She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Things are often so unexpected.

I stared at the invitation on the passenger seat and said abruptly: "Are you going to the Art Museum of China?"

Yuan Tianye was slightly startled, glanced at me curiously, and asked, "Sister, are you going too?"

I suddenly had a pie-in-the-sky illusion and asked shamelessly, "Can we come together?"

Yuan Tianye sighed and said: "The important thing that Sister Qingqing said is to attend the art exhibition. To be honest, the organizer of the exhibition has average taste. You will definitely be disappointed if you go. I'd better send you to the hospital first."

I shook my head and refused, saying sincerely: "This art exhibition is very important to me."

Yuan Tianye saw that my expression was serious, so he glanced at me twice, a hint of suspicion flashed in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

We are not familiar with each other, and now I am asking for help, so naturally I cannot hide anything.

I said frankly: "Since you are going to the art exhibition, do you know that Qiao Yaoke will also appear at the art exhibition this afternoon?"

"Um..." Yuan Tianye immediately avoided my eyes and hesitated: "Did you go to the art exhibition just to see him?"

I nodded: "I told you last time that we have a project and I have to win his support."

Yuan Tianye didn't answer immediately, probably considering my proposal.

I can understand, after all, there is only one side of the relationship between us.

Of course, people have to think carefully about whether to help or not.

"If it's inconvenient..."

"There is a community hospital nearby," Yuan Tianye glanced at my wrist and said, "Check it first."

It's really not ordinary stubbornness.

"Okay sister, after the inspection, can we go to the art exhibition together?"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, I also feel that this matter was done quite unethically. After all, the rear-end collision was just an accident. Now, for me, it is more like threatening to hurt, and I have no moral ethics.

At the community hospital, the doctor pinched my wrist bone and reminded: "Take off the wristband."

It was the scarred hand that was twisted.

I glanced at Yuan Tianye hesitantly and said with an excuse: "Can you buy me a bottle of water?"

Yuan Tianye did not refuse and left the consulting room neatly.

Fortunately, my wrist was just a sprain, and the doctor prescribed a spray and the visit ended.

After getting in the car, Yuan Tianye reminded me to spray some medicine first. When his eyes passed over my wristband, he said: "This kind of embroidery style wristband is rare."

I didn’t expect him to notice the workmanship and pattern on the wristband, explaining, “Sewn by hand.”

"That's a really skillful pair of hands."

I looked at my watch and changed the subject: "Will we be late?"

"No, the organizer himself is a serious procrastinator."

However, when the driver took us to the main entrance outside the Art Museum, I was completely confused.

I drove by its back door two or three times not long ago.

The security guard looked at the invitation letter in Yuan Tianye's hand and said, "Sorry, Mr. Yuan, you are the only one on the invitation letter."

Yuan Tianye frowned slightly and said, "You don't know me?"

The security guard looked resentful: "Mr. Yuan, I just follow the rules."

There are three levels of security here, and I didn't expect that the last level would be so strict.

I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

I thought that if Wu Ling and I went there without permission, we might have been invited to the security room for tea before we even met Qiao Yaoke himself.

Seeing this, Yuan Tianye took out his cell phone impatiently. After a while, I heard him say into the receiver: "I brought a friend here, but your people said they can't come in?"

The next second, he turned on the loudspeaker in front of me.

"How dare I, ancestor, give your phone to the security guard and I will tell him."

As if I had obtained a green card, I followed Yuan Tianye and sneaked into the art exhibition smoothly.

But things took a turn that I didn't expect.

No, as soon as we entered the venue, three or five men and women similar to Yuan Tianye rushed over and looked at me up and down.

"Wow, Amano, I thought I was dazzled," one of the well-dressed men looked me up and down and asked, "The aesthetics are quite good."

I coughed lightly and suddenly couldn't answer the question.

"Don't make trouble," Yuan Tianye said coldly, "This is Sister Nanxu, please show some respect to me."

"Han Shuo," the man who just spoke stretched out his hand to me, "Hello Amano, the person in charge of the Museum of Fine Arts in the United States."

Hearing the words "person in charge", I couldn't help but look at the man in front of me twice.

Since he is the person in charge, does that mean that he knows the identity of Xiaoyao Ke?

"Sister Nanxu."

Yuan Tianye's reminder interrupted my thoughts. I raised my head slightly, and then I realized that this guy had come close to my ear at some point, and said in an indifferent tone: "Is he that good-looking?"

He was quite tall, at least 1.85 meters by visual inspection, and leaning over him was a bit overwhelming.

I turned slightly to the side and said, "I just think it looks familiar."

As soon as I finished speaking, the man named Han Shuo grinned and said, "Amano, your sister is quite humorous."

I immediately gave up the idea of ​​asking the person in charge for advice.

It's so unreliable.

Yuan Tianye seemed to have sensed my thoughts and said with a smile: "This guy is always so dishonest. Sister, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Han Shuo curled his lips: "You value sex over friends, right?"

I was just about to explain when I felt a pair of eyes looking straight at me not far away. When I went up to meet him, I bumped into Zhou Hanzhi's unwavering black eyes.

When their eyes met, the corners of his mouth sank slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

At that time, Lin Xixi was standing next to him. The little girl was wearing a beautiful Hepburn dress and had a cute little head raised high. She was both delicate and beautiful.

But the beautiful clothes did not allow Lin Xixi to quickly adapt to this kind of social scene, so that after chatting with the guests beside her, she looked at Zhou Hanzhi with her big eyes that made me feel pity.

It was a look of help.

But Zhou Hanzhi didn't notice, but stared at me expressionlessly.

I didn’t want to bring trouble on myself, so I quietly withdrew my gaze.

Now we are competitors.

Judging from the expressions on their faces, I guessed that the two of them had not yet met Xiaoyaoke himself.

I braced myself, and the next moment I heard Lin Xixi's sweet voice: "Hanzhi, isn't that Sister Nanxu? I read that right."

Yes, there is no way to hide from this.

Yuan Tianye, who was standing beside me, also heard the movement. He looked at me, then at Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi who were standing not far away, and asked curiously: "Sister's friend?"

friend.

I chewed these two words carefully, and my heart felt like a layer of yellow lotus, with a slight bitter taste.

When he raised his eyes again, Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi had already approached. The little girl's eyes fell on Yuan Tianye without concealment, and then she said with a smile: "Sister Nanxu, who is this gentleman? Why don't you introduce me? ?”