The President's Office was affected by the low pressure and was trembling. Those who entered and left Song Fuxing's office were frightened and there was no sound when walking.

Seeing this atmosphere, Xia Mu retracted into her seat and drew the draft quietly. Anyway, it would be fine if she didn't call her.

This thought flashed through her mind, and it was her turn the next moment.

Yu Yecheng came out of the office and walked straight toward him.

"Miss Xia, Mr. Song asked you to come in."

Xia Mu was a little dazed and glanced at the closed office door, giving the illusion of the director's office.

She stood up in the quiet secretary area, walked into the office, pushed open the door and looked at the desk subconsciously, but didn't see anyone else.

When he turned his head, he found that he was sitting on the sofa. There was an open gift box on the coffee table in front of him. There was a dress inside and the corresponding high heels in the box next to him. She saw someone sending it in just now.

He looked at her silently, making her nervous, and walked to him in small steps, "Mr. Song."

There was a silence in the air. The huge office was soundproofed and there was no sound outside at all. It was so quiet that it was depressingly quiet.

Song Fuxing looked at her for a moment before getting up and picking up the dress in the box, "Put it up and show it to me."

Xia Mu took the dress from his hand in a daze, with the atmospheric retro red and the texture was excellent.

"This dress is..."

"There is a banquet tonight, and you go with me."

Xia Mu then went into his lounge with his dress. He was still a little uncomfortable when he took off his clothes. Song Fuxing was outside, and even if he didn't live in the same room, it made her feel a little embarrassed.

She quickly changed into her dress. The skirt was impeccably cut and the size seemed to be tailor-made for her. She had a perfect waist tuck, making her look delicate and stylish and her skin look as white as jade.

Xia Mu looked in front of the mirror, pulled his chest up and lifted it up before walking out.

There were a few more people in the office, and the makeup artist and makeup assistant were preparing things, and even the floor-to-ceiling mirror was set up.

As soon as Xia Mu went out, he was eye-catching. The red color was very picky, and very few people could wear it so deliciously. Not only was the facial features not suppressed, but they became more and more outstanding, just like the most amazing stroke in the painting, everything should be, not much or no matter what is right.

Song Fuxing stood in front of the ground-to-ground mirror and waited. When he saw her coming out and looking up, his eyes fell on her, he said, "Come here."

Xia Mu walked over with his skirt, Song Fuxing reached out to support her shoulder, led her to stand in front of her, and looked at her in the ground-to-ceiling mirror in front.

His eyes fell on her through the mirror, and he was even more nervous than facing him. In addition, his hands were placed on her shoulders, and the palms directly touched her skin. The temperature was slightly hot, but it made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, after a moment, Song Fuxing finally spoke lightly, "A piece of jewelry is still missing."

jewelry?

Didn’t you just receive a piece of jewelry?

Xia Mu felt guilty and felt that he had some ideas. Before he could confirm, Song Fuxing had already spoken as usual, "Didn't someone give it to you just now? Take it over and use it first."

Did he know all this?

Xia Mu had the illusion that he was discovered by his husband after he was fickle. He was wearing his clothes here and other people's jewelry there.

She smiled a little faintly, "No, I think this is good, it's easier."

It’s better not to say this. When you say it, it’s like you can’t bear to use it, and you’re so precious.

Song Fuxing's eyes looked even more and more indifferent through the mirror, "Isn't it just for you to bring it?"

Xia Mu was completely powerless to refute, feeling that he was about to be suffocated by his aura, and he couldn't beat him at all, "Then... I'll get it."

Song Fuxing pressed her shoulder and did not let go, "Let someone else take it, where are you put it?"

"In the first drawer." Xia Mu was like a little haired rabbit with a skin on the back of his neck, weak, helpless and pitiful.

Yu Yecheng hurried outside and took the jewelry box in a while.

Song Fuxing took the jewelry box and opened it casually. It was a necklace of four-leaf clover inside. The light from outside the window shone in, making the necklace shine brightly and particularly dazzling.

Song Fuxing took out the necklace, and the four-leaf clover pendant shook slightly, and the slender chain made his fingers look more and more slender.

He looked for a moment and noticed the words behind him. He turned over and saw that Xia Mu's name was engraved on the back, which looked very attentive.

"It's not bad." Song Fuxing commented lightly.

Xia Mu had some illusion in a trance, always thinking that Song Fuxing had been too serious when he saw this necklace, and focused so much that she thought that this was the necklace given to him by Chen Wei, which made him appreciate it so patiently.

Just as she was thinking, Song Fuxing had reached out and put the necklace around her neck.

A slightly cool touch fell on her neck, and his hands inevitably touched her. Although it was just a light touch occasionally, it made her heart tighten for no reason.

Xia Mu raised his eyes quietly and looked through the mirror at Song Fuxing, who was wearing a necklace with his eyes hanging down, his suit was straight, his long body stood tall, and his eyelashes were slightly lowered, looking particularly serious.

She couldn't help but feel excited. She never thought that one day he would wear a necklace for her, so that she felt like she was dreaming now.

The slender necklace straps her neck, and the lines of her collarbone and right-angled shoulders are particularly charming.

Song Fuxing looked up at the mirror, as if he was admiring the necklace around her neck, but his faint eyes stared at him without saying anything.

Xia Mu couldn't help but ask, "Does it look good?"

Upon hearing this, Song Fuxing raised his eyes slightly at her.

Xia Mu suddenly looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little slowed down, especially when he stood in front of the mirror, he was particularly close, just like a couple.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes and withdrew her gaze, but felt a little cold behind her and pressed against the back of her neck, then a very slight "click".

The necklace around the neck slid down, and fell to the ground with a "click" sound.

Xia Mu was slightly stunned, looked at the necklace on the ground, and turned to look at Song Fuxing in shock.

He was slowly replacing the light golden scissors.

Scissors!

Where did he get the scissors? No, he cut his necklace?!

Xia Mu: "You cut it?!"

Song Fuxing's tone was calm and indifferent, "It's not very suitable."

Not very suitable?!

It's not very suitable, there's no need to cut it, this necklace has at least six digits!

What did she give to her? This prodigal son!!!

She was carrying a debt, and there was another extra amount of money to the naked eye. Since she met Song Fuxing, she seemed to be in a state of debt. She had not paid back 20 million, and now she has a six-figure debt!

"But I still have to return it to Chen Wei, what should I do now..." Xia Muhuo hurriedly and leaned over to pick it up.

"Miss Xia, be careful." Yu Yecheng got the broom from somewhere, and swept away the necklace like garbage first.

Sha Mu: “…”

"It's my intention to give it to you by someone else. It hurts too much to go back. Just send the money directly."

Sha Mu: “…”

It seems even more hurtful to get money...

Song Fuxing said it lightly, obviously feeling that this matter didn't need to be taken seriously at all. He reached out to grab the jewelry box that had already been placed on the table.

As soon as the jewelry box was opened, the ruby ​​necklace inside was shining with dazzling light, the first-class pigeon blood red, and it was really a witch with the four-leaf clover necklace just now. There would be no harm without comparison!

Xia Mu's eyes were so shaking that he couldn't speak.

Song Fuxing took off the necklace, put it on again, looked at her, and smiled with satisfaction, "I will send someone to send money, don't worry." He said gentlely, like coaxing a child, he slightly turned his head on her cheek and gently kissed her.

His lips touched her cheeks, and the heat exhaled was slightly wet. Even if the dragonfly touched the water, it made her heart beat and she completely lost her order.

When people in the office saw this scene of flirting, they all looked at their noses, but they didn't dare to look around.

Xia Mu reacted, nervous so much that his whole body was frozen, but Song Fuxing didn't seem to find it strange, naturally as if it was a very ordinary thing, as if they had been dating for a long time.

The banquet was in Mobia, the place where she first saw him after so many years. Unexpectedly, she came over again, but it was completely different.

Xia Mu still had the feeling of kissing him on his face. She looked at Song Fuxing beside her, quietly shy and happy.

They are in love now, are they?

"Shear you to see a few people later."

As soon as Song Fuxing finished speaking, the banquet in front came into view. The huge crystal lamp on the dome shone with light, illuminating the fragrant hair of the banquet.

Although Song Fuxing rarely attended banquets, there were some people who knew him. When he saw him coming, he immediately raised the wine glass in his hand and walked here.

As soon as they entered the venue, they became the center of excitement.

Xia Mu stood beside Song Fuxing and met many people almost without any effort. She didn't need to rack her brain to think about the topic. Naturally, everyone would hand out the topic and chatted with it with great relaxation and joy.

Since it is such a big focus on the banquet, discussions are naturally indispensable.

"I heard that this is the young master of the Song family. Today I can see the real person."

"The Song family is really well-known and can cultivate such an outstanding eldest grandson."

"Who is the woman around him? She is so lucky. The young master of the Song family specially brings them to recognize people."

"No matter what the origin is, who wouldn't know her after walking around like this? In the future, for the sake of the Song family, I don't know how many ways I can do. If I have such a chance to reach the top, I don't have to flatter people and pretend to be my grandson everywhere."

"Then you have to be a woman, don't think about it without those innate conditions."

Lin Qi took a sip of the champagne in his hand and stood among the little sisters, much quieter than before.

At this time, she had to be low-key. The Weibo post had made such a big fuss before, which made her so embarrassed. When others saw her, even if they didn't say it in person, they would not calm down behind their backs.

So she didn't need to avoid the banquet she should have. Now she saw Xia Mu next to Song Fuxing and smiled disdainfully.
Chapter completed!