The rich and famous: Chen Shao, love lightly

She asked back and Song Ziyi was speechless.

Seeing her agitation, Song Ziyi also knew that he had asked something that shouldn't be asked, so instead he bowed his head and suffered bitterly, without saying a word.

Looking at Song Ziyi's appearance, An Yixuan knew that what she said was a bit serious, and she also knew that her lies were a little bit serious, but she could only do this in order not to let others misunderstand her, and for a comfortable life in the future!

"I'm sorry, Young Master Song. I have to interview a few companies this afternoon. Can I go back first?" Yixuan didn't want to stay here any longer, as if the longer she stayed with her, the more pimples she felt in her heart, especially Anqin, who was not far away. Is Yao still looking at this side, making her feel unnatural.

If she finds out the problem, things will be difficult to handle.

Song Ziyi wiped his mouth and wanted to say something to her, but he didn't know what to say, so he nodded and said, "I'll take you there."

An Yixuan looked at the other party helplessly, indeed, since she had no money, she might as well let him send her there.

"Thank you..." An Yixuan smiled sincerely at him. In fact, she didn't hate him, because this man was not as powerful as others, but he was very personable, and he had to be said to be a good man.

Song Ziyi didn't say much, he seemed to have a grudge in his heart, he knew that the girl next to him had a big secret in his heart, but if she didn't want to say it, then don't tell her.

A luxurious car appeared in front of the two of them again, and drove to where she wanted to go. This time it was a clothing company, and she was an editor. The degree of beauty is not very high.

Sometimes she can appreciate the beauty but can't take care of herself, which is too troublesome. She would rather keep it simple and not have to spend her mind on her body.

It's not that she wants to show off and make herself look so beautiful.

The car stopped at the company where she was going to interview, An Yixuan smiled at Song Ziyi, and said, "Master Song, thank you today, I will go in first."

"Wait a minute..." Song Ziyi took the other's hand for an unprecedented time, and looked at her with a reluctant look.

An Yixuan looked at his hands, then looked into his eyes, suddenly lowered her head in embarrassment, and said evasively, "Master Song, it's time for you to let go."

"Xuanxuan, since it's your interview, can I give you a gift?"

There was a bit of pleading in Song Ziyi's eyes, he was afraid that the other party would refuse, he knew that this girl was informal but she would never accept gifts casually.

An Yixuan was a little at a loss, this man's behavior today was really hard for her to resist, she looked at him helplessly, and didn't know how to refuse, after all, it was his kindness.

"That, I..."

"Don't refuse me, promise me." Song Ziyi looked at her, then pulled her hand out of the car.

It was difficult for An Yixuan to break free from the hand held by him. Fortunately, there were not many acquaintances in this area, so she stopped struggling and let him take her to where he wanted to go.

Arriving at the door of a clothing store, Yixuan looked at the signboard. Isn't this a big fashion brand under the name of the "fashion I call the shots" that she applied for a few days ago? It's frighteningly high. It can be said that a piece of clothing is a year's salary for an ordinary person.