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Zhao Yi looked at the handsome and dignified man with a warm smile on his lips.
"Didn't you put red dates?"
Song Xiaolan did not avoid her eyes. Sister Hua explained yesterday that Director Zhao has good contacts in the circle, so he should be more polite to them.
But how can such a cold and beautiful woman smile so warmly? The pendulum clock in his heart struck heavily, and Zhao Yi's appearance in cheongsam broke into his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it. Rainy night, cheongsam, Zhao Yi, never let him down.
He felt bored, and he didn't know how much effort he had put in to suppress that charm. He glanced at her lightly and then retracted, pretending not to look at her.
"I don't like red dates."
Zhao Yi is wearing high heels, stilettos, she likes them. The lower body is a pair of hips, light blue with lace. Lined with high heels, the whole leg shape is very sultry.
Song Xiaolan's eyes fell on her lap unconsciously.
It's not that he has bad intentions, it's that Zhao Yi is too charming.
Zhao Yi seemed to be very serious, and nodded: "Red dates nourish blood and qi, you really can't drink them."
When Song Xiaolan heard this, her ears turned red and she got up to leave.
She is too contradictory.
How could someone have a financial backer and be so blatantly charming?
"You don't seem to like me."
Zhao Yi said lightly. She has long been used to disliking others. Those who cooperated were polite to her in front of others, but scolded her like a thousand people behind. She just laughed, no matter how many times she was told, she would not lose a piece of flesh, so why bother?
Song Xiaolan didn't turn her head, her back was facing Zhao Yi. As a newcomer, do you like directing? Not quite right. Play your play today, what about tomorrow?
"Director Zhao misunderstood."
Zhao Yi nodded politely, with a distant smile: "Oh".
Her "oh" included all her depressed emotions, Song Xiaolan heard it, and didn't leave, she turned her head and looked at her.
"There are many people who like Director Zhao."
Yes, there are many people who like you, Ah Chen, your benefactor!
Zhao Yi is also very generous, looking past his eyes, wanting to see into his heart. Ever since she was a child, she had never seen such a cold man. She wanted to see whether it was his coldness or her charm.
Song Xiaolan will not let her succeed, she wants to sneak into him, whimsical. As soon as Zhao Yi met his eyes, he changed into a cold and unapproachable expression.
Zhao Yiqi, this is the first time, she is really angry, so she simply changed the subject, "Your thermos is very nice, where did you buy it? I'll buy one too."
Song Xiaolan: "Taobao."
Zhao Yi's volume dropped: "Oh". Then she rushed away before Song Xiaolan.
He seems to have upset the director again.
Song Xiaolan walked behind her, the fragrance wafting from her body was very nice, he had never smelled it on other women. This is a clear fragrance, but mixed with the musky fragrance that mature women love, it is unreliable and too close, and it is easy to lose yourself. He slowed down, keeping his distance from her.
¡ª¡ª"Did you drink coffee and go abroad? Stayed so long!"
Rococo stuck his head out of the window on the second floor and shouted at Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi didn't look up or look at her, and replied, "Here we are."
When Luo Keke saw Song Xiaolan behind Zhao Yi, the bluff expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a slight frown.
This bad woman actually went to hook up with newcomers!
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? Song Xiaolan went into the shed and tried on salt-based clothes, and everyone agreed that the last one was better. Zhao Yi didn't know what to do, listened to everyone's opinions, and finally finalized the abstinence department.
The staff were packing up the equipment, Zhao Yi's high heels were too thin, Rococo kicked her out, and she simply left work.
When I came out, it was already evening, and there was only a little bit of the afterglow of the setting sun, lazily scattered on the ground and branches.
Zhao Yi was walking on the road in high heels.
Song Xiaolan watched her from the window on the second floor.
Afterglow hit a graceful woman, she stepped lightly on the ground, her footprints crossed slightly, and her hip-wrapping skirt swayed up and down rhythmically.
It's really beautiful, like the people who came out of Jiangnan oil paintings.
"Xiaolan?"
"Xiaolan?"
Ah Chen is looking for him. Reluctantly, he withdrew his eyes, turned and left.
As soon as the two went downstairs, they stopped at the same time.
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A Phantom was parked downstairs. It belongs to Brother Qi.
theBrother Qi has been back for a few days. Every day after finishing his business, he would find Zhao Yi and take Zhao Yi to eat delicious food everywhere. She never accepts anything she buys, and she remembers the accounts of the studio clearly. If he wanted to treat her well, he could only treat the little girl in this way. Zhao Yi is also a person who loves to eat, she never cares about her image in front of Brother Qi, and eats as much as she wants.
Today, on the way, I came to pick up Zhao Yi.
Brother Qi didn't come down, he rolled down the car window and waved to Zhao Yi.
Under the afterglow, Song Xiaolan struggled to see, but he still wanted to see clearly what kind of benefactor could own Zhao Yi.
In fact, she is not old, she is well maintained, and looks like she is in her early forties.
Song Xiaolan seemed to feel less nausea in her heart. But seeing Zhao Yi's legs slowly walking towards the car, she felt disgusted and turned back, turning her head away from looking in that direction.
The rainy night and the cheongsam are enough for him to suffer, and with the afterglow and stiletto high heels just now, it is only a matter of time before the fire in his heart breaks out. But when Brother Qi appeared, his heart was like ten thousand ants eating his heart again.
He can't overdo it.
He silently recited these words countless times in his heart.
Ah Chen's eyebrows brightened: "This is Zhao Yi's nobleman!"
Your Excellency.
snort.
Song Xiaolan's clear expression concealed disgust.
"You really know how to use words."
Ah Chen pushed him with his elbow and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Song Xiaolan didn't bother to talk to him, and walked towards the nanny's car by herself.
Zhao Yi got into the car, and when she saw Song Xiaolan's figure and Ah Chen's respectful nod after bumping into an ulterior secret, her heart tightened.
I found the reason why Song Xiaolan didn't like her.
Her eyes were sore, and her heart was also filled with pain.
Song Xiaolan's attitude towards her was the most normal in this circle. But so what? Where are they clean? For the sake of her dreams, she is upright, neither stealing nor robbing, and never sleeping with newcomers
She never cared what other people thought of her.
But Song Xiaolan is different.
He was the one she was looking for.
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