"What perfume are you wearing?"
Li Mochen slowly opened his eyes in the car.
Xia Wenwen was overjoyed, "Faure's Tina series, does it smell good?"
It must smell good, of course it smells good, it was her carefully chosen! A series specially added with pheromones, it would unconsciously create a fatal attraction to men.
Could it be working right now?
"Get out, go handle it," Li Mochen said without any extra words.
Xia Wenwen's foot slipped, almost mistaking the gas pedal for the brake, but fortunately, her reflexes were still quick, and she stopped the car in time.
She had already learned her lesson; Li Mochen didn't like to repeat himself.
Xia Wenwen's mouth was a little stiff, "Okay, Mr. Li. I see there's a women's clothing store nearby, I... I'll go in and handle it."
After getting Li Mochen's silent response, Xia Wenwen got out of the car and went into the women's clothing store unwillingly.
Li Mochen opened the car window and let out the stuffy smell in the car.
With the comparison, he couldn't help but think of some things, some people, such as someone who never used perfume, but had a pure fragrance, especially obvious at her neck.
His stomach seemed very hungry, he wanted to go home and eat quickly.
Xia Wenwen bought a new set of clothes, and then washed her limbs inside and out several times in the clothing store before she dared to return to the car.
That confidence to get Li Mochen, had been broken to smithereens.
"Mr. Li, I'm done."
"Mmm."
"Where are we going? You haven't told me yet."
"Jinming Mansion."
"Oh. Wait, Jinming Mansion? Then... isn't that your mother's house?"
"It seems you know me quite well," Li Mochen's words were ambiguous.
Xia Wenwen realized she had slipped up, but couldn't suppress the smile on her face, "I... I heard my sister say it. Okay, I'll hurry up now, the evening rush hour will be here soon."
Hearing this address, Xia Wenwen swept away the unhappiness in her heart, and wished she could grow a pair of wings and fly there immediately.
Besides taking Xia Qiaoan to Jinming Mansion, who else had he taken?
Only her!
She knew that she was special!
Xia Wenwen was filled with anticipation, and in her heart, she was also rehearsing the greetings for her first meeting with Xiao Lan.
Xia Qiaoan, you wait and see how I replace you!
Jinming Mansion, the gate was open.
Xia Wenwen straightened her chest and raised her head, fully displaying the advantages of her body.
Li Mochen didn't give her a single glance, and walked straight inside.
Xia Wenwen followed closely behind, with the expression of a victor.
She must give Xiao Lan a very good impression during their first meeting!
"Didn't you say you weren't coming home? Why are you back now!" Xiao Lan came out and, after seeing Li Mochen, asked unhappily.
After seeing a woman with heavy makeup standing next to Li Mochen, and with clumsy little tricks in her clothes, Xiao Lan was even more upset.
But her innate elegance wouldn't allow her to lose her temper on the spot.
Li Mochen didn't see the person he was looking for, "I'll come back after I'm done with my business."
Then he walked inside.
However, he still hadn't seen the person he was looking for.
Xia Wenwen also followed, and when she got to Xiao Lan, she greeted her flatteringly, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Xia Wenwen, and I'm Mr. Li's secretary."
Xiao Lan frowned and nodded slightly, barely returning the greeting.
Li Mochen didn't bother to pay attention to Xia Wenwen, his gaze swept across the room sharply, but he still didn't see the shadow of the person he was looking for.
"Looking, looking, what are you looking for, looking for your wife?" Xiao Lan was unhappy.
Li Mochen didn't answer.
But Xia Wenwen already had a bad premonition; what did this mean, was Xia Qiaoan also here?
Just as Xiao Lan was about to speak, she saw the sliding door of the kitchen being pushed open, and Xia Qiaoan came out, carrying a plate of food.
The moment Xia Qiaoan appeared, the stormy weather on Li Mochen's face cleared.
Xiao Lan walked over, "I had already made dinner, but An'an insisted on making a dish I liked. You, you're not as considerate as An'an."
When Xia Qiaoan saw Xia Wenwen, she couldn't say she wasn't touched at all. Xiao Lan had said that, besides her, Li Mochen had never brought a woman home, even the female classmates from his school days.
Xia Qiaoan kept those words in her heart, and sometimes when she was treated coldly by Li Mochen, she would find a little bit of comfort by recalling these words.
But now, Li Mochen had actually brought another woman back, and it was her younger sister, her not-so-kind younger sister. She had a bit of acidity in her heart.
Yes, a little bit of sourness, a little bit of bitterness.
In just a moment of daze, Xia Qiaoan didn't notice that she had almost walked to the dining table, and her hip accidentally bumped into the thick mahogany dining chair.
"Ah..." Xia Qiaoan exclaimed subconsciously. She felt her body losing control, tilting forward, and she was about to fall.