At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Ao arrived in great numbers.
"General Manager Ao, are you here?" Ruotong hid her sadness deeply and ran towards him with a smile on her face, showing her mistress's natural fiery enthusiasm in front of him.
Ao Rui raised her chin provocatively and said contemptuously: "The man who came to see you today is your old lover?" He would know that a man came to her because he was talking to the security guard in the management area just now.
I heard the security guard talk about it accidentally.
How did he know? Ruotong's whole body was shaken. How he knew was not the point. The point was that she had to work hard to find countermeasures now.
"Why, are you being offended by what I said?" Ao Rui squeezed Ruotong's chin tightly, tightening his grip.
After a while, Ruotong's pale face slowly opened her charming smile to Mr. Ao, and said charmingly: "Yes, that is my old lover." She decided to make the mistake right.
"Any plans to rekindle an old relationship?" he sneered.
"General Manager Ao, you can rest assured that I will not destroy my professional ethics. What's more, that poor boy, in terms of appearance and wealth, how can he compare with you? As long as I sleep with you for a while, I will have it
I can't earn wealth by working in my whole life. How cool it is to spend money on those people who looked down on me before." If Tongyan despises kitsch, the more snobbish she is, the more she can confuse the fake with the real.
"He loves you?" He smiled contemptuously.
"Love?" Ruotong smirked. "How much is that thing worth? Can you provide me with a luxurious villa? Can you buy me Tiffany jewelry? Can you take me to a five-star hotel to eat abalone and fish belly?
?”
Ao Rui let go of her chin and said with a low smile: "Woman, you are very frank."
"It is a woman's nature to be greedy and vain, just like you men, you need women. In this materialistic world, how can there be so many noble saints? I will not be ashamed of my confession. I just feel that I have spoken out.
It’s something a lot of women are afraid to say out loud.”
Ao Rui pushed her away, sat on the sofa, lit a cigar casually, exhaled wisps of smoke gracefully, and said with a low smile: "Even if you are a saint, I have no interest in making expectations for you. You won't pretend,
I won’t pretend to be noble, although it is not noble, but I appreciate your frankness.”
Of course Ao Rui would not have any expectations for her. If he wanted to find a lifelong partner, why bother keeping a mistress? But this man was very honest. Although sometimes what he said was not pleasant to listen to, at least he was not a hypocrite. This made Ruotong
Feel confident about your future marriage.
Although Ruotong was disgusted and sensitive to the smell of cigarettes, she still walked up to Mr. Ao as if nothing had happened, pressed her whole body against him, and said worldly: "How tiring it is to live a pretentious life. Life is short, if you are like a monk for
Following the Buddha's precepts and trying my best to suppress my desire for food and women, I might as well kill myself and be freed early. Fame is worthless to me, I just know how to do whatever I want and live in the moment."
"Honest women are the cutest." Ao Rui's handsome face unfolded a handsome and charming smile.
"Of course, I am unique." Ruotong raised his chin slightly and said proudly.
Ao Rui continued to exhale the smoke, looked at her, and said casually: "I also heard from the security guard that when the man came out of the community, he was so lost that he was almost hit by a car." He studied her face to see how she would react.
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When she heard the words "hit by a car", Ruotong's body instantly stiffened and her breathing almost stopped.
"What, don't tell me that you are worried about that poor boy?" Ao Rui took another puff of cigar and sprayed the smoke directly on Ruotong's face. His handsome face seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It is hard to imagine that such a snobbish woman like her
, actually worried about the life and death of his old lover!
Ruotong almost choked on his smoke, and she forced herself to come back to her senses. "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. I was thinking that if he died, it would be a disaster for me."
What a huge loss!" If he followed the direction of his imagination, things would become much simpler. Didn't he appreciate her confession? Then she would "confess" to the end.
"Oh?" Ao Rui raised his eyebrows. He wanted to see how she would justify herself.
"If one day I stop being my mistress, at least I will have a poor boy like him to rely on. Men and women are a combination of yin and yang. Women, after all, still need a man."
Although, this is not Ruotong's idea. A woman can live without a man. What she desires from beginning to end is only love. Without love, a man is just an empty body, since he cannot bring her spiritual happiness.
satisfaction, then she might as well choose complete freedom.
"Congliang?" he said in a sarcastic tone.
"General Manager Ao, you also know that a woman's youth is very limited. Although I can still stay in this industry for another three to five years, in three to five years, I will have already entered my third year. By then, I will lead
With an old and ugly face, where can I find a sponsor or someone to rely on?" Ruotong deliberately made her age a few years older to make her lies more convincing. Master Ao would not be interested in investigating anyway.
Her household registration.
"Are you so sure that that man can be your final destination?" He chuckled.
"He loves me with all his heart, and there's nothing I can do about it. He can't live without me, and I didn't force him." Ruotong pretended to smile innocently.
"Woman," Ao Rui looked into her clear pupils, put away his smile, and said coldly: "You'd better stick to your professional ethics. During this period of time, I don't want to share your life with other men.
Body. Otherwise, we will have to end the relationship."
He does not have the habit of promiscuity. On the contrary, his women must also abide by his rules of the game.
"General Manager Ao, if I want to steal sex, can I escape your notice? I am just a woman who wants an identity but no identity, a background but no background, and no power to tie a chicken. How dare I give you such a thing?
Feng, the cuckold of a big shot who wants rain? I haven't enjoyed enough the pleasure of throwing money at people. How can I be willing to die so quickly? What's more, that poor boy is not as attractive as you.
First, how could I be so stupid as to buy a casket for a pearl?" Although the times are open, Ruotong definitely does not take a casual attitude towards the concept of chastity.
"It's best that you are self-aware." Ao Rui smiled lightly. Even if she didn't have to try hard to justify herself, with her subconscious resistance and indifference towards sex in bed, it was hard for him to believe that she was as coquettish as she appeared.
She was frank, outspoken, chaste and conservative. It was quite difficult to find a perfect mistress like her, and he seemed to appreciate her more and more.
"Otherwise, how could I climb onto your money tree?" Ruotong laughed angrily.
Ao Rui pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray beside the table and said to Ruotong, "I'm going to take a shower first."
"Then I'll wait for you." Ruotong snuggled into his arms like a little sheep. In fact, she really wanted Ao Rui to leave soon. She was worried about Guo Zheming and was not in the mood to act with Ao Rui.
Ao Rui pushed her away, stood up and left the living room.
It wasn't until she saw him walking into the bathroom that Ruotong took out his cell phone and couldn't wait to call Su Muyu.
She covered her mouth and whispered to Su Muyu: "Muyu, can you call and ask Zheming to see if something happened to him?" She blamed herself very much, but she couldn't personally call and care about Guo Zheming, because if she did so
, all her disguises in front of Guo Zheming will fall short.
"What's wrong? What happened to Zhe Ming?" Su Muyu's nerves suddenly became tense.
"I'll explain it to you when I have time. Anyway, call Zhe Ming right now and ask if he's okay. Remember, don't use my name." Ruotong confessed.
"Okay. Let me ask you."
"That's it, I'll hang up first."
"good."
Ruotong hung up the phone, feeling guilty and remorseful.
Five minutes later, Su Muyu's phone rang. She answered it cautiously.
"Ruotong, I called Zheming more than a dozen times, but no one answered." Su Muyu told Ruotong the truth. Although she didn't know what happened between Guo Zheming and Ruotong, she guessed that the result would be certain.
It's a lose-lose situation.
The pores all over Ruotong's body stood up.
"Ruotong, what should I do?" Su Muyu sighed worriedly.
"You can call and ask again." Ruotong's voice was anxious.
"Okay, I'll keep trying."
Ruotong hung up the phone in despair.
However, five minutes later, Su Muyu called to inform her, but the result was still the same...