Upon hearing, Fu Nancheng's lips curved into a cold arc, his gaze becoming even more chilling, falling on Qiao Mo like a frost blade.
Qiao Mo's heart was about to leap out of her throat, her eyes slightly lowered, only wishing this mont would end soon.
"Xiao Mo, this is the Mr. Yan I ntioned to you, previously Mr. Yan invested in one of my projects."
Qiao Mo nodded randomly, her hands and feet were cold and sweaty, unable to listen to what Jiang Jinghao was saying at all.
She never expected to encounter Fu Nancheng again just a day later!
And right in front of Jiang Jinghao.
"Tsk, what's this? Does Miss Qiao have an opinion on ? Or am I, Yan Jiu, too ugly to your eyes?" Seeing Qiao Mo always lower her head slightly, Yan Jiu spoke frivolously, his tone carrying an air of undeniable arrogance.
"Mr. Yan has overthought." Qiao Mo spoke softly, desperately trying to conceal the unease in her heart.
She had heard of Yan Jiu's reputation, the most audacious and unruly playboy in Jiang City, soone so many people scrambled to curry favor with.
Unlike Fu Nancheng's low-key restraint, Yan Jiu was an extrely arrogant scion.
In Jiang City, perhaps there were people who hadn't heard of Fu Nancheng's na, but there was no one who didn't know who Mr. Jiu was!
But she never expected the relationship between Yan Jiu and Fu Nancheng to be so good.
After all, the rumored Fu Nancheng was a corpulent, capricious old man!
"This is my third brother Fu. We should thank him for your project last ti." Yan Jiu spoke again, his gaze taking another curious look at Jiang Jinghao.
To him, whatever broken project he developed, it held no value in his eyes!
But Fu Nancheng had specifically asked him to take care of Jiang Jinghao. He had originally been curious about what was special about this man to be handpicked by his third brother, but now seeing him and Qiao Mo standing together, he understood a bit more.
"Mr. Fu... Hello." Jiang Jinghao proactively reached out to Fu Nancheng.
However, Fu Nancheng didn't even glance at him, instead looking at Qiao Mo, calmly saying: "Won't Miss Qiao even greet ?"
Qiao Mo's heart trembled fiercely, looking at Fu Nancheng with a pale face.
What exactly does he want?
For a mont, their pupils only reflected each other's shadows, one as cold as the deep sea, the other distant like the bright moon.
Ultimately, Qiao Mo suppressed the unease in her heart, speaking courteously and politely: "Mr. Fu, hello."
"Xiao Mo, do you know each other?" Jiang Jinghao withdrew his hand, turning to look at Qiao Mo, speaking warmly.
Qiao Mo forced a strained smile, lowered her eyes and replied softly: "I don't know him."
Upon hearing, Fu Nancheng's smile deepened, speaking slowly: "Miss Qiao really has a poor mory, we clearly t just the night before."
Instantly, Qiao Mo's body stiffened even more.
She stared blankly at Fu Nancheng, her throat tight, unable to utter a single word.
The night before?
What... exactly does he want?
As if seeing through the fear and unease in her heart, Fu Nancheng opened his thin lips and spoke again: "Moreover, Miss Qiao... was very enthusiastic."
Qiao Mo faltered, almost unable to stand.
She knew Jiang Jinghao was watching her, but she dared not turn to look him in the eye, afraid that he would ask why she was with Fu Nancheng the night before, afraid he would ask what he ant by 'enthusiastic'?
She was even more afraid he'd know how disgraceful she had been that night!
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