Chapter 120 - Twisted Women

Ouyang Jin indeed put on a gesture of disapproval. The agreement in the contract was originally drawn up by Ouyang Jin. Even more hateful was the fact that the final right of interpretation was vested in Ouyang Jin.

What did that mean?

This meant that from now on, Yan Nuoqi could be considered to have 'sold' to Ouyang Jin.

On the other end, Futian Xuefei was still talking. She did not care if Yan Nuoqi listened to her, she just wanted someone to talk.

Right now, in Futian Xuefei's eyes, Yan Nuoqi was someone she could rely on.

"It's business time now, not a contract date." Facing Ouyang Jin, she quickly searched through all the information in her head.

Ouyang Jin leaned back in his seat, lazily stretched his body, and calmly asked, "So?"

Seeing that there was hope, Yan Nuoqi said with a face full of smiles: "So, so I can evaluate!"

"Why?" Ouyang Jin did not even look at Yan Nuoqi as he laughed.

In only five minutes, they would reach Eurasia. Yan Nuoqi's tone became anxious.

There was still room for discussion, but there really wouldn't be any possibility of that happening once they arrived at the company.

His heart tightened. "You didn't even give me a present when you received the pass. Give me a day off." Staring pleadingly at Ouyang Jin, he wanted to kill him with his eyes, but Ouyang Jin did not even look at him.

Ouyang Jin was naturally unwilling to see Futian Xuefei with his own wife. Ever since she came to China, Yan Nuoqi's thoughts had never been on him.

"Go! "Stop by the side!" Ouyang Jin's tone was tinged with anger, as he drew his arms back and folded them across his chest.

Yan Nuoqi was startled, "Then I'm not going," as she said that, she hung up the phone.

The main reason was because she was afraid that Futian Xuefei, who was on the other side of the phone, would hear it.

Feng Jin sat on the side of the carriage and stopped his carriage. Yan Nuoqi glared at Feng Jin.

Feng Jin revealed a difficult expression, it was uglier than crying, indicating that he was powerless. He was living off Ouyang Jin, he still had a large family to support.

"What are you doing? I didn't say that I have to go. Is that contract between husband and wife a decoration!?" Yan Nuoqi was also a little angry.

What happened to letting her be happy? He didn't last for more than a few minutes before he had become like this.

His temper was making Yan Nuoqi feel more and more helpless, as if everyone had forgotten to listen to his orders and everyone had to follow his orders.

It was unknown what the heavens were thinking. When he was happy, he would intentionally bring out the dark clouds to suppress your mood.

When you're in a bad mood, he said, quietly casting a ray of sunlight through the thick clouds behind him, I'll give you a little hope.

Ouyang Jin suddenly turned his head and pulled Yan Nuoqi over. Before he could react, he laid on's leg.

"What are you doing?" Struggling to get up, he really couldn't understand what he was doing. It was like a schizophrenia.

Ouyang Jin had an evil smile on his face as he pressed his hand on her, preventing her from getting up.

turned his head in annoyance, but he still snorted in his heart.

Is that what men are like? When you propose marriage, it makes you feel so touched that once the marriage certificate is accepted, the performance of men will plummet.

What Ouyang Jin liked the most was this kind of frankness from Yan Nuoqi. There was no woman like her who would let him find his own self.

Lowering her head, she accidentally dropped a kiss.

Yan Nuoqi was startled, she turned her head and laid on his lap. Was there something wrong with this man's mind?

He frowned and continued to mutter to himself. How could his series of actions make others feel that he was mentally ill!

"If you want to go, then go. Remember to come back earlier tonight, or else I'll be very worried." With a sincere expression in his eyes, the corner of Yan Nuoqi's mouth curled up into a cold smile.

He asked weakly, "Then I'll go?" She stared at him in case he suddenly lost his temper.

Feng Jin leaned on the steering wheel consciously and started to hypnotize himself.

Ouyang Jin miraculously nodded his head and tacitly agreed with Yan Nuoqi's words.

He quickly got up from Ouyang Jin's body.

"Alright, I know!" Finishing his words, he excitedly kissed Ouyang Jin on the cheek.

Perhaps she hadn't expected her actions, but she was still in a daze as she covered her mouth.

He opened the door and ran out.

Initially, Ouyang Jin wanted Feng Jin to send her to Luo Jing, but before he could finish his words, she had already alighted from the car.

"Turn around and go home!"

Ouyang Jin said to Feng Jin, and without saying a word, he turned the car around.

He lowered his head to take a look. It seemed like this was the first time he was going to the company in his current clothes. It would be better to forget about it if he didn't have her by his side.

Just as he got into the taxi, Yan Nuoqi immediately called Futian Xuefei.

In the end, she fell asleep.

Yan Nuoqi was a little helpless. In order to accompany her, she had really used all of her strength, and in the end, she had actually slept so easily.

Once in Luo Jing, he would head straight for her room.

When she opened the door, she was dressed very grandly. She wore a short skirt made out of black lace, high-heeled shoes with a red base and black face, and exquisite makeup on her hair.

Yan Nuoqi was startled, she looked at the phone in her hand, it was only slightly past 10.

"What are you doing?" Stay by the door and watch her as if she were going on a date.

However, he was missing a man.

Futian Xuefei pulled Ouyang Jin into his room with a wronged expression.

"Yesterday, after the party ended, he said that he would contact me for a meal or something today."

Yan Nuoqi looked at the clean room in surprise. Did she really think that Ouyang Xi would come and pick her up?

"So you dressed yourself up this early in the morning?" Pointing at Futian Xuefei who was sitting on the chair, she sized her up and her surroundings.

Futian Xuefei didn't even dare to sit on the bed, afraid that the white bed sheets would be messed up.

Nodding his head, Yan Nuoqi felt a little helpless.

"So, Ouyang Xi is not here yet? You're just going to call me? " Yan Nuoqi had the impulse to kill Futian Xuefei.

She had thought that something important had happened, and she had disturbed herself early in the morning for such a small matter.

This was too much! Yan Nuoqi had a feeling that she was on fire.

Futian Xuefei pouted, but she started to feel wronged.

Yan Nuoqi slapped her forehead. She had neglected a problem; Futian Xuefei was just a little girl who had just opened her heart and was naturally very hypocritical.

"He hasn't called me yet. Do you think he forgot? Or was he just joking?"

Yan Nuoqi's eyelids drooped, and her face was filled with helplessness.

Sighing, he pulled over a stool and sat down beside her.

"What's in your head? If you really can't hold it in anymore, then call him! " Her hand was ice-cold as it rested on Futian Xuefei's shoulder.

Yan Nuoqi got up and closed the window. Looking at her, Yan Nuoqi felt like she was looking at her own daughter right when she fell in love.

That kind of helplessness, that kind of modesty and shyness.

The words just now were a bit too heavy, Futian Xuefei lowered her head and played with her fingers.

"Isn't this a little too bad? Isn't it too much of an initiative?"

Her voice was low, her mood downcast. She still hoped that Ouyang Xi could call her back. Ever since last night, she hadn't fallen asleep at all.

Yan Nuoqi sat down on the bed and leaned down, creasing the surrounding of the bed sheets.

Futian Xuefei stretched out her hand to stop her, but it was already too late. She sighed. She wouldn't come here anyway.

"Dong Dong Dong", a series of knocks sounded from outside the door.

Futian Xuefei's ears suddenly pricked up, and she stood up from her chair.

She was so nervous that even Yan Nuoqi was infected by her.

Futian Xuefei's face was filled with an uncontrollable excitement. As he looked at Yan Nuoqi, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his mouth curved into a smile.

Yan Nuoqi waved her hand, signalling for Futian Xuefei to hurry up and open the door.

Only then did she react and ran towards the door.

Yan Nuoqi placed the chair that was so annoying to the side. She was actually feeling very happy in her heart.

"Xuefei, is Qiqi here?"

The woman's voice came from outside the door. Yan Nuoqi was startled to hear it was Ding Jiajia's, so she immediately ran to the door.

"Jiajia? How did you get here! "

Seeing that Futian Xuefei's mood had already completely dropped to the bottom, he was happy for nothing.

Ding Jiajia didn't feel that the atmosphere wasn't right as she looked at the two of them excitedly, "I called Ouyang Jin, he said that you were here!"

"Besides, did you go to collect your pass today?" With raised eyebrows, Ding Jiajia smirked and pointed at Yan Nuoqi.

Don't ask her how she knew that, there was nothing that could hide it from Ding Jiajia.

Yan Nuoqi winked at Ding Jiajia, so much so that her face was twisted.

Futian Xuefei sighed, turned around with his head lowered and walked in with his head down.

Ding Jiajia was startled, "What happened to her?"

Yan Nuoqi shrugged her shoulders helplessly, really, she had been planning everything for the entire day.

Ding Jiajia covered his mouth and knew she said the wrong thing. Then, she made a gesture that she didn't know how to reply and pulled his mouth shut.

The two of them walked back into the room and realised that Futian Xuefei was lying on the bed with her big words written on it.

"Xue Fei, don't be like this. How do you know what happened without making a phone call? "Maybe it's because the company is busy, so I suggest that you make a call!"

Yan Nuoqi and Ding Jiajia were like two pillars standing beside the bed.

She jumped up from the bed, her hair scattered around her.

Ding Jiajia nodded her head vigorously, agreeing with Yan Nuoqi's words.

She was almost at a loss over how easy it would be to make a phone call.

Yan Nuoqi took out his phone, but she could not take it anymore, "If you don't want to call, I'll call!"

Seeing that Yan Nuoqi was serious, Futian Xuefei stood up from the bed and held Yan Nuoqi, preventing her from doing anything else.

"I'll do it myself!"

Yan Nuoqi passed the phone to her, "Hurry up, if this goes on, I'll be tortured to death!"

Ding Jiajia watched on from the side. Originally, she had an extremely important matter to discuss with Yan Nuoqi when she hurried over, but because of this matter with Futian Xuefei, she kept her words to herself.

Taking a deep breath, Futian Xuefei pressed the dial button!

The beep beep sound was like tens of thousands of ants crawling around in her heart.

"Sorry, but the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

Futian Xuefei indicated for Yan Nuoqi to see, as though she was about to cry.

Receiving the call, Yan Nuoqi was a little puzzled. Ouyang Xi had not rejected her call yet.