My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 131

The waiter came over with the coffee and the man quickly put the money into his pocket.

Venus Mu smiled with her head down, stirring the coffee in her cup. After the waiter left, she said, “I want you to keep this a secret.”

The man patted his chest and said, “Miss Qiao, don’t worry. The first thing we need to do is to be honest. To9here will never be a fourth person to know about this matter other than you and me and Mr. Nangong.”

Venus’s fingers holding the spoon moved, Mr. Nangong? Hao Nangong?

She shouldn’t be surprised, for Hao and Xinyou were already in the same boat.

“Well, good.” Venus smiled softly.

The man stared at her smile for a few seconds, then lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

“Miss Qiao, I’ll leave first.” The man got up and took his leave.

Venus suddenly thought of something and called him, “Wait a minute.”

“What? Anything else?”

Venus was wearing a grim smile, “To guarantee my interests, please delete my number.”

The man frowned, “What do you mean, Miss Qiao?”

“I just want to feel safe. Don’t worry, if there’s any cooperation in the future, I’ll call you, but I don’t want to... “Venus didn’t finish her sentence, but she thought the man should know what she meant.

In order to prevent him from calling Xinyou, she had to make him delete the call, otherwise she would be exposed.

“You guys are rich, but are really cowards!” The man muttered and then took out his phone. After finding Xinyou’ s number, he walked up to Venus and said, “See? I’ll delete it!”

Seeing him delete the familiar phone number with her own eyes, she stretched out her hands and said, “Glad to work with you.”

The man froze, but still shook her small hand and smiled a little nastily, “Me too. Miss Qiao, if you need anything in the future, remember to call me.”

“Okay, I’ll remember that. Go ahead, I’d like to sit for a while longer.” Venus withdrew her hand, for she didn’t want the man to see her limp.

“OK, Miss Qiao, goodbye.”

Seeing the man out of the café, Venus then got up quickly and called a cab to the center hospital.

She did a good job today, so there wouldn’t be a flaw.

Even if Kerry or Xinyou came to investigate, they would find nothing.

In the car, Mu Venus took off her sunglasses and hat and wiped the lipstick off her mouth, revealing her innocent face.

After the follow-up visit, Venus sat in the empty hospital room and took out the thing that she had spent five thousand.

Inside the envelope was indeed more than ten photos. Venus took a look at, feeling somewhat familiar.

On the first one was Xinyou coming out of the CK International Hotel and the second one was the 1026 number, with the time printed on it. Venus was stunned when she saw the date on it, a date that she would always remember, always remind herself not to trust Zihang Lu, because it was the day she was sold by this scum.

Then Venus buried herself in work after saying this. Now, her main goal was to get the main side of the Style Magazine, so there was no spare time to fight with her.

Seeing her ignoring her, Xinyou fidgeted with her phone, as if she was waiting for a call from someone.

She must be still waiting for that IT guy’s call. Venus thought to herself. Fortunately, she got it.

At four o’clock, Meiling He informed of a departmental meeting.

“Last time, we talked about the cooperation with Style Magazine. Now, talk about your progress.” Meiling raised her eyelids to have a look at Venus and said, “Venus, you and Xinyou are newcomers. Let’s start with you guys.”

Venus had been working hard for the past few days and had a lot of things stored in her brain. She organized her words and said, “My design this time mainly wants to add China’s traditional culture,

such as blue flowers, embroidery, and Chinese frog.”

A colleague interrupted her, “But Style is an international fashion magazine, so if it’s too traditional that it will look rustic.”

Venus also thought of this question and calmly said, “I’ve thought about this, but with the development of our country, our traditional culture is being accepted by more foreigners. I want to convey not only my ideas through my designs, but also the beautiful things of our country.”

Many colleagues here showed their appreciation, but some questioned, “But you can’t catch the eye of Style with tradition alone, for it’ s an international magazine.”

“Well, you’re right, so I plan to design with fashion in mind, with our traditional stuff playing a key embellishing role to provide the finishing touch.”

Meiling’ s indifferent face showed a few rare hints of smile, “Well, that’s a good idea. How’s the design? “