The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

No one knew what Kang Songshi heard on the phone, but she was so frightened that she dropped her phone. She subconsciously glanced at Morpheus Yang, then looked at Hei Huomian with tears in her eyes, and opened her mouth to beg for mercy.

Hei Huomian's tone remained indifferent:

"The Hei family has its own way of entertaining guests. Excuse me."

After saying this, he turned around and left with Bai Shuiru.

Murphys Yang took two steps forward, looked at Bai Shuiru and explained apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Shuiru, I do appreciate your design talent, so I recommended your jewelry to them just now..."

Hei Huomian suddenly stopped and turned to face Morpheus Yang, speaking in an extremely cold tone, as if he had placed a sharp knife on her neck.

Even Murphys Yang, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but take a step back.

"As expected of Murphys Yang, he discovered her talent for jewelry design so quickly."

"It's just that Bai Shuiru is a formal employee of my Mingxin Group who has signed a contract in black and white. Her designs are naturally signed to me, Mingxin."

Hei Huomian rarely raised the corners of his lips and gave Morpheus Yang a sarcastic smile without hesitation.

"You don't think that you are the only one who can guide her and make her famous, do you?"

Not far away, Hei Zhan Ze, holding his beloved wife Jing Youxi's hand, looked towards Hei Huo Mian and called out slightly:

"Mianmian, it's your mother and I'm going to lead the dance. Will you and Shuiru join us?"

Hei Huomian looked at Morpheus Yang with a warning look for a moment, "Excuse me." Then he smiled at his parents:

"Of course Shuiru and I should be together."

The two pairs of brides from the Hei family walked into the center of the dance floor, nodded slightly to the guests present, and danced gracefully to the waltz that followed.

Kang Songshi hurried to Murphys Yang holding up her skirt, grabbed her arm, and asked anxiously:

"What should I do, Morpheus?! I just received a call from my agent, saying that all my work for the next year has been unilaterally cancelled by my partners! It must be Hei Huomian, it must be Hei Huomian who did it..."

"You keep yelling," Murphys Yang calmly said in his signature Sandie accent, "Yell louder so that Hei Huo Mian can ban you completely."

Kang Songshi was startled for a moment, then she grabbed her hair with both hands, not caring at all that the heavy makeup on her face was beginning to melt away with tears, and she muttered in a sobbing voice:

"Then what should I do?! Morpheus, you promised to sign me as the global spokesperson and exclusive model of Dreamland..."

"My condition is 'after the matter is completed'. Do you think I have achieved my goal now?"

“Murphys Yang, you can’t do this to me, I, I will go…”.

"Don't expect to go to Hei Huo Mian and testify against me. If I'm not doing well, don't expect to continue to stay in the fashion industry."

Morpheus Yang raised his chin arrogantly and glanced at Kang Songshi.

"Still not out of my sight?"

Morpheus Yang crossed his arms and stood there indifferently watching Hei Huo Mian and Bai Shui Ru dancing and laughing on the dance floor. He opened his thin lips and said sarcastically:

"I didn't expect that he would be one step ahead of me."

One of the two assistants standing behind her advised:

"Morpheus, why do you feel sorry for her? She's just a little girl selling cheap DIY accessories."

Morpheus Yang didn't even glance at the other person, and kept his chin slightly raised in a haughty manner, and rebuked:

"So after all these years, you can still only be my assistants."

"Can't you see that they are in love with each other?"

When the two assistants heard the gossip, their eyes lit up and they nodded repeatedly as if trying to show off.

"That's all you can see. You don't see that not only is the window paper between the two of them still not broken, but even the girl may not be aware of her own feelings."

"However, she had already unknowingly responded to his feelings for her silently through that collar."

“That Bai Shuiru has not received any professional systematic training, but she is already able to perfectly express her rich and abundant emotions through design.

On the other hand, today’s luxury brands that boast of their unique designs only focus on showing the luxury of the jewelry, just for the sake of brand premium, while ignoring the most hidden potential value of jewelry.”

"So if I can sign her when she first comes to the fore, then all her works in the future will belong to my 'dreamland'!"

Hei Huomian and Bai Shuiru were dancing on the dance floor, thinking they were being low-key, but they never imagined that they were attracting more attention than the protagonists of tonight's banquet.

Hei Huomian could feel the petite girl's rapid breathing and slight trembling due to anger and excitement early in the morning.

"Sorry, I'm late again."

"I just saw confidence, arrogance, and murderous intent in your eyes. I shouldn't have misjudged you: you want to face it alone, and you are capable of facing it alone."

Even though his eyes were covered by sunglasses, she could still easily read the apology and self-blame, care and...

Bai Shuiru shook her head. In addition to understanding and ease, her smile also showed dependence and pride:

"No, the fact that I can be treated as a distinguished guest by the Hei family and debate with a group of ladies in the banquet hall of Sucong Manor is the best support and confidence for me."

Hei Huomian couldn't help but smile softly, but only for a brief moment, and then his lips straightened again.

"You will forgive me for this, but for another, you may not be so quick..."

He quickly lowered his head, then looked cautiously at the little girl dancing with him, with worry and caution in his eyes.

"You want to send the dough sticks away?"

"of course not."

"Okay, I'm not kidding anymore, I'm serious."

The little girl smiled and patted the man's strong arm gently.

"I don't mean to block your chances of achieving more."

Bai Shuiru quickly understood what Hei Huomian meant, nodded solemnly, and responded:

"I believe you, Black Fire Mian."

"I think you should have heard about the history of Murphys Yang's rise to wealth."

Having said that, Hei Huomian led Bai Shuiru to spin in a circle following dance steps, and the little girl subconsciously took this opportunity to quickly glance at Murphys Yang.

Murphys Yang, who had been standing at the edge of the dance floor, raised his glass and smiled at the two of them.

"She is an extremely ambitious woman, which is the main reason why I invested in her in the first place."

"As a partner, this is an advantage. However, as a mentor, she may not be suitable."

"You mean," Bai Shuiru sensitively caught some hints in Hei Huomian's words, pondered the wording, and finally decided to vaguely summarize it as:

"She will... do something bad to me?"

"In recent years, in order to consolidate and expand the market share of his wedding dress brand, Murphys Yang has long been dissatisfied with only being able to use Ming Xin's Fire Whisper jewelry for his wedding dresses and other clothing. So he took advantage of the loophole in the contract to establish his own jewelry accessories department in Dreamland, selling jewelry together with wedding dresses."

Bai Shuiru used Hei Huomian's figure to shield himself, glanced at the person in question, and sighed:

The person who can poach Hei Huomian is certainly not an ordinary person.

"So this is why Murphys Yang wants to win me over?"

Bai Shuiru couldn't help but feel a little complacent:

My little "design" has become popular among international brands?

Bai Shuiru, you can't be proud, you must be humble, modest!

"Two years ago, when I was inspecting Dreamland, I personally received a report from Murphys Yang that she had plagiarized her intern's design. However, because there was no solid evidence, Murphys Yang falsely accused the other party of defamation."

Bai Shuiru chewed on Hei Huomian's words and responded slowly:

"You mean, the one who reported Murphys Yang was a ghost? The original author?"

"Very close."

Hei Huomian sighed weakly, "I was so scared at that time!" His eyes towards the girl were extremely resentful.

Bai Shuiru even vaguely heard him mutter:

"I don't know where you were hiding at that time!"

"At that time, of course I hid in the mountains..." Bai Shuiru interrupted the word "hole" in time, cleared his throat, and continued:

"Go on, please!"

"The original author is indeed a ghost. He felt that his talent was not appreciated during his lifetime, and he was still unwilling to let his hard work be buried after his death, so he used the way we are familiar with -".

"Dream!"

Black Huomian nodded and continued:

"The original designer showed his design to the dream of the intern who was just starting out and had just entered the dream state. The intern was not the designer. He just finished the design draft in one go after waking up. Naturally, there would be no evidence of the first draft or revised draft."

"Of course, the human judiciary will not recognize ghosts and dreams; and the original manuscripts were burned by the original designer Piao himself before his death."

"Moreover, the original designer happened to draw a lucky lot and got the chance to drink Meng Po soup and reincarnate in advance."

Bai Shuiru tilted her head slightly, staring at Hei Huomian with a suspicious look, but her tone was very sure:

“This matter will not just end like this.”

With Hei Huomian’s personality, that wouldn’t happen.

Having gained understanding and affirmation, Hei Huomian curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

"I order Murphys Yang to publish the work under the name of the original author Gone with the Wind within a limited time and hand over the profits he deserves to his parents."

"Under my arrangement, the intern went to another company to complete his internship. However, after this incident, he felt that he had no talent, so he changed his career."

Bai Shuiru nodded with a slight sigh.

The smile on Hei Huo Mian's lips became even wider.

"In November of this year, the contract between Ming Xin and Meng Jing will expire."

Bai Shuiru heard the deep meaning in his words, and immediately moved her lips, trying to suppress the upturned corners of her lips, then frowned and asked worriedly:

"However, will this not be beneficial to the development of Mingxin Jewelry and Fashion?"

"Pretending."

The man laughed and scolded softly, then continued:

"This time, Murphys Yang will come to design dresses for mom and you. She heard the news from somewhere and then took the initiative to ask mom repeatedly."

"You've done your best." Bai Shuiru raised her hand and gently patted Hei Huomian's arm as a comfort.

"Many times, even if you are at the pinnacle of wealth and power, it is not necessarily easy. There will always be people with various intentions towards you who will do whatever it takes to get close to you."

Bai Shuiru recalled: She heard from the maid that Heihuo Mian's dress designer Taylor was terminated by Heihuo Mian, and that Taylor was recently sued by the wealthy man's powerful wife for "harassing" the wealthy man.

Speaking of which, Heihuo Mian's temperament is very similar to Muxian's.

Her eyes and eyebrows lit up instantly as she realized something.

"Let me make a bold guess," the white water seemed to be condensed in the black fire, and it seemed that it was a little shy and wanted to hide:

"Did the Dark Emperor Mu Xian set up the 'Spokesperson for the Underworld' because of this incident? He wants to gradually show and confirm the true existence of the Underworld to the human world?"

The surprise in Hei Huo Mian's eyes did not last long, and then he asked carefully and slowly:

"The Hades did have this idea. What do you think?"

"It's right to seek benefits for the people of the underworld."

Hei Huomian unconsciously leaned forward to whisper in her ear, his Adam's apple rising and falling briefly due to his uneasiness and the words that were about to come out:

"Then do you feel that you seem to have a better understanding of Mu Xian?"

Bai Shuiru nodded, turned her head and whispered in his ear, smiled and lowered her voice, adding:

"Before I knew that Li Wai was the 'spokesperson for the underworld', I thought Mu Xian was prematurely aged and had Alzheimer's!"

The corners of Hei Huomian's lips twitched, and he tightened his strong arms around the girl's waist as a punishment, bringing her fragrant body closer to him.

As he wished, he caught the glimpse of a rosy glow appearing on her little face a little slower than before, and he curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

The next moment, he bit his tongue again, frowned, and relaxed his arms, allowing the two of them to maintain the distance that was previously between them.

Bai Shuiru's face turned slightly red, and to divert her attention she looked up at the gorgeous, huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

“In fact, it was more fun to dance around the bonfire on the ranch that night. The sky was full of stars, brighter than diamonds and crystals.”

Hei Huomian couldn't help but blurt out: "Did you often dance in the past?"

There was clearly some sourness in the question.

The dance partner is that Min Ying?

Bai Shuiru pursed her lips and replied:

"The moment I entered the Zhong family, Mrs. Zhong arranged for me to learn the etiquette, musical instruments, and dances that a lady from a noble family must know, in order to prepare for the engagement ceremony in half a month."

Upon hearing this, Hei Huomian subconsciously looked for Mrs. Zhong, Liao Minrou, in the crowd. His dance steps immediately became messed up and he almost stepped on Bai Shuiru's foot. Then he bumped his back against the man behind him.

"Feel sorry."

Hei Zhan Ze and Jing You Xi happened to dance lightly beside the two men. Jing You Xi immediately shook his head and looked at his eldest son with contempt:

"Hei Huo Mian, you really embarrassed me!"

Bai Shuiru's face immediately turned red, and she said, "Yes, I messed up the rhythm."

Jing Youxi suddenly became happy again, "Oh~! Hei Huomian, I underestimated you!"

The couple smiled at each other and returned to the center of the dance floor.

The little girl patted the man's arm again in comfort, stuck out her tongue, and said:

"It's okay. I only took the crash course for half a month."

"Then I will definitely rely on you as my dance partner!"

"By the way, that night you used a rope to descend vertically from the third floor to save me. Although it was very brave and fearless, it still posed a safety hazard. Don't do this again in the future."

"It's okay, Brother Min Ying taught me when I was in high school..."

Hearing this, Hei Huo Mian unconsciously narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and his tone became more domineering:

"Shui Ru, I'm older than you. When will you call me 'brother'? Let me hear it."

"Huomian...Boss."

Although Hei Huomian had expected the straight-laced woman's flattering answer, he still clenched his jaws helplessly and gave a shallow but long smile in response.

"Later, I will find a way to make you call me 'brother'."

Before Bai Shuiru could ask further questions, the song had already ended, and she hurriedly pulled Hei Huomian to the dining area.

"Hurry up, that little cake is delicious. If you're a step late it will be gone."

The man let the little girl hold his hand, and he walked at a leisurely pace, even intentionally slowing down her pace.

It feels like holding a kite.

"Bai Shuiru, my family always gives you plenty of food, how come you look like you've been hungry for several lifetimes?"

"Usually I'm the only one eating this, but today someone was trying to snatch it from me. It's so delicious."

Hei Huomian was just sneering and shaking her head, and before she could remind the petite figure to turn around and smile at her, a drink held by a socialite who turned around spilled all over her dress.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

The lady obviously recognized Hei Huomian. She was already feeling apologetic, and when she saw the unhappy look on his face, she became even more frightened and even took two or three steps back.

"It's okay, it's okay, just wash it off."

Bai Shuiru took the towel handed to her by the maid and soaked the juice on her dress, then looked at Hei Huomian.

"I'm going to the bathroom to wash up."

"You should change into something else. Why wash it? It's just a skirt."

Heihuo Mian Yiyi followed her all the way to the door of the guest restroom on the first floor, where she stopped.

Bai Shuiru stood on tiptoe and touched his Ascot gentleman's knot with his fingertips.

"If I change, you and I won't be pretending to be brother and sister anymore."

The little girl winked at him, turned and went into the bathroom.

Only Hei Huomian was left standing at the door, neither laughing nor crying.

Hei Huomian was just about to wait for Bai Shuiru to come out when a male servant came over and asked:

"Master, the master and Mr. He from Jingheng want to see you."

Hei Huomian took another look at the bathroom and told a maid who happened to be passing by:

"Wait here for Miss Bai to come out and tell her that I'm going to the master's place."

Hei Huomian and Hei Zhan Ze ended their brief meeting and followed their parents back to the dance floor. Just as they were looking for Bai Shuiru, they saw the little girl walking towards them in a deep V, high-slit fiery red evening dress.

Hei Huomian's face turned red, and he lowered his eyes, then suddenly raised them and glared at Bai Shuiru who threw herself into his arms.

"You are not her."

Hei Huomian sternly pushed away the hand that was about to touch his chest and took two steps back.