Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

When getting off work in the afternoon, Su Mi got the results of the investigation on Lin Jiawei.

She looked at the photos of Lin Jiawei going in and out with that old man on her phone, her brows were furrowed, her suspicion was fake?

But the evidence was in front of her, and she couldn't help but not believe it. After thinking about it, she entrusted another company to investigate Lin Jiawei.

After get off work, Su Mi put on her bag and left the company. Just as she walked out of the company gate, she saw Qin Ziyu walking towards her.

At this moment, there were no reporters downstairs. She stood at the door of the company and looked at him with a sneer, with contemptuous eyes, as if to say, "You still have the face to come to me?"

Qin Ziyu's expression remained unchanged. He walked up to her calmly, with a handsome face and a gentle voice, asking her, "Dining together tonight?"

Su Mi was almost laughed out of anger, and finally she couldn't help asking, "Young Master Qin, where's your face?"

Qin Ziyu showed no signs of sullenness at all. He took out his mobile phone and opened it, revealing a photo of the invitation letter. The person invited was Qin Ziyu, and the signature was Jin Zexi in big letters.

Su Mi only felt her breathing stagnate. She could tell at a glance that it was a handwritten signature. When she raised her head and looked at Qin Ziyu again, her eyes were slightly different.

Jin Zexi is the chief royal designer of MN Company, and she is an unattainable god in the eyes of Su Mi and other small shrimps. It is impossible for her to remain indifferent in the face of such a character.

Of course, if we can cooperate with such a character once, I believe that without using anything, the Su family can skyrocket and cross a level!
Qin Ziyu looked at her, his warm eyes darkened slightly, and he said sincerely: "One meal, no scandal, and you will be invited as my female companion."

"Yes." Su Mi agreed without thinking.

She really couldn't refuse such an opportunity.

Qin Ziyu turned his head, nodded slightly, a black Aston Martin parked not far away approached, he opened the door for her with his own hands, Su Mi got into the car, and the car drove away slowly.

At the entrance of the parking lot, a black Rolls-Royce drove into the car. The driver in the car didn't dare to show his breath, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Mo, do you want to follow?"

Mo Hanchen's eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly, "No need, go to waste money." Fu turned his indifferent gaze to the document in his hand.

The driver already sensed that the atmosphere in the back was not right. It was obvious that Young Master Mo hadn't said anything, but there were inexplicable bursts of chill.Recently, Young Master Mo has been spending his time at night, so why does he have a bad premonition that nothing will happen tonight?
It's really heart-wrenching.

Su Mi followed Qin Ziyu into the luxurious door, and walked all the way to the room that Young Master Qin had rented all year round. This room was different from Mo Hanchen's room, it was a bit more elegant and comfortable, and the soft futon next to the tea table was even more impressive. People have a desire to sit on it.

Su Mi was not polite either, she walked over and sat down, and poured herself a cup of tea.

Good tea and good scenery are just wrong people.

She looked at Qin Ziyu and asked, "Is it meaningful to eat this meal? I won't change my opinion of you just because of this meal."

Qin Ziyu came back to his senses, walked across to her and sat down, and made a tea ceremony for her smoothly, and said in a calm tone: "A meal is really meaningless. If there is a chance, I will let you dance for me." A frightening dance."

Su Mi's hand holding the cup suddenly tightened, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.