The foggy city in the early morning was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the whole city was shrouded in fog until noon.
The kitchen of Qixingju at No. 7 Yunbei Road was already busy.
As a small-scale luxury restaurant, only the rich and powerful can afford to eat at Qixingju, first because of the high price, and second because of their high status.
If you don't have some power, you won't be able to secure a place here even if you have money.
A casual table of dishes can cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.
Chu Qiang, the owner of the restaurant, seldom comes here. After all, the person who can open such a restaurant is a big shot himself.
However, today he arrived early and personally picked up all kinds of precious ingredients from the airport. He also cooked the food himself, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. And all this was thanks to Mao Song's face.
"A-choo! This damn place is already nine o'clock. And there's still fog everywhere. It's so annoying! Can't you wait until the fog clears before coming back? Also, didn't I tell you already? Don't ask me to be a guest at every party. I get angry when I see these bosses. They always make moves on me." As soon as Zhao Baobao got off the car, his face looked extremely ugly, and he accused his agent.
The agent was timid. He looked at Zhao Baobao and said repeatedly: "My dear aunt, I have turned down other games with you. But you must come to this game today."
"Why?" Zhao Baobao asked in confusion, "What's the difference between today's situation? It's just a bunch of idiots who think they are rich socializing with each other."
"Hush!" The agent quickly stopped Zhao Baobao from speaking without thinking, and said repeatedly: "This is Mr. Mao's game. If you talk nonsense here, you may not even be able to get out of the fog."
He immediately shut up and asked in a low voice, "What? You said it was a setup by Mao Junsheng and Master Mao, why didn't you say so earlier?"
As she spoke, she lowered the collar of her chest to the bottom, revealing a piece of pure white.
The agent sighed, and he looked at Zhao Baobao seriously and said, "You have to know that Master Mao is the only son in the family. In this foggy city, everyone gives him face. You should be careful with your words. If you offend him, not only will you lose the role of the heroine in the new drama, but you will also have to stop working in the circle in the future!"
"Got it! Look, I'm going to take down that brat. Look at the way he looked at me last time. I'm going to make him obedient this time." Zhao Baobao said confidently, with his chest puffed out and his hips slimmed down.
The agent was a little anxious and said with a headache on his face: "You must not do anything out of line. Just be a good hostess. Don't even think about Mr. Mao, he doesn't like you at all. A rich man like that has no shortage of women around him."
"Tsk!" Zhao Baobao corrected, "There is no shortage of low-quality women."
"you… "
The agent was speechless. At this time, a handsome man came out and was very polite.
He seemed to be getting ready to go out, but when he saw Zhao Baobao, he walked straight over. He was tall and handsome, and his every move exuded an aristocratic aura.
This is Mao Junsheng, a genuine aristocrat. His family has been rich for many generations and he is a legendary figure who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He walked in front of Zhao Baobao, leaned forward to show respect and said, "It turns out to be Miss Zhao. I was wondering which extraordinary woman would have such a charming demeanor that even this thick fog could not block."
Hearing the compliment, Zhao Baobao blushed and said shyly, "Master Mao, you are too kind. I came here early because I am not familiar with the road. I hope it did not cause you any trouble."
"How could that be?" Mao Junsheng looked into Zhao Baobao's eyes with his crystal-like eyes and said softly, "After we last parted, I missed you very much. If you have any troubles, please follow me."
As he said this, he led Zhao Baobao into Qixingju.
The scenery of Qixingju is very elegant and has a classical charm. In spite of the glitz of modern society, the preciousness of this place can be seen from the scenery in Qixingju alone.
Mao Junsheng led Zhao Baobao to a room, sat down, poured a cup of tea for Zhao Baobao and said, "Miss Zhao, you must be thirsty after all the hard work! Come, have a drink of water first."
"Thank you..." Zhao Baobao had an elegant smile on his face. His arms shook slightly, and the tea immediately flowed down from the valley on his chest.
"ah… "
Pretending to be panicked, Mao Junsheng quickly stood up, but his feet suddenly went weak and he pushed Zhao Baobao to the ground.
"Master Mao, are you okay?" Zhao Baobao said in a tender voice.
Mao Junsheng's face got closer and closer, and his hands kept kneading her breasts. The pair of huge breasts had been deformed and her breathing had become a little rapid. However, he said gently: "Miss Zhao, are you okay? Your breathing seems to be very rapid. Are you sick?"
"Hate it! I'm not a casual girl, be gentle." Zhao Baobao panted and gently patted Mao Junsheng's chest.
Unable to hold back the passion in their hearts any longer, they rolled over together, with a small bridge and flowing water outside and spring scenery inside. For a moment, there was no more beauty in the world.
Well, well, well…
"ah… "
The soul-stirring screams were like a 10,000-ton ship breaking through the sky.
Crash!
The doors and windows were opened, and a middle-aged man was seen leading Yu Sheng outside the door, muttering, "Mr. Yu, you have to deal with this matter no matter what..."
When the door opened, a graceful woman was seen sitting on a man. Both of them were screaming in ecstasy, their voices sounded a little tired, but full of unwillingness.
Beads of sweat dripped down, witnessing the fierce fight between the two men.
Snapped!
He slammed the door, and Mao Song's face turned green. He was furious and said, "Asshole, don't you know what day it is today? You actually do this kind of thing here."
"What is this!?" Zhao Baobao was a little panicked and was about to get up.
But at this time Mao Junjie held her waist steadily and said calmly: "It's nothing, just my father. Now is the critical moment, let's continue. Don't worry about them."
“… Hmm!” Baby Zhao’s body became softer and softer. He seemed to know that there was someone outside the door, and he had an inexplicable impulse in his heart.
Seeing that the two had no intention of stopping, Mao Song sighed, his lungs bursting with anger. He turned around and said to Yu Sheng: "Mr. Yu, follow me. Let's go to the other side."
"Yeah!" Yu Sheng nodded. He did not see what happened in the room, but from the subtle sound he knew it must be a big battle.
Everyone couldn't help feeling a little restless in their hearts, but with a gentle practice of "Xiao Yao Du", the restlessness in their hearts instantly disappeared.
The beauties of the world are like floating clouds to me.
(End of this chapter)