Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group

Edward’s masculinity was awakened. He opened his mouth and was about to show his determination, but was interrupted by Andy.

“No matter who it is, it won’t work as long as I don’t want to. Auntie, you’d better give up this idea as soon as possible. I’m not ready to get married.”

“Let’s eat. Don’t talk while eating!”

Edward had to swallow back the words on the tip of his tongue.

This was the quietest meal he had ever had here.

—

For the next few days, Andy had been trying to wait for Bill in JS.

In this way, Bill was still nowhere to be found.

On the fourth day, Andy was on the verge of breaking down. Lying on the sofa, she shouted, “God, please tell me where the bastard is!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the second child poked his little head out of her head and looked at her with a smile. “Ha ha, Mommy, God doesn’t need it. I tell you…”

Andy stared at his black grape like eyes for a second, and then suddenly sat up from the sofa. “Oh, how can I forget that I have a genius son!”

Andy grabbed his two little arms, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw. “My dear son, it’s up to you!”

“No problem!”

Then, she got his private phone number from Peter and quickly confirmed his location through the child’s computer technology.

When the precise location of the Ginza club was sent to the mobile phone of Andy, she directly hugged the child and kissed his fleshy face. “Son, you are more God than God!”

He wiped his saliva with disgust, but smiled sweetly.

Then, less than ten minutes after she came back home, she ran out with her bag.

“Hey, Annie, why don’t you leave after dinner?”

Looking out, there was no figure.

However, Edward showed up when she was about to close the door. While walking inside, he asked, “Miss. Jian, what are you going to do?”

As soon as he turned his head, he was already in the elevator. He wondered why his tall figure was invisible to her.

“It’s about work.” Jane felt sorry and angry. “She is so crazy now!”

Edward laughed, “good.”

—

Half an hour later, in Ginza.

When Bill was talking with a foreign client, the client proposed a toast.

He raised his glass and was about to drink when the door of the private room was suddenly smashed open from the outside and Andy appeared at the door.

She held the doorknob and took a deep breath. Without saying anything, she broke in, grabbed the wine in his hand and drank it up.

Then she threw the glass on the table, widened her eyes and said sarcastically, “Mr. Huo, you’re really good at hide and seek.”

“No matter how good it is, you have found it.” He looked at her angry face with interest.

“Amy, Mr. Huo is meeting his client. What can I do for you?” Jiang came forward and whispered to remind her to go out.

But B raised his hand to stop him. “No, just let her stay here.”

After a pause, he looked at Andy and said calmly, “I know why you came here. Look carefully. The person sitting next to me is called Kyle, Party A of JS. Since you are here, you can handle it yourself.”

Turning her head to take a look at the black man in the middle of the room, she then looked at Bill and asked, “if I can nail him, won’t you make things difficult for me anymore?”

“Maybe.” With his legs crossed, B leaned against the sofa behind him. His ten fingers were intertwined on his knees, and his noble aura was naturally exuding.

He just looked at her, trying or not, and let her choose freely.

A gritted her teeth. She had no choice but to be strangled by him.

“Okay, remember what you said!”

After saying that, she sat between the two men and talked to each other in fluent English.

As soon as she arrived, Bill stepped back and sat quietly in his seat. He drank whisky as if nothing had happened, and only answered one or two black words from time to time.

Andy had planned to conquer the black man by her professional skills, but she didn’t expect him to be so cunning. After dozens of minutes, they talked about everything, except business. After drinking a few glasses of wine, she gradually felt a little tired.

While the black man was pouring the wine, Andy turned around and looked at Bill for help.

Bill replied with a look of “please help yourself”, indicating clearly that he would neither disturb nor help her.

Gritting her teeth, she cursed inwardly.

At this time, the black man suddenly stood up, crossed the table with his long hand, took out one of them from the wine barrel at the very edge, and then suddenly fell back to the sofa. After taking a deep breath, he put the wine in front of Andy and asked, “would you?”

She didn’t want Bill to look down her. Enduring the pain in her stomach, she reached out to take it.

“Hey, Amy, that is-.”

“Jiang…”

Jiang was about to say something, but was interrupted by Bill.

“It’s her decision. Don’t talk too much.” Said Bill.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Yes, sir.” Jiang frowned and didn’t dare to continue.

Glancing at them, Andy felt confused. She turned around and saw the intriguing smile on Bill’s face. She instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen. She was pissed off. She turned around and took the wine from the black.

Since then, the attitude of the black people to Andy became more and more ambiguous.

Even when they were talking about business, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he listened to her attentively. He stared at her with his bright black eyes, and even generously approved the three ideas of Andy.

Of course, she drank a lot.

At last, the black man nodded. Andy was drunk.

The black man took away the documents in her hand, helped her up in front of Bill, put one of her hands on his shoulder and held her waist. Then he staggered out.

Until they walked out of the private room, Jiang couldn’t help asking again, “president, Miss. Amy was taken away like this. Is there anything wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” Shaking the whiskey in his hand, B said expressionlessly, “she took the wine herself. No one forced her.”

“But…”

“Go get the car.” Bill didn’t give him a chance to finish his words.

Jiang looked at him hesitantly and said in a low voice, “yes.”

Then he turned around and left.

All of a sudden, there was only one person left in the private room. The song was still singing, and the wine was still full. He was in a good mood, but his heart began to split into two extremes.

One was that he had to let it go.

One, it was his fault to stand by.