Xia Xingchi was concentrating on doing up his buttons when he at once felt something both warm and cool touch his forehead gently.
"Huh......?" He raised his hand in confusion and touched the place that had been kissed, but didn't realize what had happened.
Lin Meng, who was at the side and had seen everything clearly, felt as if she had been struck by lightning and tried her best not to ask 'who is this?'
The man looked so powerful and wealthy, and coupled with the impossible sports car, her heart trembled. My God! Could it be that Xia Xingchi was being nurtured by a boss?
But why was the other party a man? Did Xia Xingchi really like the same sex or was he being pressured?
The most important thing was that life was not an idol drama. How could those capitalist crocodiles be so good-looking and young? This person had to be a liar!
Xia Xingchi finally regained his senses and realized what had just occurred, so he turned his head to stare at Li Chengyuan with anger in his eyes, and silently asked him "Why did you kiss me!"
He dared not speak aloud. Let alone explaining it to the stunned Lin Meng, he had a monthly salary of one million, after all, and had to work hard to play the role of the villain's lover —
When all was said and done, how could a kiss from a lover be called stealing?
Seeing that Lin Meng had been silent for a long time and wore a complicated expression, Xia Xingchi didn't realize that it was due to her witnessing someone's face-changing scene, and felt guilty for a moment:
He thought to himself that it seemed all artists had to be single, and Sister Mengmeng couldn't accept the fact that he was "in love." He couldn't say that Li Chengyuan was actually the kind of fiance who would get a certificate immediately.
Xia Xingchi could only warm up the scene with a playful smile: "Where does Sister Mengmeng live? Shall we send you back?"
No, wait, when did it turn into "we?" He had simply made his own decision and didn't ask "Driver Li" if he agreed.
Besides, this was a two-seater sports car, did he want her to sit on the roof?
Lin Meng said immediately and unhesitatingly: "No need!......I've already booked a car. Oh yes, that white car with the hazard lights on over there!"
She had already come up with a series of possibilities, including dog-blood theater, legal drama, and ghosts.
In any case, the top priority was to avoid being someone else's light bulb. She suspected that if she stayed here for another second, the gloomy and terrifying man would immediately take out a forty-meter machete.
Seeing her leave, Xia Xingchi touched his forehead again and stared at Li Chengyuan as if asking for an explanation, wondering why the villain wanted to eat his tofu.
"You did well," Li Chengyuan praised casually. "Next time, take the initiative."
Xia Xingchi was perplexed, and didn't know why his tofu was eaten with such confidence, so he could only jokingly say: "Sir, we are just getting married for show, and I sell art, but not myself. If you want to get fresh like this, there will be an additional price."
The last sentence was originally a popular meme, but Li Chengyuan's eyes immediately turned cold and he stared at Xia Xingchi with a sullen expression full of scrutiny, then turned around and got into the car without saying a word.
Xia Xingchi: ......?
Damn, even the request to ban eating tofu had become disobedient and rage-inducing?
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Marriage of a Sickly Villain and a Fortune Hunter
Romance**Not Mine, For Offline Purposes** Xia Xingchi was very poor, until he died and transmigrated into a book to become a young master who was adopted back into a wealthy family, becoming rich in an instant! It was a pity that the book's moral values we...
