Chapter 2 I want to dance for my husband

Qiao Xia took Meng Xian and left. Li Hui wanted to chase after her, but both his improper dressing and Qiao Lan stopped him, so he had to give up.

Qiao Xia drank herself drunk, and Meng Xian worried about her from the side. She didn't expect that Qiao Xia was Li Hui's fiance, it was too explosive. But it must be depressing for Qiao Xia, she had never seen Qiao Xia drink so much before.

"Xia Xia, stop drinking." Although Meng Xian was curious, she didn't ask any questions, and drank some with Qiao Xia before stopping. It was hard to Qiao Xia, and Meng Xian was helpless when she was finally drunk, "There are no two-legged frogs, but there are men with two legs everywhere, isn't this good, let's change one."

"Men ......" Qiao Xia burped, "Clearly ...... have three legs."

Meng Xian, "......"

"Enough, don't drink, don't drink, I'll send you home." Meng Xian supported Qiao Xia, but just after two steps she stumbled, she did not pay attention to her feet stumbled a step, causing Qiao Xia to fall.

Qiao Xia was drunk and dizzy, and her stomach felt awful. Meng Xian wanted to catch her but she was too late. However, the expected crash did not happen, and Qiao Xia instead fell into the arms of an oncoming man.

The bodyguard dressed in black behind him stepped up to get rid of Qiao Xia, not before she raised her head and smiled stupidly at the man she bumped into, and the man stopped his bodyguard from doing anything.

"Fourth Young Master?"

The man waved his hand, his eyes on Qiao Xia's face, with a trace of surprise sweeping through his deep eyes. Qiao Xia foolishly kissed him, "Honey, how about I dance for you?"

"I want to give my husband a lap dance ......"

Man, "......"

Meng Xian, "......"

Qiao Xia let go of the man, swaying and twisting her waist, her feet dancing to the music in the bar as she stripped. She was charming, yet she looked fragile as well, just like a porcelain doll.

The alcohol lined her cheeks with red, attracting illict thoughts. The bodyguard's eyes widened, this girl was really too much, twisting her body like this, she was clearly drunk.

Qiao Xia took off her jacket, dash raised his hand and threw it away, then pulled her buttons, Meng Xian whose jaw fell to the ground finally snapped out of it, panickedly running over to hug her, "Xia Xia, stop ......"

"I don't want to, I want to dance for my husband." Qiao Xia giggled.

Dance your head, you dance is ** ah sister.

"Sir, I'm sorry, my friend is drunk, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry ......" Qiao Xia's stomach was already upset, now Meng Xian was also shaking her around. The man was about to speak, sbut he was suddenly greeted with Qiao Xia vomitting all over him.

Meng Xian, "......"

The bodyguard, "......"

Once she was done, the silly and limp Qiao Xia leaned against Meng Xian with an innocent look on her. Meng Xian face is green, she just wanted to throw away Qiao Xia and dig a hole for herself.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......" Meng Xian ignored Qiao Xia's jacket and the man's gloomy face, dragging Qiao Xia out of the bar and fled. Qiao Xia likes to dance ** when she is drunk*, and calls random people her husband.

"Qiao Xia!" the man looked at the digusting vomit on his body with extreme coldness.

His bodyguard behind him pretended that nothing had happened.

Meng Xian was Qiao Xia's colleague, but she did not know where Qiao Xia lived, and had to take her to her home, which took more than an hour. Qiao Xia only confused awake a little, Meng Xian found her a set of clean clothes to let her go to the bathroom to freshen up.

Qiao Xia started her internship at the beginning of the year and was hired directly after graduation. They worked together for a year, and in Meng Xian's opinion, Qiao Xia was a girl of both strength and softness, strong when she encountered strength, able to bend and stretch, and always with a bright smile. No one in the office likes Qiao Xia except her, and they say Qiao Xia is a green tea whore, a newcomer to the company, taking the headlines for half a year, which is indeed cynical.

Meng Xian suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and heard a cry.

Qiao Xia was wearing thin pajamas, curled up alone on the balcony, low and sad cries come one after another from her, the December night is as cold as frost, the sight made Meng Xian hearbroken.

She did not want to disturb Qiao Xia, however, the cold day, it wasn't worth it to get a cold, she turned on the lights and took a jacket out, without saying anything, covered Qiao Xia, Qiao Xia face was tear stained, her eyes red and swollen, she didn't know how long she'd been crying.

"Xian Xian, I'm so sad ......" Qiao Xia sobbed, Meng Xian pulled her back in, yet she didn't know how to comfort her. She understood the pain of emotional betrayal, but for Qiao Xia who was outwardly stoic, the indifferent she pretended to be, the more holes there were in her heart.

"It will always pass. It's good to know what kind of person he is." Meng Xian said. Meng Xian said, "My friend's boyfriend is an interior designer, annual salary of several million, driving a sports car, handsome, you see how philandering he is, men are the same."

"We have known each other since childhood, more than ten years of relationship." Qiao Xia covered her eyes with one hand, unable to hold back the tears, "He could have cheated with anyone, why did it have to be with my cousin? He knows how much I hate her."

"Well, do not cry, do not cry, Xia Xia is so beautiful and capable, there's no need to worry about finding a better man than him. Later bring a better man to show off in front of your sister, that way she'll be eating your leftovers.

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