You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Sheng Mumu did what he said.

Soon, the matter of Qiao Li and Cheng Zhuo's meeting was brought up.

Qi Mo found out that something was wrong with her. One day when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she saw Sheng Mumu lying on the bed with a smile on her face, sending a voice message to her mobile phone.

"Li Li, that boy's name is Cheng Zhuo, he's about 1.8 meters tall, good-looking, and has two dimples."

After she sent it, she clicked on the conversation and listened to it again.

It seemed that he felt that his comment was fairly pertinent, so he pursed his lips in satisfaction, turned over, and said to the phone:

"Cheng Zhuo, do you have a photo? Send one over, if not, take one now."

Qi Mo wiped his hair with a towel, and water droplets slid down his bristly hair.

Hearing Cheng Zhuo's name mentioned in her words, his eyes moved slightly.

The slender fingers holding the towel froze.

Can't help but think of the scene when he and Cheng Zhuo met and talked last time.

I don't know how Cheng Zhuo intends to test the conjecture about her life experience.

But, it shouldn't be too long.

If she was really from the Cheng family, would she leave?

Thinking of this, the man's handsome eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Constantly imagining various possibilities in his mind, the bottom of his eyes turned dark.

Suddenly, a complaining voice came:

"What, life photos, life photos, what the hell are you posting?"

Sheng Mumu, who has a strong desire to share, raised her phone to the side of the man who was brushing his hair after sending the complaint voice.

"Look, I asked Cheng Zhuo to send me a photo so that Li Li could see what he looks like, but he actually sent me this kind of photo."

Qi Mo smiled lowly and looked at the screen.

In the photo, three children are sitting in rows on a rocking car.

Two men and one woman.

The boy on the left side of the picture is the tallest, with a pouted mouth and a reluctant expression on his face, as if being forced by an adult to ride a rocking car.

Qi Mo guessed that it was probably Cheng Zhuo's brother, Cheng Xin, the president of Fangfang Group.

Moving his eyes to the middle, Qi Mo's eyes suddenly tightened.

The little girl in a light yellow dress held a popsicle in her hand, tilted her head towards the camera, and her two little dimples were filled with smiles.

On the right side of the little girl, the shortest little boy stood restlessly on the rocking chair, waving his hands, as if he wanted his older siblings to look at him.

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

The purpose of Cheng Zhuo sending this photo is obvious.

I want her to see a group photo of the Cheng family's three siblings when they were young.

The man stopped wiping his hair, and stared at her deeply.

Sheng Mumu didn't notice his subtle expression, but still looked at the phone, jokingly said:

"Tell me, does this kid have a bad head? Who would take a picture of him wearing open crotch pants on a blind date?"

Qi Mo was silent for a few seconds, making sure he didn't see any strange expression on Sheng Mumu's face, Fang spoke slowly, with a faint smile in his voice:

"Well, not too smart."

Sheng Mumu nodded, and after a "hmm" in agreement, she sat back on the bed.

Send Cheng Zhuo a voice in a threatening tone:

"If you don't have a normal photo, I'll use your one-inch ID photo when you applied for the job?"

Seeing her enthusiastically worrying about other people's marriages, Qi Mo smiled helplessly.

Before going to bed at night, Sheng Mumu told Qi Mo the truth.

"Actually, Li Li is looking for someone to pretend to be her boyfriend, so as to avoid the blind date offensive arranged by her mother."

Qi Mo leaned on the bed and read financial magazines, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Fake?"

"Well, it's fake." Sheng Mumu nodded and said, "Like us."

After the words fell, the man's hand that turned the pages of the book suddenly stopped, and a gloomy emotion appeared in his eyes.

Sheng Mumu was playing with his mobile phone with his back turned to him, and did not see his expression, so he continued:

"It's best if it can be done, but if it can't be done, a pure agreement relationship like ours is also very good."

The sound of flipping books behind him stopped completely, and after a few seconds of silence, the man's deep voice came:

"It's up to people."

Hearing his words, Sheng Mumu blinked in doubt.

He has always rarely expressed his views on other people's affairs, but today he gave a specific attitude for the first time.

It's a bit strange.

Sheng Mumu turned her head curiously.

The man's side face was stern and determined, and he noticed her gaze, turned his head to look over, and asked her back:

"What do you think?"

Sheng Mumu was stunned by the question, and felt that Qi Mo's expression was very subtle, as if there was something in his words.

After pondering for a while, she couldn't figure out why, so she answered slowly:

"It's hard to say, it depends on Cheng Zhuo's performance."

Hearing this, Qi Mo's eyes suddenly became soft, and he said in a deep voice:

"Correct."

*

three days later.

Cheng Zhuo and Qiao Li finally meet each other.

Sheng Mumu set the meeting place at the bar where Qiao Li's band sang.

On the way, Sheng Mumu conveyed Qiao Li's thoughts to Cheng Zhuo.

"My cousin actually wanted to find someone to pretend to be a couple and act in a play, but she had a blind date with several people, and they were all very weird."

Cheng Zhuo has read a lot of posts complaining about his blind date on the Internet, and he can probably guess that this Miss Qiao was probably hurt by the blind date.

He raised a hearty smile:

"I understand. I didn't think I came here for a blind date today. I just thought I made friends with your cousin, Sister Sheng."

And maybe they will be family in the future.

The two got out of the car and walked towards the bar while chatting.

"Yeah, everyone is the same age, you should be able to chat." Sheng Mumu smiled, "Let me introduce my cousin's personality to you first."

Cheng Zhuo didn't intend to go on a blind date, he just planned to chat with Sheng Mumu more and get to know him better.

He nodded and responded, "Okay."

Sheng Mumu: "As for her, she looks gentle and gentle, quiet and well-behaved, she likes music—"

After finishing the first half sentence, the two stepped into the bar door.

The surrounding sounds suddenly became noisy.

Cheng Zhuo only saw Sheng Mumu's red lips move, but couldn't hear the second half of the sentence.

He thought to himself, probably Sister Sheng wanted to say that Ms. Qiao likes music and usually likes to play the piano or something like that.

Not surprisingly, Miss Qiao should be a very gentle and quiet girl.

In the bar, the atmosphere is lively.

Cheng Zhuo focused his attention on finding the vacant seats, and didn't notice the rock band performing on the stage.

Sheng Mumu approached with a smile, looked proudly at the stage, raised the decibel and said:

"The one singing on stage is my cousin."

Cheng Zhuo froze for a moment, followed Sheng Mumu's gaze to look at the stage.

Suddenly the eyes opened round.

On the stage, Qiao Li rested her fair forearm lightly on the microphone stand.

There was a mole of tears at the end of the eyes, and the eyes moved slightly upwards following the movement of the eyes.

The posture is lazy and unruly, with ease.

Small purple suspenders, black overalls with tight feet and Martin boots, sweet and spicy.

Cheng Zhuo's eyes were a little surprised, a little dazed, and extremely surprised.

He turned his head slowly:

"Sister Sheng, your gentleness seems to be different from mine."