My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss

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She remembered the conditions he had set with her five years ago. Their relationship could not be known to anyone else, including her family and his family.

"I'm not, please don't misunderstand." Liu Ying secretly sighed and looked at Feng Miaomiao as she explained. There was a slight smile on her face, but that smile was a little bitter and a little awkward. "I'm only Mr. Situ's female companion for tonight."

Liu Ying knew that under such circumstances, she should explain clearly. She could not let Feng Miaomiao go and tell Situ Murong's mother nonsense.

However, Liu Ying also understood that her current explanation would easily make people think of other things. For example, she was just his bed companion.

In fact, this was also the truth.

When Situ Murong heard her words, his expression changed slightly. His eyes instantly darkened to the extreme. He glanced at her coldly and the corners of his lips twitched slightly. It seemed cold yet also contained a hint of ridicule.

"Yes, she's only my female companion." Situ Murong looked at Feng Miaomiao as if he was explaining to her, but it did not feel like it was entirely true.

His words paused slightly, then he lowered his head and kissed Liu Ying on the lips, and then he slowly added, "Tonight's…"

Situ Murong's words sounded very easy to misunderstand. Coupled with his actions, it would make people think of that aspect even more.

Liu Ying's body trembled slightly. There was a hint of heaviness in her slightly lowered eyes. Her heart also felt a faint pain. He had always been like this, never caring whether she would be embarrassed or not.

Perhaps he was deliberately making her embarrassed.

Forget it. After so many years, she had already gotten used to it. No, or rather, she was already numb to it.

Fortunately, it was almost over. The five-year pact between her and him was about to end soon.

They had agreed at the beginning that she would only sell it to him for five years. After five years, she would be free. She could still pursue her own love and pursue the part in her heart that she had never let go of…

Chu Wuyou's eyes darkened slightly. Her gaze became slightly cold. However, she knew that she could not say anything more in this situation because she was afraid that it would make Liu Ying even more embarrassed. She could only find an opportunity to have a good talk with Liu Ying.

Feng Miaomiao was stunned. She looked at Liu Ying again and sighed slightly. This girl looked pretty good. Should Situ Murong do it?

It was not appropriate for outsiders to say anything about this kind of thing, so Feng Miaomiao did not say anything more.

"Wuyou, your grandmother is waiting for you. Let's go in first. Otherwise, your grandmother will come out personally to look for you." Feng Miaomiao turned to Chu Wuyou, and the corners of her lips curled up into a smile. Seeing that Ye Lanchen's hand was still tightly holding onto Chu Wuyou and did not let go, the smile on Feng Miaomiao's face became even wider.

"I'll go in first. Let go." Chu Wuyou looked at Ye Lanchen, and there was a hint of discussion in her tone.

"What right do you have? You've been accompanying her for the whole night. It's not easy for you to come out, but I'm not letting go." Third Young Master Ye's grip became even tighter. He had no intention of letting go at all.

When Feng Miaomiao heard his words, the corner of her lips twitched violently. Was this still the Ye Lanchen she knew? She felt that these words were like those of a child begging for candy.

Chu Wuyou also felt very speechless.

Liu Ying looked at them, but her heart was filled with envy. It was really good that they were like this.

"Lanchen, if you can't bear to be small, then you'll mess up the big plans. You're fighting with the old madam at this time? Do you want to marry Wuyou again?" Feng Miaomiao advised him earnestly. "The old madam is currently in a fit of anger. You have to keep a low profile. Keep a low profile."