Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 813 - 821: Return (Part 11)

She had no intention of staying overnight here.

"Was it you who made the malls refuse to open a NORTH brand special counter?" She took off the loungewear, revealing a set of light blue lingerie.

"It seems to be quite effective. At least, you finally agreed to have dinner with me." His gaze fell on her back. After a few years of not seeing her, her skin was still white as fine silk, and the light blue made her skin look even more snow-white.

His gaze followed down from her lower back, her firm, rounded little hips, and the two jade-like legs that were breathtaking.

But soon, she changed into the white dress she wore when she arrived, covering the previous view.

Qiao Mo didn’t look back, picked up her bag, and went straight to open the door: "Dinner’s over, the contracts between NORTH and the major malls should also be restored."

The door was half-open when a large hand pulled her arm, and another hand closed the door. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

He pulled her back, Qiao Mo leaned against the wall by the door, looking at him with a half-smile: "Anything else?"

His dark eyes deepened: "Do you think you can establish yourself in Jiang City like this?"

She was slightly stunned, her gaze turned colder with a hint of mockery: "What, do you want me stripped naked and crawling into your bed? Or should I beg you?"

His face darkened a bit, and after a while, he sighed softly: "How long do you plan to pretend not to know me?"

He knew, she was Qiao Mo.

He also knew, she hadn’t really forgotten him.

It’s just that she didn’t want to acknowledge him.

But eventually, even her act was so half-hearted that it was easily seen through.

Qiao Mo sneered: "Mr. Fu has mistaken me for someone else."

With that, she pushed him away and was about to leave.

This time, Fu Nancheng didn’t stop her, but just said coldly: "Does NORTH have to go bankrupt before you’ll speak to me properly?"

Qiao Mo’s footsteps paused slightly, knowing he wasn’t joking.

"After all this time, you are still as childish as before."

His gaze was nonchalant as he turned and walked to the sofa, sitting down elegantly, "It seems you still prefer this kind of approach."

Qiao Mo clenched her fists, looked at him slowly and said: "What do you want?"

"Tomorrow at seven, there’s a banquet at the Imperial Building, join me."

"Restore the contracts between NORTH and the major malls tonight." Qiao Mo said.

He didn’t respond, just said in a low voice: "I’ll pick you up at six thirty."

Qiao Mo gave him a deep look, turned, and left.

Shortly after leaving the suite, Qiao Mo’s phone rang; it was her secretary, Lu Lu.

"President Qiao, I don’t know what’s gotten into those malls, but they just called again to discuss the details of the contracts."

"Got it."

Qiao Mo hung up the phone, caught a ride home.

...

Early the next morning, her desk still had a bouquet of roses, vibrant red, burning brightly.

Qiao Mo ignored it and left the office early around five in the evening. She changed into a gown, put on makeup, and went to the Imperial Building herself.

Completely forgetting Fu Nancheng’s previous statement about picking her up.

Qiao Mo arrived rather early, but the front of the Imperial Building was already filled with all sorts of luxury cars.

After getting out of the car, she went directly into the building. Fortunately, she didn’t need an invitation, so everything went smoothly.

The hall was large, with chandeliers hanging high, round tables set up, and a stage built in the center of the venue, with a large high-definition screen at the back. Many chairs were arranged below the stage, suggesting it was a charity auction event.