As Ye Fan and Junie were enjoying their peaceful moment, a few luxurious cars suddenly drove into an old community in the south district of Livingsfill.
The next moment, a group of people, dressed in bright clothes and carrying a lot of expensive gifts, knocked on the doorof one of the houses.
It was a middle-aged woman who opened the door. Her body had gone out of shape, and her black leggings accentuated that.
The woman was delighted to see those people, especially with the gifts in their hands. “Did Mr. Meng send you guys? Please come in then. Honey, please bring the cigarettes.”
Overwhelmed with excitement, the woman invited them in and served them tea.
Just then, the man of the house came out anxiously from the bathroom after pulling up his pants.
The couple did not dare to take the important guests lightly.
“There's no need for the trouble. Mr. Meng is still waiting for us to report the news to him. You should know why we are here tonight, right?” A man with a crew cut, supposedly the leader among them, spoke.
“Yes, we do. Mr. Meng has told us on the phone,” the woman immediately responded.
“All right. Good then.” The leader nodded and threw a card on the table. “There's ten million. If you manage to pull it off tonight, this ten million is yours.”
The woman's eyes lit up right away. “Honey, did you hearthat? It's ten million. We wouldn't even be able to earn so much even if we worked till death.”
The couple could not suppress their excitement.
“Okay. Calm down for now. It still depends on your ability whether you can get the money or not. Where is Ms. Qiu? Take us to see her first,” the man uttered coldly.
“She's inside the house. We will take you to her now.” The woman was overwhelmed with joy after knowing about the money.
Without hesitation, she led those people toward a bedroom.
Qiu Mucheng, who was inside her bedroom, heard noises coming from the living room. “Are there guests here?” When she was about to come out and check, she saw her aunt and uncle leading a few men toward her room.
“Huh? Luo Feng, why are you here?” Qiu Mucheng furrowed her brows upon seeing who had come.
Her gaze filled with caution.
“Ms. Qiu, we meet again.” Luo Feng displayed a faint smile.
“I have already resigned, so I am no longer an employee at your company. Hence, I don't think we need to see each other again.” Qiu Mucheng was not pleased to see them. Upon saying that, she wanted to close the door to stop them from coming in.
“Huh? Mucheng, what's wrong with you? Mr. Luo is the guest here. You should be happy that a distinguished man like him came to see you. How could you chase him away?” her aunt scolded.
“Aunt, please stay out of this. You don't know the whole story. No matter what, I don't want to see them.” Qiu Mucheng sounded utterly reluctant.
“Ms. Qiu, do you have to go this far? After all, we used to be colleagues, and we are not enemies. Plus, I came here tonight on behalf of Mr. Meng. It has been about three months since you left Meng Group. You should have thought things through by now. So, do you want to be Mr. Meng's girlfriend?” Luo Feng displayed a smile.
“I am sorry, but I have already given you my answer. I have no intention of being in a relationship or getting married. Please tell Mr. Meng that I appreciate his offer, but I don't deserve it. He should find another woman!” Qiu Mucheng was persistent, and she did not give Luo Feng any chance.
Without a doubt, the couple panicked upon hearing Qiu Mucheng's words.
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