"Young Master Pei..."

Han Jiaren didn't expect that before the lawsuit was completed, she would be left behind by Mr. Pei again. She rushed over and hugged Pei Chengyou's other arm in a panic, "Mr. Pei, didn't you say that I am your female companion today?"

"Mr. Pei, my little girl is naughty. I will compensate you for the repair costs."

Noila Mo watched intently, while the driver and vice-president Gu Yiming behind her spoke up at the right moment when Pei Chengyou and Gu Xiou were about to step into the elevator, with a pair of steady black eyes showing no signs of anything unusual.

"Uncle Gu, is she your daughter?"

Han Jiaren seemed to be shocked, her bright eyes swept up and down Gu Yiming and Gu Xiou. She was so surprised that she didn't even bother to hold Pei Chengyou's hand, and stood blankly at the door of the elevator.

Pei Chengyou just raised the corner of his lips slightly, but before he could say anything, Gu Xiou suddenly exerted force, aimed at Han Jiaren's knee sharply and quickly, and kicked Han Jiaren hard.

"Ah..." Han Jiaren was caught off guard and was kicked out of the elevator screaming. Noila Mo's shrewd face showed a trace of gloom, which made Pei Chengyou's evil eyes become more and more interested.

I didn’t realize that this girl was so strong!

"Mr. Mo, if Miss Han is injured, I will trouble you first." Pei Chengyou looked at Han Jiaren, who almost fell into the doggy style, with a trace of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, and looked across Gu Xiou with a playful expression.

At his waist, he reached out and pressed the elevator door.

"Uncle Gu, don't you care about your daughter?"

Han Jiaren got up from the ground, ignoring the pain all over her body, and roared angrily at Gu Yiming. The elevator door had been closed for a long time, which only fueled her disappointment and anger.

"Beauty, forget it, there is still a chance... Yiming, let's get Mr. Pei's car repaired first."

Noila Mo quickly returned to her normal state and gave Gu Yiming deep instructions. The bold and cold-blooded attitude in the shopping mall flashed like fireworks in her bright eyes.

At this time, in Joanne's private room on the twenty-seventh floor of the Imperial Hotel, even though she was an intellectual woman, she seemed to be a little anxious, asking her manager who had been following her for six years, "Ike, what do you mean?

Will Pei come?"

Ike is a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes. His pair of deep blue eyes seem to be filled with infinite charm. His handsome facial features are full of comfort. He looks tenderly at the sweet and angelic person in front of him, "Annie, baby, Pei

It will come, just relax..."

"Ike, why is there one less model..."

Before he finished speaking, Ike's assistant's anxious inquiry came from Ike's headset.

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Chapter completed!