Mo Shumei said seductively, her eyes locked on Xiao Yifeng, her red lips slightly parting.
Xiao Yifeng walked up to Mo Shumei and pressed close, inhaling the subtle fragrance emanating from her, and said, “A beauty like you invites me, how can I refuse?
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be much of a man, would I?”
“Then come with me, Young Master Xiao,” Mo Shumei said softly and got back into the Maserati.
Xiao Yifeng followed the Maserati in his car and left Ye Corporation.
At that moment, a black Audi A8 slowly drove past.
Inside the car sat Ye Yaxin and her bodyguard-driver, Wang Jun, just catching a glimpse of the Aston Martin following the Maserati.
Noticing the Aston Martin, Ye Yaxin’s expression shifted slightly.
She was well aware that it belonged to Xiao Yifeng.
When she first saw this limited edition sports car, she was taken aback.
Later, when Xiao Yifeng told her he won it in a race, she didn’t ask any more questions.
“Miss, that car seems to be your fiance’s, but that Maserati…”
Wang Jun recognized Xiao Yifeng’s Aston Martin but felt puzzled when he noticed the Maserati.
Ye Yaxin gave a fleeting glance at the Maserati and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”
Xiao Yifeng drove the Aston Martin and followed Mo Shumei directly to Mo’s Club.
“Please, Young Master Xiao,” Mo Shumei stepped out of the car, her eyes shining as she looked at Xiao Yifeng, a sexy smile playing on her lips.
Xiao Yifeng, hands in pockets, leisurely followed Mo Shumei into Mo’s Club and saw a row of girls in red high-slit qipaos standing on both sides.
They were all rather pretty.
“Young Master Xiao, please!”
The bevy of beauties called out in unison, bowing slightly to Xiao Yifeng, much like maids from an ancient court.
Mo Shumei led Xiao Yifeng straight in, giving him a glance and asked, “How does it feel?”
“Not bad at all; they have very white skin,” Xiao Yifeng praised.
“If Young Master Xiao likes, I can have them all accompany you tonight.
What do you say?”
“That wouldn’t be quite right,” Xiao Yifeng spoke.
Xiao Yifeng followed Mo Shumei into an elevator and reached the top floor of Mo’s Club.
As the elevator doors opened, two handsome men in suits bowed in greeting.
Walking down the corridor with red carpets, Xiao Yifeng and Mo Shumei entered a lavishly decorated room filled with crystal chandeliers, fine sheepskin carpets, various valuable wall paintings, and priceless antiques.
Even with Xiao Yifeng’s discerning eye, he could tell that everything in the room was worth at least a billion.
Damn, talk about wealth!
In the room, there was a two-meter-long white marble table with white candles in the center and chairs placed on either side, appearing somewhat romantic.
“Have a seat, Young Master Xiao.
Whatever you want to eat, our club has both Chinese and Western cuisine,” Mo Shumei sat down and said to Xiao Yifeng.
Xiao Yifeng walked over, carried the chair from the other end of the table over to Mo Shumei’s side, and sat down, saying:
“Eating like this, so far apart from each other, feels awkward.
It’s better to sit closer together.”
