The favor of a wealthy family: Madam’s vest fell off again

Xia Muqing's first impression of her was very good, so she spoke in an extremely polite tone: "Hello, it's an honor to meet you."

Faced with Xia Muqing's inexplicable flattery, she was a little surprised and said hurriedly: "Hello."

"I don't know what to call you?"

"My name is Mo Lili." Mo Lili responded in a friendly manner.

The president standing aside seemed a bit at a loss, not knowing what to say, and every time he wanted to find a topic to interject, he couldn't find the opportunity.

Xia Muqing was thinking about how to get close to her, and someone accidentally bumped into her, and the milk tea the other person was holding fell on Mo Lili.

The other party was obviously frightened and said quickly: "Sorry, sorry!"

If it were anyone else, he would definitely be angry if his beloved clothes were stained, but Mo Lili was not angry. Instead, he said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, if it's dirty, it's dirty."

Seeing this, Xia Muqing hurriedly walked up and said, "Your clothes are all wet and you can easily catch a cold while wearing them. I happen to have a skirt ready in the car. You can go over and try it on."

Seeing Xia Muqing being so attentive to her, she felt a little confused and asked the most curious question in her heart: "Do we know each other?"

"I don't know him now, but I will know him in the future."

Mo Lili had just seen the president being courteous to Xia Muqing. He should be a powerful person. Since they wanted to be nice to her, she couldn't refuse, so she followed Xia Muqing to the underground parking garage.

Seeing that the other party drove a Bentley, Mo Lili's attitude towards her became even better.

"Did you paint that painting?" Xia Muqing asked cautiously, and she answered honestly, "I painted it."

"It takes many years of skill." Xia Muqing said something, and Mo Lili answered simply, "I have been painting since I was three years old."

The person last time also said that Master Bai Xing had been painting since he was three years old. As expected, everything was right.

"Your paintings are really beautiful." Xia Muqing continued to test her, "Is the name Wu your pen name?"

"It's okay, it's just an amateur." Mo Lili replied, "That's right, I think I quite like this word."

"You are so good at painting, how could it be that you are just an amateur?"

Xia Muqing gave her the dress, and she went to the bathroom to try it on and found it fit well. Mo Lili lamented that the dress was very expensive, but she was willing to lend it to herself.

"I didn't expect that your clothes would look so good on me." Mo Lili expressed her sincere thanks to Xia Muqing, "Thank you very much. If you hadn't given me this dress, I would have really been embarrassed this year. ”

"It doesn't matter, I happen to have one too."

"To express my gratitude to you, let's go have a meal together tonight."

Xia Muqing has long been impatient to go out for a meal with Mo Lili. Now that she has invited her, Xia Muqing will definitely agree immediately.

"You can eat, but I have to pay for this meal."

"why?"

"Because I like your paintings very much. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would like to learn from you."

She agreed generously.

"sure."

Xia Muqing was so happy when she got her answer.

When Mo Lili saw how kind Xia Muqing was to her, she also murmured in her heart, wondering what kind of medicine Xia Muqing was selling in her gourd.