After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Zuo Sichen's car was parked in the parking lot outside, a cool and flamboyant red sports car.

As soon as the car key was pressed, the hood of the sports car was opened, and the door was lifted upwards. Many people looked at them.

Human beings love to watch live action, regardless of nationality.

Zuo Sichen pointed at the co-driver, "Get in the car!"

Jiang Cuocuo didn't want to be stared at, so she got into the car.

"Let me down from the front, you can buy the mobile phone yourself, and I will transfer the money to you." Jiang Cuo wrongly said that he wanted to transfer the money.

Zuo Sichen said: "I threw away my mobile phone, how can I collect your money? Buy the mobile phone with me personally, don't even think about running away!"

Jiang Cuocuo: "..."

Zuo Sichen stepped on the accelerator and ran all the way, the wind whistling in Jiang Cuo Cuo's ears.

Her hair was messed up, and she was depressed.

It's really unlucky to meet such an incomprehensible second-generation ancestor today.

After finally waiting for Zuo Sichen to stop the car, Jiang Cuocuo felt that he was blown stupid by the wind.

Zuo Sichen is crazy, he drives a convertible sports car.

"Hey, why don't you cry?" Zuo Sichen was quite surprised.

"What's there to cry about?" Jiang Cuo was speechless.

"That's right, you are so fierce, you just kick someone when you see someone, and it's really impossible to cry for such a trivial thing as blowing cold wind."

"Then you were sitting in the airport crying alone, did you get dumped?" Zuo Sichen asked with narrowed eyes.

"..." Jiang Cuo couldn't help but glared at him, "You're wrong, I didn't cry, it's just that there is dust in my eyes."

Zuo Sichen said, "To deny it means that it is true."

"..." It sounded like a psychologist.

"Why are you at the airport?" Jiang Cuo changed the topic by mistake.

"Tsk, change the subject." Zuo Sichen said without any formality: "I'm planning to go back to China. You dropped my phone just now, so I don't plan to go back."

Jiang Cuocuo wanted to roll his eyes again, "Then let's go, buy a mobile phone and catch the plane."

"I'm hungry, let's eat first." Zuo Sichen pointed to the Chinese restaurant in front, "This restaurant tastes authentic, invite me."

Jiang Cuo Cuo was not happy, "Why?"

Zuo Sichen said, "You kicked me, and my ass still hurts. This meal should be medical bills."

Jiang Cuocuo resisted the urge to complain, and tried to reason with him: "It's clear that you came to scare me first, and I thought it was a bad person, so I defended myself."

Zuo Sichen didn't want to reason: "I don't care, either go to the hospital or treat me to dinner."

"..."

Jiang made a mistake and entered the Chinese restaurant with Zuo Sichen.

Finish eating early and get rid of this annoying spirit early.

In the restaurant, Zuo Sichen ordered a large table of dishes.

"Can the two of us eat so much?" Jiang Cuocuo wondered.

Zuo Sichen said, "If you don't try them all, how do you know which dishes are authentic and delicious?"

Jiang made a mistake to remind him, "You just came in because you said that the taste of this restaurant is authentic."

Zuo Sichen thought about it without distraction, "Really? That's my memory."

"..."

The dishes came to the table one after another, Zuo Sichen really tasted the taste and stopped moving his chopsticks.

"Unpalatable." He commented.

Jiang Cuo was too lazy to care about the hypocritical him, so he ate it by himself.

Although the taste is not particularly authentic, it is very good to be able to eat this level of food abroad.

After dinner, Jiang made a mistake and said, "Go and buy a mobile phone, I still have work in the afternoon."

Zuo Sichen asked, "Work? You're not here to travel?"

Jiang Cuo Cuo didn't want to say more, "Should I buy it or not?"

"Where do you work, I'll see you off." Zuo Sichen pressed the car door.

"Do not--"

"After sending you off, I have to catch a plane, so let's forget about the phone." Zuo Sichen interrupted her refusal.

Jiang Cuo mistakenly felt that the deal was a good deal, so he nodded readily.

Zuo Sichen sent Jiang to the crew by mistake, but he really didn't embarrass her anymore, and drove away in the car.

Jiang Cuocuo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of Zuo Sichen, he was too difficult to deal with.

However, after Zuo Sichen made such a fuss, Jiang Cuocuo's depressed mood improved a lot, and he didn't dream about those messy things.

In the next few days, Jiang Cuo Cuo participated in the shooting of an advertisement in addition to filming on the catwalk.

The advertisement was filmed in a large square. During the break, music sounded in the square, which is one of my mother's favorite dance songs.

Hearing this piece, Jiang Cuocuo became interested in dancing, but started dancing with the music.

The graceful dance attracted many people to stop and watch.

This is the first dance Jiang Cuocuo learned and the first dance her mother taught her. It can be regarded as her enlightenment dance.

So Jiang Cuocuo danced quite deeply, completely immersed in the dance.

At the end of the song, Jiang made a wrong move to end, and many people around spontaneously applauded her, calling her an "Oriental Beauty".

Jiang Cuo gave her thanks generously, and when she was about to go to the crew, she suddenly felt someone staring at her.

Jiang Cuo looked at the source of his line of sight by mistake. It was a middle-aged man wearing a casual polo shirt. He was sitting on a bench with a slightly absent-minded expression.

Jiang Cuocuo thought he was a good dancer, but it was the first time that people couldn't recover for such a long time.

"Girl, please wait a moment."

Jiang Cuocuo looked back and was about to leave, but the middle-aged man made a sound.

Jiang wrongly looked at the man and spoke Chinese, but he was also Chinese.

She has a high chance of meeting Chinese people these days. She only met Zuo Sichen a few days ago, and now she is stopped again.

"Excuse me, what can I do?" Jiang Cuo asked the middle-aged man who was approaching her.

The middle-aged man has a gentle temperament, a tall and straight figure, and looks like a refined and low-key professor.

A decent smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, "Girl dances very well, so I would like to ask, which famous teacher did you learn to dance from?"

"My mother." Jiang Cuo did not hide it, "My mother is an excellent dancer and taught me to dance since I was a child."

The middle-aged man's eyes were obviously brightened, and then he thought of something, and his eyes darkened again.

"Your mother is excellent. She has raised such an excellent daughter like you." The middle-aged man praised.

Jiang Cuo wrongly felt his depression, but he didn't think too much about it. He said thank you and said goodbye to the middle-aged man.

Another day has passed, and Jiang Cuocuo has almost completed today's work tasks.

After changing her outfit, she walked outside the set, looking at the people from country f who looked completely different from her, and looking at the dark weather, she felt miss again.

In the past, when she finished work early, she could always see Mo Lixing outside. He would take her home, kiss her, and tell her how much he missed her.

"Jiang is wrong."

Jiang Cuo was a little sad, and someone called her behind her.

Turning his head, it was Zuo Sichen again.

He was wearing a white suit and looked as handsome as usual. He was leaning on the side of the car and looking at her.

Jiang walked up to him by mistake, very puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you," Zuo Sichen said, "I didn't answer your phone call, what's going on in my mind, so engrossed."

Jiang made a mistake and took out his mobile phone to glance at it. There was indeed a missed call on it.

"Wait for me?" Jiang Cuo asked.