The smile in Qiao Mo’s eyes deepened a bit. Although most of the ti she preferred to ignore this kind of provocative lunacy, today she inexplicably wanted to talk back!
"What you say makes sense. But tell , I just moved into a small and broken house, and then he insisted on following. What should I do? Maybe Miss Chen could persuade him to go ho early. After all, the house is small and cramped, and there’s no room for one more."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Chen Shiqing’s face stiffened a bit.
She had seen Fu Nancheng’s picky nature. Did he really live sowhere else with this woman in front of her?
Chen Shiqing’s gaze turned colder, and she simply changed the topic.
"I know Nancheng has been looking for a woman, and I didn’t expect Miss Qiao to look so much like her. No wonder Nancheng dotes on you so much."
Qiao Mo’s expression didn’t change, but she understood.
Even if today’s encounter was by chance, the woman in front of her had clearly done her howork.
Every word aid straight at her weak spot.
Her aning was obvious, just emphasizing that Fu Nancheng pampered her only because of her face.
She had to admit, this was indeed a sore spot for her...
Qiao Mo smiled slightly, "I would say it’s my luck. I didn’t expect such a coincidence in this world. If it weren’t for this face, I wouldn’t have the chance to have any interaction with Mr. Fu. But this kind of fate must be sothing others can’t envy."
"You don’t mind at all?" Chen Shiqing squinted her eyes.
"To say I don’t mind would be too hypocritical, but I must admit, compared to other won, this is an advantage money can’t buy."
Chen Shiqing’s gaze darkened a bit, feeling that the woman in front of her was more difficult to deal with than she imagined.
"Qiao Mo, haven’t you heard the saying that beauty is fleeting?"
"This world never lacks young and beautiful girls. A man like Mr. Fu, surely will never lack admirers. Even without , there would be others. So comparatively, I think Miss Chen should be more worried."
The smile on Chen Shiqing’s face gradually faded.
She knew about this woman long ago, and she knew that Fu Nancheng doted on her.
But she didn’t expect her to be so sharp-tongued.
"You have a point, but no matter what, I have to thank Miss Qiao for helping Nancheng clear up a knot in his heart. As the saying goes, the unattainable is always the best. Even though Miss Qiao is just a replica, she ultimately erased the obsession in Nancheng’s heart."
A touch of sarcasm appeared in Qiao Mo’s eyes.
Replica?
Every word indeed cut like a knife.
"You really overestimate . If I had such power, I would first make Fu Nancheng..."
"What?"
"First divorce you."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shiqing burst into laughter, "Hahaha..."
Then, a sharp gleam flashed in her eyes, "Qiao Mo, your ambition is quite big!"
Qiao Mo did not deny it, that’s right.
From the mont she realized she liked him, she wanted his heart, his person, his everything.
If she couldn’t get it, she would rather not have it.
Their gazes t in the air, neither looked away. Even from afar, one could feel the clash of swords and cold tension here.
Just then, the saleswoman in charge of the dresses hesitated for a long ti, finally stepping forward and softly saying, "Excuse , miss; regarding the dress you are wearing, are you taking it?"
"I’ll take this dress."
Before Qiao Mo could speak, Chen Shiqing directly interrupted.
Qiao Mo wasn’t annoyed, and she laughed lightly, "It seems Miss Chen forgot Longchang’s rule, the one with the highest bid wins."
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