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Chapter Four: The Evil Purple

After seeing Chu Qiao's figure disappear in the fitting room, Meng Yanchen calmly sat back on the sofa, the amusement and undercurrent in his eyes dissipated inadvertently. He crossed his legs and his handsome face turned into a poker face again.

His face looked like he should not be approached by strangers.

Zheng Jiajia looked at Meng Yanchen carefully.

Tsk tsk... they look so similar to Yan Xi! They are indeed twins. Even if you look at them so closely, you may not be able to tell the difference between them. If I hadn't secretly secretly

She has a crush on Meng Yanxi and subconsciously knows everything about him. It is entirely possible that she will mistake the man in front of her for Yanxi.

However, Meng Yanchen is like a cold-faced Shura, cold and ruthless in the business world.

However, the gentleness in Yanxi's eyes and the smile on the corner of her mouth are completely incomparable to Meng Yanchen...

Zheng Jiajia looked at Meng Yanchen's face and couldn't help but feel slightly fascinated. Even when Meng Yanchen turned his head to look at her, she was completely unaware that a pair of big, watery eyes were staring straight at him.

Meng Yanchen's mouth curled up slightly, disdain flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Zheng Jiajia fiercely. He didn't like women looking at him with such lustful eyes!

At this time, Zheng Jiajia came back to her senses, hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and looked down at the toes of her shoes. The similar appearance made it impossible for her to tell clearly for a moment, she really thought he was him.

When will Yanxi return to China?

She has been working at Meng's for almost half a year, but she has never seen Meng Yanxi! Could it be that he will never return to China in the future? She lowered her head and her eyes suddenly dimmed. She just liked Meng Yan

Xi, if he doesn't come back, she will go to the United States to find him!

The VIP room was very quiet. Although Elena was a well-rounded person, looking at Meng Yanchen's icy face, she was absolutely speechless. Zheng Jiajia was thinking about her own thoughts. Now, the atmosphere was a bit silent.

There is a feeling of suffocation...

"Creak" sound.

The door was gently pushed open, and Chu Qiao pulled the swaying skirt of her dress and walked out slowly. The light of the crystal lamp softly shone on her body, dyeing her pure purple dress with a thin layer of light.

The thin halo and generous tailoring outline Chu Qiao's slender waist. The dress wraps her small and exquisite breasts, and the long skirt is scattered on the ground, elegant and with a touch of grandeur.

Meng Yanchen's eyes seemed to be nailed to her body, unable to leave, he just wanted to look at her forever. He had seen her beauty before. During the beauty pageant that day, she was wearing that little white dress.

It looks as bright as a pure white flower. But usually, she is as big as a flower. She doesn't put on makeup, doesn't even wear a skirt, she just ties a ponytail and goes to work.

Now she is a mysterious purple color, her long and silky hair is spread around her shoulders, and the ends of her hair are slightly rolled up, playfully covering the exposed spring color on her back.

Zheng Jiajia and Elena also looked at her with eyes wide open. They had also seen many big-name female stars, but after dressing up at this time, Chu Qiao was not inferior to them at all.

"It's weird!" Chu Qiao tugged at the hem of her skirt a little uneasily and looked away evasively. There was no mirror in the dressing room. When she came out, she saw that everyone was silent, thinking that it didn't look good on her.

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"Okay." Meng Yanchen opened her thin lips lightly and said only these two words.

Later, Meng Yanchen said that there was a meeting to be held and left first.

As soon as Zheng Jiajia saw Meng Yanchen leave, she immediately walked up to Chu Qiao and said sincerely: "What else could he say?! Chu Qiao, you are absolutely perfect!"

"Thank you!" Chu Qiao nodded and smiled bitterly. Maybe, in Meng Yanchen's heart, she was not as good as An Ran at all. How could Zhang Xiaotong think she was beautiful?


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