Quick Wear: The Villain's Spoiled Little Beauty

Song Jiaojiao didn't sleep after returning to the dormitory.

Instead, we hired professionals to handle the gossip, and sent a lawyer's letter to the poster who leaked the information, asking them to delete the post.

In the Internet age, gossip spreads quickly and disappears quickly.

I believe that it will be gradually forgotten in a short time.

Time goes by day by day, and the busy life is still normal.

Nothing major has happened in the past few months, but the boss has become increasingly busy, and the meat that he had worked so hard to build up seems to have become a little thinner.

The only thing worth mentioning is.

That annoying guy Mo Yuexi dropped out of school.

It seems that because the family company went bankrupt, the expenses decreased and it could not afford the huge bills of the aristocratic college at all, so there was no way to continue studying.

Song Jiaojiao didn't feel anything when she found out about this.

She was still busy as usual, but the boss's last bit of black value just wouldn't go down.

Jiaojiao felt frustrated, she couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out!!

Tomorrow is the weekend and time to complete tasks. She came out of school and walked on the street, preparing to take a walk back.

Suddenly, a white BMW stopped nearby.

“........?” Because they were too close, Song Jiaojiao glanced at him inadvertently.

The car window rolled down, revealing a familiar and gentle smiling face. Qin Wenchuan's eyes fell on the girl: "Long time no see, Miss Rong"

Song Jiaojiao was stunned for a second. What a small world this is!

She curled her lips and smiled politely: "Yes, it's you, Mr. Qin"

"Thank you for remembering me. Where are you going? I'll take you there." He was very happy that the girl still remembered him.

Qin Wenchuan got out of the car after saying this.

He walked around to the side and opened the car door like a gentleman, inviting her. His eyes were clear without any impure thoughts, and he spoke in a tone as if he was talking to an old friend.

Song Jiaojiao smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, but no need, I live in the community in front, it will only take two or three minutes to get there."

In fact, we have entered the area of ​​Shengshi Hua Ting.

Qin Wenchuan closed the car door and smiled gently:

"What a coincidence, you also live in Shengshi Hua Ting?"

If meeting in City A was a long-planned event, then meeting again this time was truly fate.

Qin Wenchuan believes in fate very much. The imperial capital is so big that the probability of two people who have met twice living in the same community is not high at all, let alone meeting each other by chance at the door.

Song Jiaojiao was also puzzled by this damn coincidence.

Could this be the original owner's destined partner? ?

Because of her arrival, the original owner is still alive, and the predetermined fate of each character in this world continues as normal...?

It seems I have to ask Liuliu tonight.

Jiaojiao hid her thoughts, smiled and nodded, "Yes"

"I live in District 4. What about you? Do you live alone?"

Qin Wenchuan suppressed the joy in his heart and looked at the girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes. Although he was wearing a mask, he still remembered the stunning face he saw in City A that day and had seen it several times in his dreams.

District 4. Song Jiaojiao has lived here for so long that she knows the area divisions of Shengshi Huating.

There are five residential areas in total, with a large public area in the middle.

There is everything for eating, drinking and having fun, but the prices are too expensive. After all, the clientele is limited to the residents of Shengshi Huating, so the service and food quality there are very high-end and classy.

All the houses in District 4 are single apartments, and their layout and design are only suitable for one person.

For those who like to enjoy life.

There is definitely nothing to complain about.

Song Jiaojiao nodded and smiled: "No, I live with my family in District 1."

Qin Wenchuan said unexpectedly:

"I see. However, the apartments in District 1 are all large, so the prices should be high."

The houses in Shengshi Huating community can only be sold, not rented out. If you want to live in it, you have to buy it.

Maybe it’s really expensive.

Song Jiaojiao smiled lightly, shook her head and said:

"I don't know the exact price, but my family bought it because I go to school nearby and it's convenient for me to stay when I go home."

Qin Wenchuan once again learned the girl's information.

No wonder, only families with good conditions can raise a girl with such an elegant temperament.

She must be very favored at home, Qin Wenchuan thought.

Qin Wenchuan did not drive the car in, but asked the property management at the door to help him drive to his own parking space in Area 4.

Two people were walking and chatting in the huge park.

When they reached the intersection of the area, Qin Wenchuan didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he suggested eating in the public area.

Song Jiaojiao thought that the boss would be working overtime tonight and would not be home for dinner.

She didn't have much of an appetite when she was alone, so she could just go to the steak restaurant in the regional center. The beef there was very tender and Jiaojiao liked it very much. She usually had dinner at home and didn't go there often.

After moving in, I went there twice with my boss and the food was delicious.

Imperial City Center

In the president's office of R.J. Group, the huge office was silent.

Until the clock on the wall struck dong.

This means another hour has passed.

The young man sitting on the leather seat raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He looked very tired, with dark circles under his eyes, which were particularly obvious on his fair and handsome face.

He was wearing a dark custom-made suit, which made him look dignified and steady. His charming and handsome facial features became more and more charming as he grew older.

The boy's ink-black deep eyes were slightly bloodshot, flashing with cold light, exuding a chilling sense of danger, making him look even more intimidating, with the aura of a superior.

Rong Yuan stood up. He had grown to a height of 1.85 meters, tall and slender. He exuded a cold and gloomy aura that made people shudder.

It has been a very busy time. He has grown from a small company given by his father to a two-story building in the city center, and the number of employees has also increased from single digits to three digits.

The process is nothing but constant busyness and fatigue.

Despite this, Rong Yuan never stopped to rest, never complained about the hardship or tiredness, and it seemed that no matter how intense the work was, he could handle it perfectly.

Because he wanted to prove himself to his father.

He also has the ability to provide Jiaojiao with a good life...

The boy couldn't wait to get the recognition from his elders, couldn't wait to possess Jiaojiao, and openly embrace the girl he liked.

"....Jiaojiao." Rong Yuan murmured her name.

He looked at the photo of himself and the girl on his phone.

His fingers moved slowly, enlarging the girl's sweet and moving smile and staring at her quietly. He lowered his head devoutly, greedily, and infatuatedly, and gently placed a kiss on the screen.

The boy's gentle and affectionate eyes are filled with tenderness. I wonder what she is doing now...

When he opened the chat box between the two people, the record was still at the moment when the girl left the company at noon and reported to him that she had arrived at school.

I miss her...I want to see Jiaojiao...

Rong Yuan put away his phone and glanced at the documents on the table. There were still a few left, and he would still have time to look at them if he arrived at the company early tomorrow.

Thinking of this, the young man decisively took a step forward and walked towards the door.

When Special Assistant He in the office outside saw him coming out, he stood up hurriedly and asked in confusion: "President? Do you have any instructions?"

He lowered his head and waited for Rong Yuan's orders.

Unexpectedly, the young man did not even stop his steady steps. He said two words in a clear and low voice and pushed the door open and walked out.

It took Assistant He several seconds to react.

The president usually works overtime until the early morning, but tonight he said "off work" so early.

He subconsciously looked at his watch. It was not even seven o'clock.

In the end, Special Assistant He shrugged and said, "Let's go home."

The boss said it was time to get off work, but he still had some work to do, so I could take it home and finish it.

It is really not easy to get off work on time.