"Well, come back soon." She leaned forward and pressed a kiss on his cheek.
This scene filled her heart with warmth, and Su Wanqing felt as if she had really become a wife watching her husband leave home to work.
That kind of mood is really happy.
"You have to be good at home. Eat and drink whatever you want. Tell Aunt Yan not to wrong yourself and take good care of your body." Luo Xichen warned.
Su Wanqing chuckled and said, "Okay, I understand, I'm not a child, so go ahead."
Reluctantly, Luo Xichen drove out of the house. The car was driving on the highway. Not far away, the warmth on his face gradually faded. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Chris, how's the matter I told you going?"
"Boss, we have found a total of seven girls who meet the conditions. According to the doctor's appraisal results, one person has the most appropriate conditions and the highest success rate, but..."
Luo Xichen frowned slightly and said coldly: "But what?"
"That person, she..."
"Are you unwilling? Or is the price not enough? Didn't you ask for the other person's consent when you were looking for someone to come?" Luo Xichen's voice had a hint of displeasure.
"Oh, boss, I can't explain it to you. Just come to the company and take a look."
"Okay, I understand."
Luo Xichen hung up the phone, with a sharp edge in his ice eyes, stepped on the accelerator, accelerated, and rushed towards the company.
Not long after, he got on the elevator of the building, pushed open the door of Chris' office, and saw seven girls. One of them turned out to be——
"Mechelle? Didn't you go back to Italy with your mother? Why are you still here?"
Very unexpectedly, Luo Xichen saw someone he had never expected.
"You are still in X city, how can I be willing to go back to Rome?" Mechelle looked at him and smiled, her meaning unclear.
Luo Xichen thought of the series of bad things she had done to Wan Qing before, and her face immediately darkened, and she said coldly: "What are you doing here? It's over between us long ago, don't get entangled."
He is already a man with a wife, and he absolutely does not want to have anything to do with the woman in front of him.
Mechelle did not back down because of his ruthless attitude. She held a document in her hand and handed it to Luo Xichen. She smiled and said, "I'm here to apply. Didn't Chris tell you? My face is the same as Su Wan's."
Qing’s face and frame have the best fit, and the success rate of plastic surgery is also the highest.”
Luo Xichen was shocked. He took the plastic surgeon's appraisal report and saw the words "success rate 85%".
He admitted that he was moved. But——
"You are the sole heir of the Michelle family, how can you be so messy?" Luo Xichen objected.
"Randomly? I don't think it's random." Mechelle shrugged, "I'm tired of looking at this face every day. There's nothing wrong with changing it once in a while."
"As for inheritance rights, I believe that Daddy and Mommy will not cancel my inheritance rights just because I have plastic surgery." She has no worries about this.
She doesn't lack money, she only lacks love. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to get close to Lucifer and let him always remember her kindness. How could she let it go?
Luo Xichen sat on the chair, staring at the medical appraisal document in his hand, and thought about the bad comments about Wan Qing that were widely circulated outside, and finally compromised.
"Okay, you're hired. Chris, immediately arrange for the best plastic surgeon to perform secret surgery on her." "Well, come back soon." She leaned forward and pressed a kiss on his cheek.
This scene filled her heart with warmth, and Su Wanqing felt as if she had really become a wife watching her husband leave home to work.
That kind of mood is really happy.
"You have to be good at home. Eat and drink whatever you want. Tell Aunt Yan not to wrong yourself and take good care of your body." Luo Xichen warned.
Su Wanqing chuckled and said, "Okay, I understand, I'm not a child, so go ahead."
Reluctantly, Luo Xichen drove out of the house. The car was driving on the highway. Not far away, the warmth on his face gradually faded. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Chris, how's the matter I told you going?"
"Boss, we have found a total of seven girls who meet the conditions. According to the doctor's appraisal results, one person has the most appropriate conditions and the highest success rate, but..."
Luo Xichen frowned slightly and said coldly: "But what?"
"That person, she..."
"Are you unwilling? Or is the price not enough? Didn't you ask for the other person's consent when you were looking for someone to come?" Luo Xichen's voice had a hint of displeasure.
"Oh, boss, I can't explain it to you. Just come to the company and take a look."
"Okay, I understand."
Luo Xichen hung up the phone, with a sharp edge in his ice eyes, stepped on the accelerator, accelerated, and rushed towards the company.
Not long after, he got on the elevator of the building, pushed open the door of Chris' office, and saw seven girls. One of them turned out to be——
"Mechelle? Didn't you go back to Italy with your mother? Why are you still here?"
Very unexpectedly, Luo Xichen saw someone he had never expected.
"You are still in X city, how can I be willing to go back to Rome?" Mechelle looked at him and smiled, her meaning unclear.
Luo Xichen thought of the series of bad things she had done to Wan Qing before, and her face immediately darkened, and she said coldly: "What are you doing here? It's over between us long ago, don't get entangled."
He is already a man with a wife, and he absolutely does not want to have anything to do with the woman in front of him.
Mechelle did not back down because of his ruthless attitude. She held a document in her hand and handed it to Luo Xichen. She smiled and said, "I'm here to apply. Didn't Chris tell you? My face is the same as Su Wan's."
Qing’s face and frame have the best fit, and the success rate of plastic surgery is also the highest.”
Luo Xichen was shocked. He took the plastic surgeon's appraisal report and saw the words "success rate 85%".
He admitted that he was moved. But——
"You are the sole heir of the Michelle family, how can you be so messy?" Luo Xichen objected.
"Randomly? I don't think it's random." Mechelle shrugged, "I'm tired of looking at this face every day. There's nothing wrong with changing it once in a while."
"As for inheritance rights, I believe that Daddy and Mommy will not cancel my inheritance rights just because I have plastic surgery." She has no worries about this.
She doesn't lack money, she only lacks love. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to get close to Lucifer and let him always remember her kindness. How could she let it go?
Luo Xichen sat on the chair, staring at the medical appraisal document in his hand, and thought about the bad comments about Wan Qing that were widely circulated outside, and finally compromised.
"Okay, you're hired. Chris, immediately arrange for the best plastic surgeon to perform a secret surgery on her."