Jun Xiqing looked at it. It was a pair of stilettos. She had never worn such high heels before.
"Sister Mo 'er …"
"Qingqing, be good. Hurry up and put them on."
Jun Xiqing hesitated for a moment before she put on the nude stilettos.
After taking two steps, she realized that there was a trick in the dress. There was a slit in the dress, revealing her slender legs all the way to her knees when she walked.
Jun Xiqing felt that she had been tricked by Sister Mo 'er.
"Qingqing, I know that you love your country and your family, but you shouldn't forget to love yourself. You're only 23 years old this year and you're so beautiful. This is the best time to enjoy your youth and date. There are many Earls and Princes here tonight. Mr Gu's friends are definitely of good character. I want them to fall in love with you at first sight."
With that, Tang Mo 'er held Jun Xiqing's hand. "Qingqing, I was selfish three years ago. I always hoped that you and my brother Yeming could be together. In my opinion, you're the best girl in the world. I hoped that Yeming could have you, but you're not fated to be together. Yeming is already married now and I know that it's impossible for you to be with him. I won't let you down. Which girl doesn't want to be together for the rest of their lives? So Sister Mo' er will definitely find a better man for you, one who will love you wholeheartedly!"
Jun Xiqing's eyes reddened. Although she had two biological sisters and she was very close to her own sister, she always felt that Sister Mo 'er was more caring and understood her than her biological sister.
Jun Xiqing held Tang Mo 'er's hand. "Sister Mo' er, I'm sorry. I can't save him."
Three years ago, she had accompanied him.
But he had chased her away.
In his heart, he only needed Elder Sister Mo 'er.
Tang Mo 'er gradually curved her red lips and shook her head. "Qingqing, don't apologize to me. I should be the one thanking you."
Jun Xiqing smiled. "You're welcome."
"Alright, let's not talk about Yeming anymore. Qingqing, let me help you put on some lipstick." Tang Mo 'er took out a lipstick.
Looking at the lipstick, she was speechless.
Jun Xiqing was about to faint. Could she reject it?
…
Half an hour later.
Tang Mo 'er went downstairs and Auntie walked over. "Madam, President Lu is here."
Lu Yeming had come.
Tang Mo 'er lifted her eyes and saw a tall figure standing by the door. It was Lu Yeming.
Today, Lu Yeming was dressed in a custom-made white shirt and black trousers. He looked immaculately clean and his handsome features shone under the lights at the entrance. The moment he appeared, he was like a magnet that attracted everyone's attention. He was elegant and dignified.
"Yeming, you're here?"
Lu Yeming lifted his eyes and saw Tang Mo 'er in front of him. She stood in the warm light, smiling at him gently.
Lu Yeming's thin lips curved upwards, his deep almond-shaped eyes filled with tenderness as he walked over. "Sister."
She had just walked to Tang Mo 'er's side when she heard a sweet voice. "Sister Mo' er, it's not easy to walk in these high heels."
Lu Yeming's eyelashes fluttered. He lifted his eyes at the sound, only to see Jun Xiqing standing on the stairs, heading down.
His gaze slowly shifted downwards, landing on her.
A few seconds later, his deep and serene eyes were filled with a burning light, and he was a little stunned.
His gaze landed on her little face again. Jun Xiqing had put her hair up and only a few strands fell lazily on her side profile and neck, adding to her charm. She was born beautiful and didn't need any makeup, but she did put on lipstick.
Men, especially straight men, were most irresistible when it came to lust.
Lu Yeming's gaze landed on her and didn't move away.
But Jun Xiqing's words came to an abrupt halt. She saw Lu Yeming.
Their gazes met. His gaze was deep and passionate.
It was probably the gaze a man would have when looking at a woman.
That day in the secret compartment of the washroom, when she was drunk and entangled with him, when he kissed her red lips, it all came back to him in an instant.
Jun Xiqing missed a step and fell down.
"Ah!"
She let out a soft cry and closed her eyes in fear. Why was she always so unlucky?
Lu Yeming must be her jinx. Every time she met him, nothing good would come out of it.
She heard Tang Mo 'er's exclamation. "Qingqing!"
Jun Xiqing waited for her intimate contact with the ground.
But it didn't happen. In the next second, she fell into a thin but cool chest.
A strong arm wrapped around her slender waist and Lu Yeming hugged her. "Are you okay?"
Jun Xiqing steadied herself and looked up. His exquisite features were magnified in her line of sight.
Their bodies were pressed against each other, and her little hand was pressed against his heart through his expensive white shirt.
Thump, thump, thump.
His powerful heartbeat could be heard, causing her palms to go numb.
Jun Xiqing's fair ears turned red.
"I'm fine." She pushed him away forcefully.
Lu Yeming's exquisite face was devoid of any emotions. His deep almond-shaped eyes landed on her little face.
"Qingqing, are you okay? You scared me to death just now." Tang Mo 'er went forward and asked concernedly.
Jun Xiqing felt a little uncomfortable. She tucked a strand of silky hair behind her ear. "Sister Mo 'er, I'm fine."
Tang Mo 'er's bright eyes landed on Jun Xiqing's reddened earlobes and uncomfortable eyes.
"Mo 'er, come over for a while." Gu Mohan called out.
"Yeming, Qingqing, I'll go over for a while." Tang Mo 'er lifted her dress and left.
Once Tang Mo 'er left, Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming's white shirt. The redness on her ears quickly spread to her delicate face. She stretched out a finger and pointed at it. "Your shirt …"
Lu Yeming lowered his eyes to look. There was a light red lipstick mark on his shirt collar.
When he caught her just now, her red lips had accidentally brushed against his shirt and left a mark.
Lu Yeming gradually furrowed his brows. He looked at Jun Xiqing unhappily. "Come over and clean it for me."
"…"
Jun Xiqing stood in the same spot, not moving an inch.
Lu Yeming's deep eyes darkened. He took a step forward and closed in on her.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind. "Your Highness."
Jun Xiqing looked up. There was another figure by the door. It was Dongfang Ruoli.
Dongfang Ruoli, his Empress, his wife.
"Your Highness, why didn't you wait for me?" Dongfang Ruoli went forward and held Lu Yeming's strong arm intimately. At this moment, she also saw the red lipstick mark. "Ah, Your Highness, why is there a red lipstick mark here? Did some vixen try to seduce Your Highness?"
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