The Young Matriarch
Chapter 628 - Chapter 628 Chapter 628 How about you make a pact with me as

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: How about you make a pact with me as my Dao companion? Chapter 628: Chapter 628: How about you make a pact with me as my Dao companion? In a private booth on the second floor of the Beauty Teahouse, a girl in a black gauze dress lay sprawled on the soft cushions, her waterfall-like white hair cascading down carelessly, her face and posture brimming with seduction, marked by a touch of red on her forehead.

Despite being full of allure, there was a hint of innocence deep in her eyes, creating an indescribable charm when mixed together.

She was holding a pillow, eating melon seeds.

Standing beside her was an elegant old maid with a worried expression, “Miss Qiuqiu, you’re out to find a mate, not to play.”

Su Qiuqiu coquettishly replied, “Maid, a mate has to be beautiful too, I’m looking.”

Her coquettishness, naive and endearing in itself, turned irresistibly charming when it came from her.

Su Qiuqiu took out a mirror from her bag, looked at her face, and sighed as she gently stroked her cheek, “The biggest failure of my life might be that I can’t kiss my own face, right?”

“Why would there be a woman as beautiful as me in this world?”

The maid: “…Finding a mate is the priority.”

Su Qiuqiu stuck out her tongue playfully, a gesture that would be full of desire in the eyes of a man.

She got up with the pillow in her arms and looked out the window, murmuring to herself, “Is there really anyone in this world as beautiful as me? There couldn’t be, right? I… Hm?”

The girl in the black dress’s eyes suddenly lit up, reflecting the handsome profile of a man in her pupils, his eyebrows sharp and proud like a hawk’s.

There was one!

Duan Feihan sat in the booth, expressionlessly stuffing all the snacks in the room into his million-dollar mouth, drinking tea indifferently.

The waitress standing beside him was blushing and trembling slightly as she held the tea tray.

“Where’s your boss? When will they arrive?” Duan Feihan asked in a deep voice.

The waitress opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, the door creaked open from the outside, and the girl in the black gauze dress walked in. The indescribable scent emanating from her made Duan Feihan frown slightly as he instinctively covered his nose.

The clash of black dress and white hair was striking.

“I am the boss,” said Su Qiuqiu as she approached, eyeing Duan Feihan with an appreciative gaze.

Not bad… He’s quite good-looking, tsk tsk look at that face, those features, that jawline!

Even amongst her own people, one would struggle to find a man as handsome.

They were a perfect match!

Duan Feihan’s brows furrowed deeper, the woman in front of him was the boss?

He had researched before coming, and the boss wasn’t supposed to be a woman.

Duan Feihan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and before he could speak, the black-clad girl in front of him looked into his eyes with an excited glint, asking somewhat bashfully, “Sorry, may I ask you a question, sir?”

“Is that face of yours natural or the result of cosmetic surgery?”

Su Qiuqiu blinked at him, increasingly alluring.

If it was natural, then they were meant to be.

If it was cosmetic surgery, then forget it.

Duan Feihan: “…It’s none of your business, I want to know where Duan Xiuqi is?”

Upon hearing that name, Su Qiuqiu said, “Duan Xiuqi? I know him, he’s a big star in the entertainment industry, probably hasn’t had any work done on his face, and has softer features. I prefer men with a robust and spirited look like yours.”

A chill flashed through Duan Feihan’s eyes, his body emanating an intense gloom.

Su Qiuqiu even stepped closer to him and asked directly, “I think you’re very handsome, how about becoming my mate?”