Chapter 788 - Never a Decent Man (5)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Her soft voice was almost pleading. Sheng Yize eventually gave in and let go of her.
He went to take a shower. After he came back out, his little woman had fallen asleep.
Watching her peaceful sleeping face, Sheng Yize felt a hole in his chest fill up.
It was as if with An Xiaxia around, there were no more regrets in his life.
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The night passed without incident.
Sheng Yize took An Xiaxia to the general meeting. An Xiaxia was still wrapped in thick layers from head to toe, which pleased Sheng Yize very much.
That was what one was supposed to wear in winter.
Just look at all those women out there walking around in miniskirts and bare legs in winter. Wouldnât they freeze?
His wife looked so warm and adorable in her thick clothes!
An Xiaxia couldnât begin to roll her eyes at him. âI canât even be bothered to comment on your taste...â
The general meeting was held at Yuan Hotel. It wasnât just the executives and shareholders, but the department heads and top performers were also in attendance. A lucky draw was taking place at the moment and the general mood was quite buoyant.
Sheng Yize looked around, then picked a remote seat with a great view of the entire room for An Xiaxia.
He wanted to sit with An Xiaxia, but socializing was inevitable on such an occasion and he had no choice but to ask Song Shi to keep an eye on her.
Song Shiâs amorous eyes were like two crescent moons when he smiled. âWhy, my little cousin, youâre glowing. Good news?â
âTake a wild guess.â An Xiaxia smirked, showing the guy little affection.
She hadnât forgotten yet that it was Song Shi revealing Mr. Songâs terminal illness which had set off the ripples in the Song Group.
Song Shi rubbed his nose. âWell, I admit Iâve done things Iâm not proud of, but Iâve returned to the right path now! Weâre in the same boat now!â
âThereâs no such boat!â An Xiaxia rolled her eyes at him. âIâm going to the washroom.â
Song Shi nagged about going with her, but An Xiaxia cast him a stern look and he sat back down immediately.
After a quick glance around the room, he saw that at least a dozen men in the room were here for An Xiaxiaâs protection.
Sheng Yize indeed took great care of her.
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In the washroom.
An Xiaxia happened to run into Chu Zhiyun when she went to wash her hands.
The woman had obviously dressed for the event. Her makeup was immaculate and as usual, she wore a cheongsam with side slits going very high up her thighs. She moved around with perfect feminine elegance.
âLook what youâve done to Qingwan. How can you even show up here?â Chu Zhiyun put the blame on her victim right away.
An Xiaxia was so angry that she broke into laughter. âOld Hag Chu, I see youâre getting better at twisting right and wrong!â
Chu Zhiyun snorted, then began to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror.
An Xiaxia studied her face carefully for the first time.
Even at Chu Zhiyunâs age, one had to admit that she was a stunning beauty.
Her appearance wasnât the type that one saw everywhere nowadays which looked like the product of plastic surgery, but had a very classic beauty to it. It was just that.... something about it looked familiar.
An Xiaxia looked more closely and finally realized where the familiarity came from.
Chu Zhiyun looked a lot like Zhong Yue!
It was just that the two women had completely different styles, giving them seemingly different looks.
If one looked carefully enough, one could tell that their features were very much alike!
An Xiaxia said sarcastically, âOld Hag Chu, I wonder if Mr. Song really liked you or just thought of you as a replacement for my mother.â
Whoosh â
Chu Zhiyun paused, her hand holding the powder puff freezing in midair. She then snorted and headed toward the door.
Either by design or accident, she bumped into An Xiaxia. There just happened to be a puddle of water on the floor...