Today, Zhou Qiaoqiao wore a white shirt as a base layer, paired with a black pencil skirt and black stockings that accentuated her sexy legs.
All the buttons were fastened.
But upon seeing Xu Mo,
Zhou Qiaoqiao extended her slender fingers and unbuttoned two of them, which felt much better.
The previous stifling feeling was gone.
The dazzling white skin made Xu Mo feel a bit uncomfortable!
Xu Mo coughed, about to say something.
Zhou Qiaoqiao spoke first.
"Are you here for candy?"
Her tone was very flirtatious.
Her face was full of smiles.
It seemed she was in a good mood.
【Eat···eat a big piece, is one piece enough? No, bring a box, thank you, Demoness】
【Pfft···eat your ass! What have you done!】
Xu Mo's eyes momentarily wandered elsewhere.
He said nonchalantly,
"I heard you bought some futures?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao was momentarily stunned, then chuckled,
"When don't I buy futures?"
Xu Mo's mouth twitched, and he put on a serious face.
"I heard you bought all those losing crude oil futures from the higher-ups?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao nodded nonchalantly, "Yes, I bought them all. Want to know why I bought them?"
"Why?" Xu Mo was a bit confused.
Zhou Qiaoqiao slightly bent over, extending her index finger to beckon him.
"Want to know? Come in and I'll tell you."
This bending over was quite something!
Certain areas immediately protruded.
And Xu Mo felt like the pencil skirt was about to burst.
Oh my!
Too terrifying.
Xu Mo felt a bit panicked and instinctively glanced at the dragon tail behind him.
Seeing An Youyi standing there unperturbed,
he calmed down.
"Alright."
Zhou Qiaoqiao followed Xu Mo's gaze.
Seeing the Dragon Queen there as well,
she frowned.
Her mood instantly soured.
After a moment of thought,
She drew a playful curve.
"Come on in~"
Zhou Qiaoqiao stepped aside, gesturing with a wave of her hand.
Xu Mo was a bit confused.
But he still strode in confidently.
This time, he had brought backup.
He didn't believe the Demoness would do anything outrageous.
Would she dare?
Isn't she afraid of public humiliation?
Knock---------
Zhou Qiaoqiao closed the door, walked in like the hostess, and greeted everyone.
"Make yourself at home."
An Youyi stood behind Xu Mo.
She didn't find a seat.
Xu Mo, however, found a sofa and sat down.
Zhou Qiaoqiao prepared a cup of tea for each of them.
"Still want to know why I bought those crude oil futures?"
Xu Mo took a sip of tea, his expression blank,
"Not really."
If he said yes,
the Demoness would probably propose some strange conditions again.
Like eating candy or something.
That wouldn't do.
Zhou Qiaoqiao gave him a sidelong glance, setting down her teacup, "Then why did you come to see me?"
Her tone carried a hint of grievance.
Her gaze landed on An Youyi behind Xu Mo.
If Xu Mo had come alone,
she could have played him to her heart's content.
But with an extra light bulb,
it wasn't as fun~
Xu Mo got to the point.
"The decision to buy crude oil futures was a mistake, but the responsibility isn't yours alone; I share it too."
"Even the best make mistakes, and the other higher-ups followed suit with their own purchases."
"You don't have to bear the consequences of others' errors."
Pausing, Xu Mo added, under Zhou Qiaoqiao's astonished gaze,
"This is a matter for the Xu Family, and it should be handled by me!"
【The Demoness paying out of her own pocket to cover the losses, don't do that again】
【This time, you did well, even if you lost, you didn't sell the company's crude oil futures to cut losses, it's better to lose it all, I admire that】
【Please continue next time】
"Ding, congratulations to the host for earning 10,000 yuan"
Before hearing Xu Mo's true thoughts,
Zhou Qiaoqiao thought her little wolfdog had changed his attitude.
Warm and considerate.
But after hearing Xu Mo's real thoughts,
Zhou Qiaoqiao realized, as expected, it was still the same.
Ah····
Others are desperate to make money.
Xu Mo is always thinking about how to lose money.
The only difference is,
the more others want to make money, the less they earn.
The more Xu Mo wants to lose money, the more money he makes.
Perhaps this is the difference in pattern?
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at him with a smile.
"What Xu Family matters?"
"Am I not part of your Xu Family?"
Xu Mo was momentarily speechless.
It seemed to make sense.
The dog system also indicated that there's no need to follow a step-by-step script.
If there's anything to act out, just show up.
This made Xu Mo unable to help but fall into deep thought.
But soon,
he spotted a flaw in the Demoness's words.
"I don't have the habit of letting women spend money."
Xu Mo said this,
Essentially, it's set to default.
Before, he needed to act.
Now, he could fully embrace himself.
"What did you say?!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao said incredulously.
Her peach blossom eyes were filled with astonishment.
Xu Mo repeated like a dazed goose.
"I don't like spending women's money, huh?"
It's not that he doesn't like it.
It's that there are few rich women who can support him financially.
Not long ago,
Zhou Qiaoqiao went bankrupt, reduced to just a commuter car.
She probably didn't have much money left.
That's why Xu Mo didn't want her to waste money.
"You want to support me?"
"I···I··let's not talk about this···"
"Then I'll support you."
"Do you have money?"
Xu Mo asked in confusion.
Zhou Qiaoqiao poured herself some more tea, "Yes, yes, it'll be here soon."
“How much?” Xu Mo pouted.
Zhou Qiaoqiao took a sip of tea, her eyes sparkling with a smile, while her other hand opened her palm.
Xu Mo: "Fifty million?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "Guess again."
Xu Mo: "Five hundred million?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "Keep guessing."
Xu Mo swallowed, "I'm very expensive! Five billion?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao still shook her head, encouraging him,
"Be bold, try guessing a higher number."
Xu Mo took a deep breath, his head buzzing.
"Could it be five hundred billion?"
Five hundred billion in liquid assets is a lot.
Even the Xu Family couldn't come up with that much at once.
Unless they sold off their assets, some real estate.
It might be possible.
Zhou Qiaoqiao pursed her lips, switching the position of her crossed legs, her posture lazy.
"Well, although it's a bit short, it's close enough."
Xu Mo's mouth twitched, not taking it to heart.
He just thought she was bragging.
"Alright, alright, whatever you lose, have your secretary report it to Jiajia, I'm leaving."
As he was about to leave, Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly called out to him.
"Xu Mo."
"What now?"
Xu Mo turned back, puzzled.
His hand was pulled.
Then something blocked his mouth.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
Damn!
Do female leads nowadays use force?
Oh, no···
The Demoness is a female antagonist.
She's not within the realm of female leads.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was still immersed in this feeling.
But she sniffed her delicate nose.
It seemed she smelled something.
Her peach blossom eyes flashed with dangerous light!
She directed a challenging gaze at An Youyi, standing behind Xu Mo.
An Youyi, though expressionless, subtly moved her fingertips.
A feeling that A had never experienced before arose from her heart.
Very subtle, also very strange.
Even if only a little.
She still felt this strange sensation.
"Let go of Xu Mo."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
