Domineering President: My Huanxi Enemy

That night, Su Xiaomo didn't sleep well.

The shadow of Murong Qian is all in his mind.

Especially the face picture kissing him, whenever Su Xiaomo thinks of it, her face will still blush and her heart will beat.

Is it the favor of fate, or the trick of fate, that she unexpectedly met Murong Qian.

And still so intimate.

Su Xiaomo looked at herself, then at Murong Qian, how could she be worthy of him.

If others knew their true identity, they would definitely laugh out loud.

Before Su Xiaomo went to bed, Murong Qian sent a thoughtful text message.

"Thank you for the longevity noodles, sweet dream, kiss you."

Su Xiaomo knew in her heart that this should not be true, after all, Murong Qian was far from her own status, she was not Cinderella, and Murong Qian was not a prince.

A beautiful story like this can only happen in fairy tales and will not repeat itself in reality.

Su Xiaomo didn't regain her confidence, because Su Xiaomo didn't want to give herself hope, fearing that she would be disappointed in the future.

Su Xiaomo decided to find a job, but not full-time, she could find a part-time job, so that she would have enough time to take care of Xiao Yu.

Su Xiaomo worked as a clerk in a fried chicken restaurant before, and this restaurant will provide takeaway service.

And the working hours are exactly what Su Xiaomo can accept.

Because Su Xiaomo's work performance was very good before, the boss smoothly agreed to let her deliver food.

The takeaway is different from the work in the store, so it is naturally more difficult.

After working all day, Su Xiaomo's back hurts from exhaustion, and her whole body is about to collapse.

"Xiaomo, there is one last order, you can go home after delivery." The proprietress gave Su Xiaomo the fried chicken and the address.

Su Xiaomo nodded in agreement, but seeing the address and the recipient, Su Xiaomo had a headache.

Consignee: Cao Mu Address No. [-] Painting Room, Department of Fine Arts, University of Finance and Economics, City A.

A year ago, Su Xiaomo would often go to painting room No. [-], which was full of infinite joy, and even the place where the two broke up was chosen here.

This is a sad place. In the past year, Su Xiaomo has never dared to approach City A University of Finance and Economics.

Afraid of hurting the scene, Su Xiaomo couldn't think about it.

But this is my first day delivering food, and this order is the last order of the day.

If you say no at this time, all the hard work of this day will be in vain.

When Su Xiaomo came to the door of the No. [-] painting room of the Fine Arts Department of the University of Finance and Economics in City A, Su Xiaomo stopped in her tracks.

What to say next "Cao Mu, are you okay?"

"Cao Mu, your takeaway has arrived."

Su Xiaomo pondered for a long time, but she didn't know what to say.

"Su Xiaomo? Is that you?" It was a woman's voice, but to Su Xiaomo, it was very strange.

Yan Xiaochen, a flower in the art department, has good looks, a good background, and a good personality. In short, she is a perfect girl. She and Cao Mu are classmates and good friends at the same time.

"Long time no see Yan Xiaochen."

Yan Xiaochen looked at Su Xiaomo's weird attire and the takeaway box in his hand, so he knew Su Xiaomo's current job at a glance.

"Xiaomo, are you here to deliver food?"

"Yes, Cao Mu ordered takeaway."

Su Xiaomo has never dared to mention the name Cao Mu. For some reason, whenever it is mentioned, her heart hurts.

Yan Xiaochen smiled sweetly, "Cao Mu is painting inside, let's go in together."

When Su Xiaomo stepped into the painting room again, Su Xiaomo's heart beat extremely fast, and she felt inexplicably nervous.