Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 311 I just want to treat you to a meal

  S City, Fashion Street

  Yao Rong walked alone in the building. She leaned against the railing, biting her lip, her white face was full of excitement.

   "In the beginning, your **** = blessing, it depends on me." She whispered and walked towards the underwear shop.

  The clerk stepped forward enthusiastically, and asked professionally: "Miss, what do you need?"

   "What is the best dress here? Take it over and take a look." Yao Rong whispered, with his little hand behind him, with a sophisticated appearance.

   "Look at this."

  Yao Rong stepped forward and almost couldn't stand still. She stared at the row dumbfounded, and stretched out her hand to take a look: "This... can you wear it?"

  The clerk stepped forward and said mysteriously: "I can wear it."

  Zuo Lin sat on the ground and stood up, looking at the messy big bed on one side, he didn't want to stay for a second, put the things in his hands away, and turned away.

   "Well, I'll be back soon." Zhuo Di said in a low voice.

  I wanted to return her things to her, but it seems to be next time.

  He turned and walked out, holding the car key, but found that the key was missing. He touched his pocket and saw a luxury car parked not far away.

   "Squeak." The car window lowered and asked the water monster's face to come out and said to him, "Get in the car."

   "Hmm." Zhuo Di answered, walked around the car and got on the car.

  In the Fashion Mansion, Yao Rong ran out of breath. In the bathroom, washing her face, her heartbeat still accelerated. She looked up in the mirror, her face flushed amazingly.

  After paying the money, she took the elevator downstairs, took out her mobile phone, and touched it suddenly and found that there was something in her bag.

   "Hey, this car key is not mine." Yao Rong said softly.

  She touched the car key and found that it was a Land Rover. She turned upstairs, came to the box, and pushed in.

   "Hey, your key..." She walked in and said softly.

  It was empty and there was no one.

  A waiter was cleaning up. He saw her coming in and asked: "Miss, are you okay?"

   "Where is the gentleman in here just now?" she asked.

  The waiter listened, and said embarrassed: "There are so many men here every day, I wonder who the lady is referring to?"

  Hearing this, her face was fierce and terrifying, and she hurried out.

   "God." Yao Rong ran out, bought a cup of milk tea and drank it. When he turned around, he saw Yao Shengming's figure.

   He turned his head and looked at her.

  Yao Rong quickly backed away, only to see him two steps forward, and finally stopped.

   Seeing her expression, Yao Shengming clenched his fists, did not dare to disturb her any more, he took a deep look at her, and turned away.

  "Young Master." The assistant followed behind him, responding in a low voice.

  Yao Shengming lowered his head and said something to him before he strode away.

   "Yes." The assistant answered and walked towards Yao Rong.

  Yao Rong looked up and looked at his leaving figure, and suddenly found that Yao Shengming's back was a little lonely. . . . . .

  "Miss, the young master reassures you that he will take care of the marriage, and there will be no such thing in the future." The assistant whispered.

   "Thank you." She pursed her lips and said softly.

  The assistant chief sighed and watched her turn around. He chased up and said, "Miss, Master has always wanted to be nice to you. You always avoid him. He is very sad."

   "Sad?" Yao Rongwei was taken aback.

  She just wanted to keep a distance from him, she didn't think too much.

   "He is sad," the assistant said, turning around and walking in the direction where Yao Shengming had left.

  Yao Rong stood there, not looking back for a long time, until the phone rang.

   "Hey, yes, I'll be back now." Yao Rong continued the call and walked out.

  Half mountainside, villa.

  Washui drove the car, drove halfway up the mountain, and said to Zhuo Li, "Zhuo, what you said is true?"

   "I want to check it." Zhuo Di said in a deep voice.

  In that box, he could hear clearly that a batch of antiques was transported out recently. These people are indeed. . . . . .

   "Zhuo, discuss something." Asking the face of the water evildoer, he leaned closer.

   Zhuo Lin looked at his expression, reached out and pushed him: "Drive your car seriously, don't get too close to me."

  (End of this chapter)