Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

Looking at this woman with a superb figure, refined temperament and a famous brand, Pan Qiao was a little lost.

The woman was Qin Ying. She found it through Chen Zhendong's security certificate.

Qin Ying took the breakfast from Chen Zhendong, turned around and sat on the empty seat, and ate a few mouthfuls with her back to the crowd.

"It's delicious, it's the first time I have had such a delicious breakfast."

Qin Ying ate a few mouthfuls and was full of praise.

When Chen Zhendong was at a loss to guess who Qin Ying was, Qin Ying got up and walked towards him, handing over his ID.

"you……"

"Thank you."

Before Chen Changan could finish speaking, Qin Ying saluted him.

"Mr. Chen, do you have time tonight, I would like to treat you to dinner."

"I do have time, but I don't need to eat or anything, it's just a small thing."

"Then I'll pick you up when I get off work."

Qin Ying turned and left.

As soon as she left, there was a lot of discussion within the company.

"Where is the stinky beep, actually eating something I don't eat, I'm so laughable."

Pan Qiao mocked and dragged her best friend to the bathroom.

Chen Zhendong stood blankly holding his security pass, not knowing what he was thinking.

When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, as soon as Chen Zhendong walked out of the building, he saw Qin Ying standing in front of a red Maserati coupe waiting for him.

Since she was a child, Qin Ying's favorite thing to do is to imitate her cousin Qin Rou. She wants whatever Qin Rou likes. When Qin Rou bought a Maserati, she must also buy one.

"Mr. Chen, please."

Chen Zhendong was stunned for a moment, and sat down under the surprised eyes of the crowd of onlookers.

This scene was clearly seen by Pan Qiao.

She was very surprised, this woman who didn't see her face was really a rich woman.

"Are you blind? Stupid beep!"

Pan Qiao cursed and stepped onto her BMW x3.

Qin Ying took Chen Zhendong to Wanxing Restaurant. She had already reserved a private room, Noble 666.

As soon as Chen Zhendong entered Wanxing Restaurant, his mood immediately became depressed.

The last time he came here was to marry Pan Qiao.

"Mr. Chen?"

"Mr. Chen?"

Qin Ying yelled several times before Chen Zhendong came back to his senses, secretly wiped away his tears, waved his hands, and signaled that he was fine.

Chen Zhendong followed Qin Ying into the private room, and Qin Ying ordered a table of expensive dishes.

Bluefin tuna, Austrian white sturgeon caviar, deep-sea super fresh king crab, super large sea cucumber with rice, pure wild yellow croaker, and two bottles of expensive red wine.

"How old is Mr. Chen this year?"

"23."

"Then I'm younger than you, can I call you Brother Dong?"

"casual."

Chen Zhendong is in a low mood now, and he is not interested in seeing the table full of expensive and delicious dishes.

Qin Ying poured a glass of wine for Chen Zhendong, poured another glass for herself, and stood up: "Brother Dong, thank you for what happened yesterday."

Chen Zhendong said: "Yesterday I just happened to pass by, you don't need to pay too much attention, it's not a big deal."

"But in my heart, you are my savior!"

Qin Ying didn't lie. If Chen Zhendong hadn't exchanged his clothes for her with her outfit yesterday, outsiders would know her appearance, and she might become a laughing stock for life in the future.

"My name is Qin Ying, Brother Dong, I offer you a toast!"

Chen Zhendong picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Qin Ying lifted up the mask a little, exposing only one mouth, and drank slowly.

This is the same way she ate chicken soup this morning.

Chen Zhendong asked, "Miss Qin Ying, why don't you take off your mask? It's so inconvenient."

"Brother Dong, you saw what I looked like yesterday. I'm afraid I'll scare you and make you lose your appetite for dinner."

Qin Ying's tone was flat, she had long been used to it, whenever she was eating or drinking outside, she would wear a mask and sunglasses.

Being ridiculed behind the scenes, there are too many jokes, even if she has already accepted it, she still can't give up this last dignity.

"Take it off, and the glasses, it's just you and me here, it's okay."

"No."

"If you don't pick it, I won't eat it."

Qin Ying was silent for a moment, then took off her mask and sunglasses.

Her face is full of bumps, with small bumps on top of big bumps, and the red bottom is like embroidery in a casserole.

"Brother Dong, I'd better wear it."

Qin Ying felt extremely uncomfortable.

"No, it's pretty good, I love it."

Chen Zhendong smiled and admired Qin Ying.

He was indeed admiring, his eyes were full of sarcasm and no disgust.

Qin Ying raised her head and looked at Chen Zhendong in shock. In Chen Zhendong's eyes, she saw sincerity.

"Has your face been like this since you were a child?"

"When I was seven or eight years old, I had a serious illness. At that time, my face was full of pus. It was itchy and painful. I couldn't help scratching, and it ended up like this."

Qin Ying smiled wryly: "I was young at that time and didn't know much about it. Until I was ten years old, my classmates called me Bao Budong. I went home and asked my mother what it meant. My mother cried all night."

"What bag is different?" Chen Zhendong asked.

Qin Ying was a little embarrassed, and pointed to the bump on her face.

There are small bags on top of the big bag, which are densely packed. This 'bag' is indeed different.

"Later, it was treated, but the foundation was broken. How to treat it? After many years of treatment, it finally fell into such a state."

"Brother Dong, I'd better wear it."

Chen Zhendong said: "I said no, I like to watch."

"I think you are beautiful."

Qin Ying was drinking water, but when she heard his words, she choked up a mouthful of water.

She looks good?

Since she was a child, she only heard people praise her cousin Qin Rou for her beauty, but no one ever said she was beautiful.

Even if he said it, it was just a consolation made against his will.

Qin Ying gave a wry smile and drank a glass of mulled wine by herself.

"I'll call you Sister Ying, Sister Ying, I'm not telling lies, you are really good-looking, I'm not talking about looks, I'm not blind, your looks are indeed not good-looking, this is a fact, but you have a good heart, If you have a good heart and a good person, it’s good when I look at it, and it’s beautiful when I look at it!”

Chen Zhendong picked up the bottle and drank a glass of wine.

Qin Ying was touched and said, "Brother Dong, thank you for saying such things to me."

"You're welcome. If you come to my place in the future, you can find me. If I can do it, I will definitely help!"

"Then I'll toast you again!"

"Come on, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"

Chen Zhendong picked up the bottle and drank it all down.

"A few more bottles, it's not enough!" Chen Zhendong's face was flushed, and his emotions were in place.

Qin Ying put on her sunglasses and mask, called the waiter, and ordered two more bottles of red wine.

"Women are good-looking, but their hearts are not necessarily good. They are bad. The more beautiful they are, the worse they are. Bad... woo woo woo..."

Chen Zhendong covered his face and cried loudly.

"Brother Dong, who is that woman you sent chicken soup to?" Qin Ying asked.

"Her name is Pan Qiao, and she is my ex-wife. I have only been married to her for a few months, and then we left..."

"Why did you leave?"

Chen Zhendong staggered up to Qin Ying, and took off her mask and sunglasses.

"Remember, don't wear these things in front of me when no one else is around. I'm not used to it."

Qin Ying nodded in embarrassment. Although Chen Zhendong took off her mask and sunglasses, she kept facing Chen Zhendong sideways.

The grudge in her heart cannot be resolved with a few words.