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Chapter 50

The Zhao family's actions this time were more premeditated than Xu Qiao imagined.

Xu Qiao and Zhao Baoxing have been dealing with each other for so many years, and they know that this daughter is not smart. And unlike her original lack of ink because of her subjective intentions, Zhao Baoxing really doesn't have a lot of ink in her belly. After graduation, she just got a name at the jewelry company at home. It sounds better than her, a vase that has no job and is a lazy vase.

So as soon as this happened today, Xu Qiao's first reaction was that Zhao Baoxing probably couldn't hold on to her real body, so he bribed the designer team to be a gunman, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to create a wave of momentum for himself and make himself a good reputation in the socialite circle. As for the future, if you have money, you can make a ghost push and always find a gunman.

But in the evening of that day, news from the studio made her realize that this matter seemed to be more than just a daughter who was greedy for her reputation.

Lin Bai told Xu Qiao that several men in suits and ties came to Berg Jewelry Studio and claimed that they wanted to meet with Miss Yuli to discuss a business. When she heard that she was not here, she also proposed to meet the studio owner.

However, when asked to show your business card, the other party refused to cooperate.

Because the other party had a big battle and said "wealthy and powerful, bullying others with power", the girls in the studio really couldn't resist it. In the end, Fei Zheng, the oldest, came forward to stabilize the other party and asked someone to return to the mansion for a while.

But Lin Bai said that when she got off work, she found a black sedan without a license plate number parked downstairs of the studio. I wonder if the other person was squatting nearby.

This kind of attitude is obviously no longer the small-scale fight that Xu Qiao thought at first.

She reasonably speculated that Zhao Baoxing saw that his "debut work" was commented on the same style as Yu Li's style. After searching for Yu Li's recent fame, she wanted to impersonate the name of this "no background" novice jewelry designer and become a newbie.

The Zhao family’s so-called business talk was to spend money to bribe her.

Sure enough, Gao Rui conducted a brief investigation and found that Fancui was seeking a very critical overseas cooperation project recently.

Although the Zhao family won a good advantage because of the Xu family's downfall, the negative impact of being cleared from the counter by Lanchen Group has continued to this day. At present, a wave of momentum to attract partners is urgently needed to win this cooperation.

The high-end jewelry set guided by Xu Qiao is really amazing in design. Combined with the gimmick of "The daughter of Fancui personally takes care of it", it is indeed a good way.

If Yu Li's reputation can be added, of course it will be even more icing on the cake.

In other words, this matter involves commercial interests, and it is no longer just a dispute between Xu Qiao and Zhao Baoxing.

Xu Qiao felt that if she was a grassroots designer with weak power and no backstage, she might not be able to deal with the "gangster" behavior of the Zhao family. In the end, she might be threatened by her lifeline. She had to surrender and give in to the stage name Yu Li and the opportunity to appear at the London High Jewelry Exhibition.

However, this kind of trick of not having enough brains and plagiarism seems to be just a pediatrician in her "backstage"'s eyes.

Cheng Lang had no fluctuations at this and even wanted to laugh, but after laughing, he still seriously emphasized one thing: the studio and employee apartment are probably not very peaceful in the near future. He can guarantee Xu Qiao's safety, but he cannot guarantee that her face will not be exposed under the continuous harassment and squatting of the other party. Therefore, if Xu Qiao does not want to return to the Beicheng celebrity circle for the time being, it is best to avoid it for a while.

Where can I avoid it?

Cheng Lang smiled and sent her an invitation to live together.

——

Xu Qiao was a little hesitant about jumping from one wolf den to another.

After all, in her opinion, if you really want to clarify the fact that Zhao Baoxing has nothing to do with Yu Li, it is something that can be done in minutes.

But Cheng Lang reasoned with her, saying that Zhao Baoxing took it for himself, although it was not her work, it strictly contained her hard work, and this matter must be stopped. She now came forward to clarify that she would not only be retaliated against by the Zhao family, but also be alarmed.

He also said, "If the heaven wants to make it die, it must first make it crazy." You have to wait for someone to slap people when they dance up and down. That sound is beautiful. Now it makes a dull sound. Is it enough to relieve your anger?

He also said that he understood that she was unwilling to delay serious work for Zhao Baoxing, so he promised that his family could provide her with better conditions than the studio. As for matters in the craft room, the part that could be connected to the video would be carried out remotely. If there is a link that needs to be confirmed in person, whether it is a person or something, he is fully responsible for handling.

Xu Qiao had to admit that Cheng Lang is so good at finding people with a brain that he is too good at finding people. No wonder Yu Jin was able to buy him back then.

She called the studio and heard Rosa say that before the black sedan downstairs was leaving, she finally moved into the Lishan Mansion of Xinglinwan that night with the feeling of being forced to go to Liangshan.

But she said she was moving, but in fact she went there empty-handedly.

The rest of the clothes and daily necessities that should be left in the employee's apartment, including the design draft she drew halfway in the studio. Cheng Lang blinked his fingers and asked someone to pack it up, perfectly avoiding Zhao's eyeliner, and did not let her fuck her hair.

The hostess suddenly had a more hostess smell at home, and the hostess seemed to be in a little happy mood.

This is evident from the fact that when the servant came to organize Xu Qiao's luggage after dinner, Cheng Lang put forward many constructive suggestions on the layout of various items like a wedding room.

Xu Qiao saw him flirting with financial reports on the sofa in the living room, and he was casually giving advice to several servants. He despised him for a long time, but he still gave him face in front of outsiders. After all the servants evacuated, he stood in front of him and raised his waist: "I'm just staying for a few days. Don't make it seem like I'll be hanging from you in the future, okay? What's my name when I enter the door, and what's my name when I go out!"

——It’s impossible to enter his household registration book!

"It is my personal habit of doing things, and it has nothing to do with how long you live here." Cheng Lang looked up and smiled, seeing what else she wanted to say, and picked up a small tomato from the fruit plate and stuffed it into her half-open mouth.

Xu Qiao was not wary of this move, and he bit the tomatoes with one bite. The abundant juice instantly splashed into a parabola, pouring from Cheng Lang's face onto his shirt.

“…”

Look at this man's pride in taking advantage of the danger tonight, and even the tomatoes can't be seen.

Xu Qiao chewed the tomato in her mouth, and laughed until she picked up her stomach.

Cheng Lang wiped his face with a tissue, looked down at the bright red juice on the white shirt, sank a sigh of relief, and stood up and said, "I'll go take a shower first."

Xu Qiao waved to him and said that he would not give him a gift when he walked slowly. He took out his nail polish and lay on the sofa in great enthusiasm to apply his nails.

Just after applying one hand, I was stretching my five fingers under the lamp to appreciate myself, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

She thought strangely about who would come to Cheng Lang tonight, got up and walked to the door, saw a face that had not been seen for a long time in the visual system, and took two steps back in panic.

Cheng Ye?

Facing this ex-boyfriend who could recognize her with a silhouette, Xu Qiao swallowed nervously. At the moment when the face of the person in the video was magnified several times because he looked inside, he ran upstairs like a bee-buzzing and knocked on Cheng Lang's bathroom door: "Help, help, help, help, help, come out quickly!"

The sound of water inside suddenly stopped, and a sound came: "What's wrong?"

"Your dog brother is here!"

“…”

Thirty seconds later, Cheng Lang hurriedly wrapped his bathrobe and opened the door.

Because of the inconvenience of one-handed operation, he didn't have time to tie the bathrobe and belt, and pinched the middle seam with his hands and barely kept it in a proper position. He was dripping from head to toe.

Xu Qiao's chattering to his mouth suddenly stopped when he saw his wet appearance.

She looked at him blankly, and a thought flashed through her mind: No wonder Cheng Lang has gradually become like a person since he watched her in the bathroom that night - this wet temptation is really not a little fatal.

Cheng Lang stood there in a mess, his tone feeling helpless: "Should I call him his ancestor, or should I call you his ancestor?"

Xu Qiao came back to his senses and remembered that Song Mian said that Cheng Lang should be careful not to catch a cold in the near future. He quickly raised his hand to close his clothes for him: "Oh, it's not my fault, you should put on your bathrobe quickly."

Cheng Lang was in a stalemate with his belt with one hand. Xu Qiao looked down and quickly took over the job, squeezing his belt.

Unexpectedly, her move was too sudden and the two of them didn't hand over. She pulled open the middle crack and the lower half of the bathrobe was instantly pulled apart. A thrilling scene suddenly came into view.

The two of them froze together.

Xu Qiao stared at the door of the new world for two seconds as if she was hit by some spiritual impact. She suddenly raised her head to look at him with a "fuck" look of cosmic shock.

Cheng Lang quickly pinched the middle crack, his facial expression wandered back and forth on the cracked edge, and looked at her silently for ten seconds.

Xu Qiao, who has always been heartless, rarely blushed: "Ah, I..."

She was also immersed in the amazement that "Asians can be so majestic. She turned out to be the tip of the iceberg last time." She really couldn't say "I saw nothing" against her will.

Cheng Lang looked at her in a word, and answered the question just now: "It seems that I should call you ancestors."

Xu Qiao curled her lips, feeling that this incident was indeed a bit successful and not enough to make a mistake. She trembled her eyelashes to comfort him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I didn't mean it, that..."

They are all adults, so they can read them and give him a good review. Maybe he will be happier?

She continued, "I think this should be quite...awesome?"

"..." Cheng Lang felt that his body temperature was soaring rapidly.

Xu Qiao stared at him with anxious eyes flashing.

Give her a step forward. Isn’t this man the most eloquent?

Cheng Lang rolled his Adam's apple twice, and he didn't seem to be particularly comfortable asking her: "Just that should?"

"..." Xu Qiao's head turned quickly, and the full-score answer was released, "I have never seen anyone else, how can I make a conclusion?"

Cheng Lang smiled with his eyes aside, and finally tied his belt: "Okay, I'll go and relieve you. Hiding on the second floor, don't come down."

Xu Qiao said "Oh" in a well-behaved manner and secretly listened to the corner of the wall on the second floor.

The door downstairs opened with a click, and Cheng Ye's voice sounded: "Second brother, why did you open the door so long?"

Cheng Lang directly avoided answering: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can't you come to visit you if you're fine? I heard that your hand is injured."

A sound of footsteps gradually approaching, probably Cheng Ye was welcomed into the living room.

Xu Qiao remembered something and covered her mouth.

Oops, her nail polish was confiscated.

Sure enough, the next second, Cheng Ye's confused voice sounded again: "Wow, second brother, are you still using this thing?"

After a brief silence, Cheng Ye found clues from somewhere and asked, "Hey, no, do you have a woman in your room?"

Xu Qiao blinked nervously and heard Cheng Lang calmly admit it: "Why don't I open the door so long?"

"Oh, you were just here..."
Chapter completed!
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