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    "Well, thinking about me, I was really stupid and naive before. Maybe it was because I didn't have a mother since I was a child. I always lacked a sense of security in my heart and always had a possessive desire for wealth. Now that I think about it, the happiest thing is eating with you.  It's something about that." Cheng Xueman said with some regret.

    "Our situation is similar. I may think differently from you. A gentleman loves money in the right way. Sherman, you must not take advantage of opportunities in the future. You will be the one who gets hurt." Wang Baoyu opened his heart and said everything.  What¡¯s in my heart.

    "I understand, I will be very self-respecting and self-respecting." Cheng Xueman said.

    Hearing what Cheng Xueman said, Wang Baoyu felt very happy and couldn't help but chat with Cheng Xueman about the past, especially the various embarrassing things in junior high school. The two of them laughed happily.

    After dinner, Wang Baoyu stood up to say goodbye, but Cheng Xueman mysteriously pulled him closer to the boudoir, took out a tie from the closet, and said softly: "Baoyu, I bought you a tie. This style is very good."  Suitable for who you are now.¡±

    Seeing that Cheng Xueman had become so considerate, Wang Baoyu did not refuse. He stood there honestly and let Cheng Xueman tie his tie with his delicate hands. When he looked in the mirror, he looked much more energetic.

    Cheng Xueman arranged his clothes considerately. The two people in the mirror looked like a loving couple, and they matched so well.

    "Baoyu, you are so handsome." Cheng Xueman praised, and his white and tender palms came up, gently caressing Wang Baoyu's cheek. His movements were so gentle that Wang Baoyu couldn't bear to refuse, and he felt an inexplicable happiness.

    Once upon a time, Wang Baoyu longed for the comfort of these hands, especially in those lonely and sleepless nights. In a trance, Cheng Xueman was getting closer and closer to Wang Baoyu, and her moist cherry lips painted with lip gloss were alluring. Wang Baoyu  I was looking forward to it being pressed against my lips.

    In confusion and infatuation, two pairs of hot lips came together, immediately igniting the heat in Wang Baoyu's whole body.

    "Xue Man." Wang Baoyu called softly and held her tightly in his arms. It felt like meeting a long-lost relative.

    "Baoyu, I don't want to lose you, I love you." Cheng Xueman whispered passionately, her lips pressed against Wang Baoyu's neck, and her jade hands reached into his suit, rubbing his chest, murmuring  Said: "Baoyu, tell me you love me too."

    "Baoyu, if you have no feelings for her, why do you keep her in the company." Xia Yida's words suddenly rang in Wang Baoyu's ears, causing him to push Cheng Xueman away involuntarily.

    "Baoyu, do you think I'm dirty?" Cheng Xueman shouted with a look of reluctance as the flame of love was suddenly extinguished.

    "No, I just don't want to indulge myself anymore." Wang Baoyu said and left with a quick stride.

    "Baoyu" Cheng Xueman's scream came from behind. Wang Baoyu didn't look back. He didn't want to fall into Cheng Xueman's gentle hometown again because of a moment of weakness or confusion. That would be too sorry for the one who was waiting so hard.  Xia Yida arrived.

    When he went to work the next day, Cheng Xueman returned to his original self and acted as a respectful secretary. Even though he was not too high-spirited, since there was not much to do at the moment, Cheng Xueman could only be responsible for checking some medicines.  Compile the company's development memorandum.

    At ten o'clock in the morning, Wang Baoyu's eyelids were beating wildly and his heart was in a state of confusion, as if something big was about to happen. Even after drinking several cups of tea, it was difficult to eliminate the panic in his heart. Just when he thought of a hexagram, Shi Lindong knocked on the door and came in.  .

    "Mr. Wang, there is an investor from South Korea who insists on discussing investment with you in person." Shi Lindong said.

    "Why don't you talk to foreign investors?" Wang Baoyu asked puzzledly.

    "It's a woman who speaks very stubbornly." Shi Lindong said helplessly, and added: "She said money is not an issue, but she must talk to the corporate legal person."

    "Korea, Lindong, what do you think?" Wang Baoyu wanted to hear Shi Lindong's opinion.

    "It's better to talk first, after all, there are many opportunities." Shi Lindong thought for a while and said.

    "Then let her come in." Wang Baoyu said.

    A few minutes later, a woman in a white dress walked in, wearing a wide-brimmed hat with a striking peony flower on it.

    Wang Baoyu quickly stood up with a smile and said with a smile: "Welcome, welcome."

    The woman gently lifted the brim of her hat, revealing an exquisite and beautiful face. She smiled at Wang Baoyu and stood there gracefully.

    But when Wang Baoyu saw this face, he was stunned, his eyes were stupid, and he never wanted to look away.

    Bai Mudan, this face looks exactly like Bai MudanThey are exactly the same, even the smile is almost the same, except that they are a few centimeters shorter, a little less aggressive, and more feminine.

    The scene before Bai Mudan's death was like a thorn in her heart, which she could not forget or get rid of. How many times did Wang Baoyu think of this lost woman, her heart was as sharp as a knife, but she was extremely helpless.

    Wang Baoyu fell into confusion for a moment and was about to burst into tears. He looked at the woman in a daze and shouted involuntarily: "Xuanxuan."

    "Mr. Wang, how do you know my nickname? It's really destined." The woman chuckled, even her tone of voice was almost exactly the same as Bai Mudan's.

    Wang Baoyu pinched his thigh hard, and the pain finally made him wake up. Bai Mudan was dead, and Wang Baoyu even sent the last delivery. This could never be Bai Mudan, but a businesswoman from South Korea. They were just two  They just look alike.

    "I'm sorry, you look like an old acquaintance of mine." Wang Baoyu smiled apologetically, while turning his head and quickly wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

    "Haha, such an old-fashioned method, many men have said this to me." The woman smiled and stretched out her soft palm. Wang Baoyu quickly stood up and shook hands. The woman introduced herself: "My name is Li Meixuan, from Busan, South Korea.  "

    "Boss Li, please take a seat." Wang Baoyu said politely, but was reluctant to take back his palm, as if holding Bai Mudan's hand. He looked directly at the Korean businessman in front of him who looked exactly like Bai Mudan. He was shrewd and capable, yet still feminine.  It has a unique sound, and the sound is particularly pleasant. Perhaps because it is spoken in Mandarin, it sounds like there is a melody in it, which makes people feel very warm.

    "Mr. Wang, you keep holding my hand, how can I sit down?" The woman tilted her head and smiled sweetly. Wang Baoyu felt lost and quickly let go of his hand and laughed twice.

    Li Meixuan gathered her skirt and carefully sat on the chair opposite Wang Baoyu, but she also looked at Wang Baoyu and suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Wang, you are very similar to my divorced man, you are also a heartless person.  "
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