Chapter 30

Li Baixiang liked Sailor Moon's evening dress mask best, so he wore a black suit and evening dress to attend the masked ball instead of his father.

Their Li family enterprise can be regarded as a long-established large company that has been established for many years.

So Li Baixiang can be regarded as an out-and-out noble son.

It's just that he gets along with Xiaorou freely in the way of ordinary people, never showing off his family wealth, it's still a step too late.

Now, Mo Rourou is already Zhao Junlie's person, it's really a pity that such a good girl slipped away from him.

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Mo Rourou was wearing the anime character costume of Joan of Arc, wearing a mask and joking with people at the ball.

It was the occasional tenderness of her husband's way. He wants high-class gentlemen and ladies to pay attention to Mo Rourou, an ugly duckling girl, his woman.

It's hard to imagine that Zhao Junlie's status in the shopping mall is so high that it breaks the charts. Suddenly, she thought that Aunt Zhao Yunlei was picking on her dinner, Zhao Junlie spoke for her, her heart moved slightly, and a sweet feeling emerged.

It's just why Jun Lie doesn't want children? Maybe when she goes shopping with Zhao Yunlei in Ximending, she can find out the information she wants from her sister-in-law's words.

Zhao Junlie was in front of the floor-to-ceiling doors and windows, holding a goblet of wine, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a handsome and gentle man appeared beside his wife Rourou, wearing a black suit and evening dress, with a silver velvet mask on his face, suddenly Rourou Smiling all over the face, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two was very lively.

Could that man be Rourou's old acquaintance?

When Zhao Junlie was a little bit apprehensive, Mo Rourou was chatting with Li Baixiang at the moment.

"Rourou, I have some photos of traveling in Karuizawa, Japan, what do you want them for?" Li Baixiang asked curiously.

"I want to convince my husband, Jun Lie, to treat his employees well and arrange year-end travel for them." Mo Rourou has her own way of doing business. "Zhao's company can't be conservative and closed. As long as the company pays attention to its employees, it is not afraid that it will not be able to retain talents?" Since I have been a worker for a year, I can understand the thoughts of common people.

The life experience she has experienced has made her understand the sufferings of the world, and she is no longer a self-centered young lady.

Now she is Zhao Junlie's CEO's wife. She must have the self-consciousness of being a part of the Zhao family enterprise.

When the orchestra was playing the waltz, Li Baixiang pulled his hand, and Mo Rourou's waist was pulled in an instant, and they danced together.

Li Baixiang danced steadily and showed a handsome smile, as if Mo Rourou who danced with him was the most beautiful and charming girl in the audience.

"Brother Li, it's time for me to leave. I'm afraid that Jun Lie will get angry and misunderstand you when he sees that I'm too close to you." Mo Rourou didn't want to be the focus of everyone's attention, because she knew that Jun Lie was also there to see her and Li Baixiang say.

"Wait a minute." Li Baixiang bowed his head and kissed her, "Rourou, this is the price of borrowing Karuizawa's photo." Then, like a cat stealing cream, he wiped it all away, smiled brightly, and turned to leave.

Jun Lie, he shouldn't have seen Senior Bai Xiang kissing her!

For a moment, Mo Rourou hoped that Zhao Junlie would take the initiative to be jealous, proving that it was not her current crush.

Because the person he loves is Senior Sister Xiaorou, not Mo Rourou, the ugly duckling bride.

"Rou Rou, who is he?" Zhao Junlie asked coldly and distantly, with murderous look in his eyes.

"Just an old friend!"

"Rourou, it's time to go home." He stood up for her and asked her to participate in the masked ball, but she actually interacted so intimately with another man.

In Rourou's heart, does she really love him?

After all, the woman he cares about is Senior Sister Xiaorou.

He and Mo Rourou are married by contract.

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"Rourou, there is one more thing to be added to the prostitution contract, which is not to be particularly intimate with men other than your husband." Zhao Junlie held Rourou's hand tightly, "copy it down quickly." Pushed her to sit down in front of the desk, and ordered.

Mo Rourou's heart was hurt again, every time Jun Lie unintentionally used sarcasm to put distance between him and her. Her heart hurts so much!

"Jun Lie, do you really view our relationship as a husband and wife in this way? What kind of woman am I in your heart?" Mo Rourou's voice was choked and hoarse.

"Rourou, you are an even better bed partner than Camilla. If you want a child's reward, I will give you a child." It was just Zhao Junlie's next words that shattered Rourou's self-esteem.

"Okay, I'll copy it down." Mo Rourou's eyes dimmed, and she wrote down what Jun Lie wanted her to copy like a puppet who had lost her soul.

Candle bid farewell to each other, and wept for others until dawn. She wept for Junlie, which was enough to form a storm.

Jun Lie, you clearly know how much I love you, but the man I hate the most right now is you, and I'm not a little white rabbit who doesn't fight back.