When she went out, she happened to run into Mu Liang.
Today, Mu Liang was all in black with long pants, a leather jacket, and sunglasses, exuding an awe-inspiring presence as if he was posing for a Hollywood blockbuster.
In contrast, Qiao Xia had her hair carelessly tied up, her fair skin deliberately covered with a darker foundation, and her skillful makeup combined with her scruffy dress made her look like a middle-aged auntie.
Mu Liang was particularly suited to wear black and white attire, which highlighted his ascetic charisma even more, turning him into a walking hormone dispenser with his charm splashing in all directions the moment he stood in a crowd.
Such charisma could almost serve as an invincible weapon.
Mu Liang took off his glasses and looked deeply at Qiao Xia, casually saying, “Miss Qiao’s outfit today is quite…
refreshing.”
Qiao Xia’s expression didn’t change, and she smiled slightly, “Thank you for the compliment, Mr.
Mu.”
She flipped her hair and entered the elevator, with Mu Liang following behind her.
“Regarding the compensation issue, what does Miss Qiao think?”
“Give me the bill!”
Mu Liang: “Miss Qiao is indeed straightforward.”
Qiao Xia smiled brightly: “Doing a good deed daily, I’m buying you medicine.”
Mu Liang: “…”
Mu Liang’s sports car slowly left the residential area, and upon seeing Qiao Xia hailing a taxi by the roadside, he asked, “Miss Qiao, where are you going?
I can give you a ride.”
Qiao Xia was conflicted.
Inside her mind, there were two little people boldly pulling at each other.
The shameless Qiao Xia said, look, that’s the Bugatti you’ve been dreaming of, so cool, so dominant, it’s beckoning you, don’t hit the road, right?
The aloof Qiao Xia said, hmph, that’s a lunatic, stay away from him to protect your IQ.
“I’ll just take a taxi, thanks.” Qiao Xia modestly declined his offer.
Without saying anything further, Mu Liang pressed the accelerator, leaving her with a cloud of exhaust fumes and drove away cleanly, leaving Qiao Xia grinding her teeth in irritation, though her face still maintained a smile.
Nutcase!!
The man Qiao Xia met in the morning was a tech guy, thirty-five years old, unmarried, working in the software park, a typical homebody who liked to stay at home playing video games.
Recently, he became obsessed with a high-level piece of equipment in a game, couldn’t afford it with his salary and just happened to respond to Qiao Xia’s post.
The tech guy was 173cm tall, with a buzz cut, a round face, slightly chubby and also very sloppy—a typical image of a homebody.
Not very talkative, Qiao Xia didn’t find much common ground with him—a homebody man and a girl striving in the world of fashion and gossip naturally had nothing much to discuss.
After a few dry exchanges, the man was purely motivated by money, and when she probed whether he would cling onto her, he gave her a weird look.
It was almost as though he wanted to write on his face, “Sis, have you looked in the mirror?
Who would want to pester you?”
Qiao Xia was quite pleased to state that she was satisfied with him.
After exchanging numbers and saying goodbye, Qiao Xia felt there was no need to meet the next person; the tech guy would suffice.
She was about to get up and leave when she suddenly heard a familiar, pleasant voice: “Miss Qiao, are you on a blind date?”
Qiao Xia turned around in surprise, and it was Mu Liang again.
She began to suspect that Mu Liang was tracking her.
She ran into him wherever she went.
Mu Liang was just as surprised: “We really must be fated.”
“Yeah, quite special indeed.”
“Oh, am I that special to Miss Qiao?”
“It’s the first time I find a person so obtrusive, indeed very special.”
Mu Liang’s expression remained unchanged: “With my good looks, you’ll find me pleasant to the eyes if you look a bit more.”
“No, I think I’ll continue to find you obtrusive.”
Qiao Xia stood up, paid the bill, and was about to leave when she saw a breathtakingly handsome man enter the café, and upon seeing Mu Liang, he rushed over: “Darling, it’s been ages, like three autumns; I’ve missed you so much, little life.”
Qiao Xia ignored them and left, while Mu Liang’s face turned serious—back to his familiar coldness: “Ah Sheng, I’ve found her.”