Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

Zhao Yin lowered his head and silently looked through the patterns on the booklet.

Jiang Yan stepped on the chair with one foot and turned it carelessly. She was biting a mint out of boredom and saw the girl sitting by the window out of the corner of her eye.

The hot sunshine outside poured in through the window and fell on her body. The girl's shoulders are thin, but her back is straight, and her fair and clear skin has the purity of a blooming lotus.

Her fingertips fell on the booklet, "Sister, I want to get this tattoo."

Jiang Yan glanced at the very ordinary vine pattern, too simple. She was a little disappointed for no reason. She thought the little beauty wanted to rebel against her family, so she would choose a wilder pattern.

She asked again before turning around and starting to clean the tools, "Are you sure you want a tattoo?"

Although Zhao Yin's voice was soft, he said yes definitely.

After placing the tools, she asked, "Where do you want to tattoo?"

Zhao Yin stretched out his left hand and pulled up his sleeve, revealing the scar with pink tender flesh.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "Actually, I think that pattern is too simple. How about I add a flower to it for you later?"

Zhao Yin is easy to talk to, "Okay, I believe in my sister's vision."

Jiang Yan just said it casually, but she didn't expect that Zhao Yin actually agreed.

She was suddenly curious, how could such a beautiful little girl think of slitting her wrists to commit suicide?

This store is located opposite the mall. With such a conspicuous location, it can naturally reach many mid-to-high-end customers. Coupled with Jiang Yan's own good family background, she recognized that Zhao Yin's clothes were expensive from the moment she was underneath.

"Do you want anesthesia?"

Zhao Yin frowned, looking a little pitiful. "need."

Jiang Yan laughed, she thought the other party would say no.

At this moment, she acted like a girl of this age.

The pattern is not complicated, and Jiang Yan is a veteran, so she finished it in half an hour.

While arranging the tools, she gave some instructions, "Don't touch water within 6 hours, and don't drink alcohol recently..."

Zhao Yin listened quietly and nodded obediently.

Jiang Yan looked at that innocent and childish face and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt. She coughed and added a contact information. If you have any questions, you can contact me.

Zhao Yin paid at the front desk, a total of two hundred.

On the day he returned home, Zhao Weiguang transferred 100,000 yuan to her, saying it was pocket money for this week. In addition to the 100,000 yuan that Zhao Lufeng transferred to her yesterday, she is now a little rich woman.

The phone rang, it was Gu Zongming.

"Sister, where are you?"

After Zhao Yin reported the address, Gu Zongming said unexpectedly: "I'm nearby too. Do you want to come over for dinner?"

She turned around and asked Meng Yuan for her opinion, and when she agreed, she asked Gu Zongming to send her the address.

The address is indeed not far away, only ten minutes' drive.

Zhao Yin asked the driver to bring the car over. After getting in the car, Meng Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

She took the initiative to explain, "This is my driver, and the man who came to school last time was my father."

Meng Yuan said, "But aren't you a single-parent family?"

"Well, the story is a bit complicated. I am a relatively lucky illegitimate daughter who recognizes her ancestor and returns to the family line."

In any case, her identity is indeed not on the table. A family that valued rules would not tolerate her.

It's rare to meet someone like the Zhao family and a father like Zhao Guangwei.

Meng Yuan said blankly: "It's like the plot in a novel!" In a blink of an eye, she became happy again. "I actually became good friends with the daughter of a chaebol family. I must be so lucky!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Yin's face.

The two got out of the car and saw Gu Zongming appearing in the hotel lobby.

"Ouch! My good sister, you are finally here." Gu Zongming's tone was exaggerated, as if he was planning some bad idea.

Zhao Yin introduced Meng Yuan to him, "My good friend."

After the two said hello, Gu Zongming led them into the elevator. "Sister, you have to support me later."

"That grandson of Shen Jiufang talked about something about being the beauty of No. 3 Middle School, and she kept quarreling in front of me. If you ask me, she can't even compare to one hair of yours."

Gu Zongming stretched out his fingers to make signs, and when he saw the other person's confused look, he reminded him, "That's the guy who chatted with you at the buffet last time."

Zhao Yin immediately understood why he was so eager to let him come.