The President’s Five Children

Mizuki nodded, “Of course I know, but what will Mr. Newman thank me with if I take you there?”

“If you need to be paid for this matter, your favor is too expensive and will only make me go around you in the future.” Bruno said coldly.

How big of a deal is it to ask for a favor?

“But even if my favor is cheap, it doesn’t necessarily mean Mr. Newman that you’ll bump into me every day.” Mizuki smiled and opened her mouth.

It’s going to make Bruno dislike and loathe him anyway, so might as well get a little something in return from it.

At least it would make sense in her mind.

“…”

It was the first time Bruno had seen a woman like this, and there was really no other way, so he took a card out of his pocket.

“A friend gave it to me last time.”

It was a beauty card, famous for its chain of stores all over the world.

Although there was no amount written on it, but it could be given away with at least several hundred thousand dollars of balance in it.

Mizuki immediately took it, and printed a red . Lips, “I see what you mean Mr. Newman, it’s because you hope I can dress up properly so you’ll like it more right?”

Bruno doesn’t respond to that, “Where is she?”

“How heartless, what’s the point of responding to me.” Mizuki pouts, “She’s in Little Count’s room, let me take you there.”

Taking Bruno with her, Mizuki went to Mordecai’s room.

Standing still at the door, she turns her head to Bruno, “You can’t go in, wait a moment, I’ll go call her out now.”

With those words, one step and three twists of her back, she heads inside.

When he reached Mordecai’s bed, he found Yembi busily testing the cardiac monitor, with a sterile gown over her body, in a scrupulous attempt to do so.

“Don’t be busy,” Mizuki called to her, “Mr. Newman is here to pick you up.”

Upon hearing this, Yembi’s body instantly stiffened, “No way, how could he possibly know I’m here?”

“Thanks to me, of course,” Mizuki replied with a smirk, “Mr. Newman gave me a beauty card, and when I was happy, I told him about you.”

Yembi’s eyes reddened with anger, “This is between me and Bruno, who are you to interfere, and why did he give you something for a good reason?”

“I’m not so sure about that,” Mizuki replied, “Maybe he thought I could be prettier or wanted to show me favor!”

She said as she pulled out the beauty card and fanned it gently next to her face.

“But I think it’s you who needs this beauty card more than me, so if you need it, take it!” .

Mizuki handed the beauty card to Yembi, and made a point to put the side with her red . Mizuki handed the card to Yembi, and purposely turned the side with her red lips on it upwards.

Just in case Yembi couldn’t see it.

Those charming eyes were full of provocation and triumph.

Yembi stared for a while, then suddenly smiled, and very naturally took that card, “Alright, since you’ve said so, then I won’t be polite.”

“You … “Mizuki didn’t expect that Yembi would really take it, and couldn’t react for a moment.

As a matter of common sense, Yembi couldn’t possibly take the card even if she wasn’t annoyed.

The plot went wrong, didn’t it!

“What’s wrong?” Yembi even asked her back, “Wasn’t it you who wanted to give me the card, now you regret it?”

After a pause she shrugged her shoulders again, “There’s no use regretting it, it’s mine if you give it to me, but red . Lips thing don’t just print it, because it’s useless even if you do.

It doesn’t mean the card is yours, it only proves you’re coveting it.”

Yembi pontificated, wiping off the lip print on it to reveal the engraving underneath.

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