He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Shen Ruoyan couldn't help but feel frightened and immediately pulled her hand back. She had handled the whole dinner with ease, but now she was flustered. Her words trembled with obvious tremors: "I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I, I... I didn't mean it, I..."

Li Tingchuan brushed off the sleeve that she had touched, and strode out of the box with a sullen face.

He is tall and has long legs.

Rage and haste.

Shen Ruoyan was so drunk that she felt dizzy and couldn't catch up even if she wanted to.

There is only one thought left in my mind...

Finished!

There is no hope for Li’s investment!

She remembered that Li Tingchuan was a mysophobe and didn't like women, so she didn't dare get too close to him when talking to him or pouring wine for him at the dinner table.

Why did you reach out to grab him just now?

This drink was wasted!

Shen Ruoyan held onto the door, her consciousness completely blurred. She felt really tired, so she called her assistant to pick her up. After her assistant dropped her off, she waited in the car.

the other side.

Li Tingchuan got into the car and immediately took off his suit jacket and threw it aside.

His severe mysophobia, coupled with psychological mysophobia, made him dislike being close to women.

There was not a single female servant in his house.

In other words, all the people who washed his clothes were men.

But he had been extremely restrained just now.

Before this, after he took over the Li Group, there were too many women who tried every means to throw themselves on him and look for opportunities to throw themselves into his arms. He just warned Shen Ruoyan with words, and compared to the other women he punished, he was definitely indulgent to Shen Ruoyan.

And this dress...

If another woman had touched it, it would be in the trash can now.

He himself couldn't explain why he didn't throw it away immediately.

That woman Shen Ruoyan.

Have the ability to make him lose control again and again.

Charm brings disaster!

Never see you again!

Li Tingchuan made up his mind never to see Shen Ruoyan again.

But that's how things are in this world...

The Law of True Fragrance.

Arrived late.

Someone's face will eventually be smashed by himself!

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Qiao Wangshu received a call from Feng Junmu.

Feng Junmu asked Hong Bin for Qiao Wangshu's contact information.

The two exchanged pleasantries.

Feng Junmu got to the point: "I will be back to Su City in two days. I wonder if Mr. Qiao has time to have dinner together. I am very interested in the cooperation we talked about last time. If Mr. Qiao thinks that the cooperation is feasible, why not meet and discuss it in detail. When I return to Su City this time, I can start preparing."

"Okay." Qiao Wangshu really thought that the prospect of this cooperation was good: "This is Beijing, I will be bold enough to be the host. I will arrange the time and place, please don't be polite to me."

"Okay, Mr. Qiao spent the money."

……

hang up the phone.

Qiao Wangshu immediately asked Chang Anyu to book a private room.

At noon that day.

Paparazzi photographed the two meeting in a hotel.

Although their faces were not captured in the photo, judging from their body shapes, they should be the two of them.

Both of them brought their assistants with them, obviously they were here to discuss business.

It is said that they had a very pleasant conversation.

Rumor has it that the two companies are about to cooperate.

The Feng family is in Su City, Jiangnan, and they have the most heritage and wealth.

If Qiao can cooperate with the Feng family, not to mention the profits, its reputation and fame in the industry will be greatly improved.

A lunch.

Qiao Wangshu and Feng Junmu reached a preliminary cooperation intention.

after the end.

Seeing that it was still early, Qiao Wangshu returned to Qiao Group to continue working.

Feng Junmu had just left the hotel and got in the car when he received a call from Old Lady Feng: "Grandma."

Mrs. Feng sounded unhappy: "You want to cooperate with the Qiao family?"

"Yeah." Feng Junmu responded: "Mr. Qiao is smart and open-minded, very insightful, and generous. I think..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Old Madam Feng interrupted, "You must return to Su City immediately and end your cooperation with the Qiao family. Do not mention it again."

"Why?" Feng Junmu didn't understand.

"No reason, I just don't like that girl!" Old Lady Feng said forcefully.

"Grandma." Feng Junmu actively tried to get her to agree: "You haven't met Ms. Qiao. She's a very nice person, and..."

"Shut up!" Old Madam Feng was furious: "If you dare to mention her again, you will never be allowed to go to the capital again."

Feng Junmu couldn't understand why his grandmother didn't like Qiao Wangshu. Old Mrs. Feng was old, and her blood pressure and blood lipids were very high. Feng Junmu didn't dare to disobey her, but he was afraid of angering her. At this age, if something happened, he would always be branded as an unfilial person. Many things couldn't be explained clearly over the phone, so he thought, why not just go back and talk to his grandmother in person, and then he didn't argue anymore.

The news of the two companies' cooperation was trending on the Internet.

Joe's stock rose a few points as a result.

A certain jealous person is always unhappy.

After Qiao Wangshu took over Qiao Group, there were more new projects to discuss.

When doing business, it is normal to have social dinners.

Mo Beichen simply doesn't like Feng Junmu.

In Mo Beichen's opinion, Feng Junmu was young, handsome, and slick. He was younger than him, but his emotional intelligence was much higher than his. At the last business exchange meeting, his Shushu and the boy had a very good chat. If they really reached a cooperation, they would inevitably meet even if they were far apart. Whether the boy flew to Beijing or his Shushu flew to Suzhou. As long as he thought of his Shushu and Feng Junmu being together, no matter what he did, he would feel uncomfortable!

The guy's motive was obviously not purely for business.

What if I really want to snatch Shushu from him...

Younger than him.

Sweeter than him.

He may not be able to win!

The more Mo Beichen thought about it, the more upset he felt, and his sense of crisis was overwhelming!

How can I concentrate on work?

I returned to Mo's house at noon.

He went into the kitchen to learn how to cook and asked the chef to teach him.

I thought about learning a few home-cooked dishes so that I could go to Qiao’s to deliver meals to Shushu and check on him.

Coincidentally.

Mo Beixiao hasn't gone out today.

When I woke up, I went into the kitchen to find food.

Seeing his third brother wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and an apron while cooking, he thought he saw something dirty. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked over: "Fuck! No way, third brother, you're cooking?"

Mo Beichen glanced at him: "Just woke up?"

"Ah, I slept late last night." Mo Beixiao responded.

Mo Beichen's eyes darkened slightly: "It's just right that you can help me taste the food."

It's not that Mo Beichen doesn't taste the food himself, but he has been cooking for a long time. After tasting so much, he feels that everything tastes the same and can't tell good from bad. And most of the dishes that his family's Shushu likes to eat are rich in oil, sauce and spicy. He is afraid of going to the hospital after eating, so he can only let others taste it for him.

Uncle Zhang and the other servants in the house didn't dare to say that the food he cooked was not delicious.

After eating, everyone said, "It's OK", "It's OK", "It's pretty good"...

It's not the truth as soon as you hear it.

Therefore, it would be more appropriate to let Mo Beixiao taste it.

Mo Bei smiled carefreely, not realizing the seriousness of the problem. He was a little too proud of himself and said happily, "I didn't expect that I could eat the food you cooked? Okay, bring it over and try it..."

He behaves like a big boss.

Mo Beichen frowned.

Is this kid itching for trouble?

so rude!

When Mo Beixiao saw his third brother's face turn black, he quickly smiled and said, "Hey, I was just kidding. I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."