Jean-Paul lived in a suite on the top floor of the hotel. There were more than a dozen sets of underwear made by him in the living room. He specially invited Wei Jia to come and admire them.
This guy is good at everything, but he is too provocative. Technically speaking, he is a mysophobia. He even replaced the curtains in the room with his own ones!
Ran Mi didn't dare to move while sitting on the sofa. She really felt how Li Yichuan felt when he didn't dare to put his feet on the carpet at her house. It was really uncomfortable.
Li Yichuan was afraid of soiling her beautiful brocade rug, and she was afraid that Luo Bao would pounce on her again and use cotton cloth to dust the place where her feet touched... It was really embarrassing!
"Sorry, I just like to be clean."
Paul came out of the room, apologized to her with a smile, put a new pair of pink slippers at her feet, squatted down diligently, and before she could react, he held up her feet and changed her shoes.
"Hey, doesn't this make your hands dirty?"
Ran Mi quickly stepped back and was sighing at this man's gentlemanly thoughtfulness when she heard him say:
"No, I can disinfect my hands, but you will touch the sofa."
Ran Mi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She raised her feet and hands in the air and turned her head to look at Wei Jia, wanting to ask him for help.
Wei Jia just smiled. He had already put on new slippers and wiped his hands with special disinfectant alcohol. The room was filled with this faint smell of alcohol. It seemed that he had long been accustomed to Paul's strange habits.
Only then did Ran Mi realize how abrupt it was to bring Li Xiaofeng here. Wei Jia only agreed to give her face, and if you let Li Xiaofeng be restrained like this, she would definitely beat Paul's eyes black!
I was worried about Witch Maple, but she has arrived!
There was a gentle knock on the door twice, and the three of them turned to look. Paul's eyes suddenly lit up...
Really beautiful!
Ran Mi couldn't help but admire it!
Li Xiaofeng's beauty lies not in her facial features, but in her temperament. This woman's aura is so powerful that no one can ignore her existence.
She knows her own style very well. She wears a beige windbreaker on her arms, her legs are so long, and she also wears a lavender chiffon jumpsuit and a knee-length short skirt. She is sophisticated yet mature yet refreshing.
"This is my friend Li Xiaofeng."
Ran Mi made the introduction, and Paul's eyes sparkled, he strode over to hold her hand, bowed his head and kissed her.
Li Xiaofeng raised her chin slightly and accepted it graciously. Then she turned her head and looked at Wei Jia and said, "Mr. Wei, aren't you polite?"
Wei Jia smiled and shook his head.
Li Xiaofeng raised his heroic eyebrows slightly, handed the windbreaker to Paul, and looked at the underwear designed by Paul in the room.
She hadn't changed her shoes yet! Ran Mi coughed lightly and was about to remind her, but Paul didn't have any objections. He not only hung up the windbreaker for her with his own hands, but also personally introduced to her the Chinese red set of works he designed.
"Zi...what is this? Differential treatment? It's so exciting!"
Ran Mi put her hands to her lips, turned to look at Wei Jia, and murmured softly.
"Don't mind, he is such a person. If a woman is over 175cm tall and has good proportions, he will try to make her his royal underwear model."
Wei Jia laughed heartily and pulled Ran Mi over to listen to his introduction. Ran Mi didn't dare to touch her hands, so she held a cup of coffee in her hand, lest she had no place to put her hands and she couldn't help but like it and touch it.
Touch his things.
A tree wants its bark and a person wants its face. If Paul did this again in front of Li Xiaofeng, she would not have to live anymore. She would not be despised by Li Xiaofeng until she died.
"I wonder what industry Miss Li is currently engaged in? Are you interested in trying on my Chinese red?"
Paul was indeed straightforward, and Ran Mi felt that he was less French and more American. He did not mince words or hide his true thoughts.
"Okay, but my figure is too good, I'm afraid Mr. Paul will be jealous."
Li Xiaofeng raised the corner of his lips and actually agreed, saying this very proudly.
Ran Mi squirted out a sip of coffee, "What is Li Xiaofeng called? Do you want to stage a real-life version of underwear temptation in front of Wei Jia? But there is a second man here!"
She raised her eyes and glanced at Li Xiaofeng. Witch Feng was not shy at all. She chose a suit herself, hooked it with her little finger, and twisted her waist to enter the inner room.
Long legs, slender waist, and curved buttocks all showed the perfect combination of softness and strength in women. Paul saw that he was smiling! Wei Jia also smiled, but it was a very gentle and polite smile.
Ran Mi thought about it, she was afraid that she would not be able to keep this matchmaker. Although Wei Jia was a foreigner, he obviously belonged to the conservative faction, otherwise he would not have married a Chinese lady with a delicate face.
Suddenly, Paul slapped his forehead hard, pointed at the underwear that was splashed with coffee and shouted: "My main show item!"
Ran Mi looked at the Chinese red that had been sprayed with coffee in embarrassment, and said with a sad face: "Then I'll buy it."
"Hey...it's very expensive! It costs this amount."
Paul shook his head repeatedly. It was obvious that Ran Mi was not the type of woman he admired, so he raised two fingers to bid.
"Twenty thousand?" Ran Mi was extremely depressed and dared to guess the price.
"200,000." Paul smiled, pointed to the beautiful jade hanging on it and said: "Gold has a price, but jade is priceless. This phoenix sculpture was carved by the best craftsman I found. It is unique. Wei Jia is mine.
My good friend, I will give you the cost price without charging my design fee."
"I'll give you the jade, I just want clothes!" Ran Mi was so confused. If Li Yichuan found out, why wouldn't he scold her a hundred times for being stupid? Don't even think about seeing Wei Jia again!
"How can that be done? This is a complete set of perfect designs. How can you despise my work?" Paul frowned slightly, looking unhappy.
Ran Mi turned her head again and said in dialect to Wei Jia: "You killed the pig's head. Did you lie to me to get the kickback?"
Wei Jia smiled even more heartily and said to Paul: "Charge it to my account."
"No..." Ran Mi quickly refused. If she accepted this kind of gift, the world would be shattered!
Wei Jia understood immediately and said, "I'll buy it back for display. It's just a little coffee stain. I'll make it more perfect."
Ran Mi tilted her head and looked at him, thought for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled, "Forget it, I'll buy it. Anyway, I don't need his money and no one will."
A dim light slipped through Wei Jia's eyes, he smiled, and turned to look at Paul.
"How about it?"
Li Xiaofeng came out of the room with a swagger. She grew up in the United States and was not shy about showing off her beautiful figure. Instead, she walked to the mirror gracefully and looked at her left and right.
She is different from other models. Muay Thai boxing has made her muscles strong without any trace of fat. Her slender limbs are a beautiful wheat color and she has a golden-proportioned nine-headed body.
Ran Mi was a little embarrassed, coughed slightly, and went to the bathroom to wash the cup.
The sound of the three of them discussing the comfort of the clothes came from outside. Ran Mi turned around and saw Li Xiaofeng standing between the two men, turning his waist from side to side naturally without any pretense.
Ran Mi likes Li Xiaofeng's sincerity, which is so ferocious, brave and beautiful.
She smiled, took the towel and went out, wrapped Li Xiaofeng around her, looked at Paul and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Paul. Actually, I am Li Xiaofeng's agent. She helps you try on clothes and provides suggestions for a fee."
Paul's fingers raised in the air paused, and Wei Jia turned his head to look at her, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Ran Mi twisted her fingers around Li Xiaofeng's waist and continued her sweet smile.
"Of course, she can also take a set of photos for you. Don't you think she looks great in this? She can inspire you with more than one set of underwear, right?"
That's okay - Paul's mouth twitched and he looked at Li Xiaofeng. This woman was different from all the models he had come into contact with. She had a special texture. It really made his mind surge with sparks jumping out from time to time. He was a designer, and this spark was very important to him.
Very important.
Li Xiaofeng was still stunned at this time. Ran Mi, who had always been dull, confused her. At this time, she reacted and grabbed Ran Mi's hand and tried to throw it away.
Ran Mi quickly held her head in her hands and whispered: "Hey, Xiao Feng, I have a headache... just keep your manners."
The strength of Li Xiaofeng's fingers gradually weakened, and he glanced at Wei Jia with the corner of his bright eyes. A few nervous concerns were pouring out of his pupils! Of course, it was for Ran Mi. According to Li Xiaofeng's temper, he should have thrown it away immediately.
Ran Mi's. But after rolling her eyes a few times, she suddenly realized what she was doing and actually put her arms around Ran Mi's shoulders and said with a smile:
"I am very honored. If Mr. Paul is interested, he can go to my boxing gym to shoot. Of course, Mr. Wei can also come and find inspiration."
"Boxing gym?" Paul became interested again. Can such a beautiful woman know Chinese Kung Fu?
"Yes, I founded the Muay Thai boxing gym, where you can have surprising gains."
Li Xiaofeng gave her business card to the two of them and went back to the room to change clothes. Her expression was relaxed, as if she enjoyed wrestling with a group of muscular men every day...
Paul held his chin with one hand, rubbed it gently a few times, turned to look at Ran Mi and said, "Deal! I want to take two sets of photos!"
"Ha, okay!" Ran Mi smiled.
Doing what you love and pursuing the people you like is such a blessing!
Ran Mi happily went straight to get her reward - the Chinese red suit stained with coffee.
She really likes this set! What woman wouldn’t like jewelry and beautiful clothes? She wishes she could put them all over the room and change them every day!
Wei Jia stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror. Ran Mi raised her eyes and met his gaze. Wei Jia laughed, put one hand on the clothes hanger, and lightly hooked her fingers in the air. In a brief moment of embarrassment,
Afterwards, Ran Mi stuck out her tongue and put the clothes into her bag. It really felt like a robber snatching away the clothes.
But, 200,000, how could Ran Mi pay for that? If my sister-in-law can settle this matter by just showing off, then, sister-in-law, please work hard!
The three of them came out. Li Xiaofeng put on his windbreaker, hooked his hand on her shoulder, leaned over and whispered in her ear:
"Hey, two hundred thousand, if you don't help me get rid of this man, I'll swallow you up."
"Then I'll hold your hands and feet for you, can you come up?" Ran Mi blushed and whispered back.
Yes, he was really assimilated by Li Yichuan!
Li Xiaofeng sneered a few times, let go of her, hugged her with his arms, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at Wei Jia. He stood at the door of the elevator, his side face shrouded in the warm light from the top of the elevator, Gao Ting's
Under the bridge of the nose, the slightly thick and sexy lips, how to look at them, how to make her feel.
Ran Mi also turned her head. Li Xiaofeng seemed to be in a particularly good mood - she pondered for a while and whispered:
"Xiao Feng, can you help me make an appointment with my aunt?" "What are you doing? Are you going to scold me?" Li Xiaofeng asked bluntly.
"It can't be like this... He's in a bad mood..." Ran Mi sighed softly and lowered her long eyelashes.
Li Yichuan came back very late several nights. Sometimes she would sit next door without coming back to the room. She wanted to talk to him, but she didn't know what to say. It seemed like nothing was appropriate.
Li Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, patted her shoulder lightly, and said softly:
"With all due respect, this matter is irreversible. After all, you are the murderer's daughter. I am an outsider. I don't feel it, but they don't. If you two decide to be together, you have to accept this situation. He
I can only choose you or mom, it’s impossible to neutralize.”
"He will be unhappy." Ran Mi was helpless.
"This is the price. How can such a good thing happen? It all falls on you?" Li Xiaofeng sneered again, becoming more and more rude.
The conversation between the two of them did not avoid Wei Jia. He stood in front of them gracefully and acted as if he could not hear them. Until the elevator door opened, he blocked the door like a gentleman and asked the two of them to leave first.
When Li Xiaofeng returned to the boxing gym, her strategy was not to chase wildly. She just wanted to have more opportunities to get close to Wei Jia and take a good look at this man. In the meantime, she would not deliberately pretend to be another person, but be completely herself.
, if it can breed feelings, it is true love. If it cannot, she may feel uncomfortable temporarily, but she will never be miserable, just like a little daughter-in-law who cannot get married.
Women, it's good if they can meet love. If they can't, they should cherish themselves and live a more precious life.
When Ran Mi comes into contact with different people, she can always see different human natures. She absorbs these into her body and it becomes the nourishment for her to move forward bravely.
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Li Yichuan watched her humming a song, walked past him, took a laptop, and sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating cookies and messing around on the computer. The cat man lay beside her shoes and nibbled half of her food.
A piece of biscuit, he looked at it for a while and couldn't help but said: "How can a cat eat biscuits?"
"Why can't cats eat biscuits? Do you want to eat them?"
With half a piece of cake in her mouth, she was typing on the computer without raising her head, and the crackling sound echoed in the room.
She had been smiling brightly today and hadn't talked to him yet. Li Yichuan couldn't bear it anymore. He put down the documents in his hands and came to look at her.
On the computer is a brief introduction in French about Jean-Paul, a famous designer.
"What the hell?" He slid his finger across the screen and asked her suspiciously.
"What kind of stuff do you mean? You have no taste, I'm a designer, okay?" Ran Mi turned her head to look at him, raised her fist and hit him on the chest.
"You rebelled against me." He grabbed her wrist and pushed it back, scolding her with a long face.
Ran Mi pushed the computer over and said softly: "I want to learn design."
"Huh?" He raised his eyes and looked at her in confusion.
"Design underwear." Ran Mi added.
"Hold on when you're full." He reached out and closed the computer, then turned to look at his files again.
"What can I do that you will like?" Ran Mi looked at him angrily and whispered, "I want to do something of my own."
"What you like is to be Mrs. Li, you know? That circle is not suitable for you." Without raising his head, he reached over and touched her face gently.
Ran Mi was silent. In his eyes, except Mrs. Li, there was no career suitable for her!
She took two bites of the biscuit and went to the bathroom to change into her clothes. Li Yichuan just stared at her back and then immersed himself in reading the contract. The resort was progressing smoothly and was about to be completed.
Jun'an Group and Shen Sichen have not made any moves recently. From the outside, Jun'an looks like a new investment company. The boss is a German and has hotel business in many countries. Other than that, he has gained nothing.
Of course Li Yichuan knew that there must be another hand behind this German manipulator, but it was a pity that he could not get any closer. After all, he started his career in the United States, and this person was running the Junan Group in Germany.
Shen Sichen often goes to Germany recently, apparently to do export business of imported ore. Li Yichuan checked his goods at the customs, and there was no problem.
It was calm, everything seemed to be quiet. The stocks of several companies he invested in had been rising. The company reorganized by Shen Sichen was also listed on the market. The situation was excellent.
If it really goes well like that, he can't ask for it. He's been in such a bad mood lately that even when Ran Mi comes to talk to him, he's used to being too lazy to answer her.
The bathroom door opened, and Ran Mi came out wearing the Chinese red suit.
This design is very clever. The piece of beautiful jade connects the cups on both sides. It is very small and does not hurt people. The breasts are pushed up high. The inner part is also shaped like a phoenix. There is only a small piece of fabric in the front and a T in the back.
type design.
Li Yichuan looked at her in astonishment, then pointed at her and asked for a long time:
"Where did you get it?"
"Does it look good? Paul designed it. This set costs 200,000 yuan! I heard that this jade is valuable. Do you want to see if it is a good jade?"
She came over, knelt down next to him, leaned down and let him see the jade.
Li Yichuan stared at her chest for a while, then raised his hand and grabbed a handful, saying unhappily: "You went to him to choose this? Didn't you say you went to Xiao Feng's? Are you lying?"
"It hurts!" Ran Mi quickly folded her arms, sat down, and glared at him and said, "Can you be gentler? I went with Xiao Feng, and I didn't do anything shameful. Isn't this dress?
Is it for other people to wear?" "Who are you meeting? Wei Jia? Ran Mi, are you happy that I take other women to choose this?" He sneered, curled his finger and flicked her chest, "You
You really dare to say it, and you are not afraid that I will break your legs."
"You...anyway, I want to learn..."
Ran Mi choked half to death. If she didn't want to get closer to his family, how could she be so meddlesome as to help Li Xiaofeng? Forget it, he was in a bad mood, so Ran Mi swallowed her anger hard.
"Who wants to learn? Are you kidding? Don't you know that this requires talent and foundation?" He sneered a few times and returned his eyes to the document in his hand.
Ran Mi sat for a while and couldn't help but punch him and complained softly, "Why are you like this?"
Her fancy tricks were like tickling Li Yichuan. He still didn't raise his head, unscrewed the cap of his pen, and started to sign several other financial statements. He said lightly: "You can only make me happy."
Ran Mi couldn't bear it anymore, jumped off the sofa and whispered:
"Since I can't stand your eyes so much, I don't know why you insist on being with me, making everyone unhappy! Do you love me, or are you unwilling to accept what happened back then? Why do you splash everything I do?
If you bring a basin of cold water, I can't do anything. No matter what others do, everything is exquisite. Am I the only fool? I will only use it to make you happy! Li Yichuan, I give in. I admit that this requires talent.
, I need a foundation, I just want to learn, get in touch, and find something that I can do at home. It’s useless if you don’t want me to do it left or right. Is this okay? Uncle Li! Can you give me a way to survive?
"
His breathing became heavy and he raised his eyes to look at her.
Ran Mi went to the closet to get a pajama and put it on. She changed out of her underwear with her back to him, hung it up carefully, and climbed into bed to sleep. All her efforts were insignificant in front of him. She learned to cook, bake, and cook for him.
She makes health soup and hangs around him all day long. She can't make friends casually or go to work. She has to be there whenever he calls her and stay quietly in this room. Wherever she goes, she has to report her whereabouts and get approval first.
Only then can she take action - but in the end she is still useless!
Li Yichuan is in a bad mood, she is not a punching bag!
Li Yichuan put down the documents and came over to push her, "Ran Ran."
"No such person has been found, please look for her elsewhere." Ran Mi pushed him away in a depressed tone.
Li Yichuan was startled for a moment, and then he laughed. Ran Mi's mouth became smarter, she really dared to speak, she really could say...
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