The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

"OK, thank you both for your hard work." The photographer waved his hand and the set was completed.

As he lowered his head to examine the photo, his eyes glanced to the other side and he suddenly became interested.

"Thank you for your hard work, teacher." An Qian bowed slightly and was about to leave.

"An Qian, wait a minute!" the photographer called her.

An Qian paused, turned around, and looked at the photographer in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there anything else you need my cooperation with?"

"Haha, it's like this. You and Teacher Si Yue are wearing the same tailor-made clothes. How about taking two more photos together?" The photographer said while looking at Si Yue.

Si Yue heard this and straightened his clothes, "I'm fine."

When the photographer heard that the big star agreed so readily, he was overjoyed. He quickly turned his expectant gaze to An Qian.

An Qian An Qian looked at the photographer's expectant eyes, and then looked at Si Yue who was waiting with a smile on the side.

The big stars have all said “yes”, so can I still say “no”?

She nodded slightly.

"That's okay with me too."

At this time, Si Yue had already walked up to her side, and they stood side by side.

"Come, come closer."

Si Yue moved closer imperceptibly, his arm gently placed on her shoulders, his head slightly tilted towards An Qian, revealing a gentle smile.

"Yes, that's it." The photographer's eyes lit up.

An Qian's expression wasn't as natural as Si Yue's.

When she was taking photos with Qi Ning just now, she completed the task very calmly.

At this moment, she found that she could not control herself. Her body tensed up unconsciously, her breathing became rapid, and her cheeks became slightly hot.

Some people, that's just the way it is.

Even if he just winks at you or smiles, your heart will beat faster involuntarily.

[Big bonus for the photographer! He knows what we like to see~~~]

[Si Yue's eyes are simply amazing! Can I see this without paying? ]

[An Qian and Si Yue standing together, their looks are simply off the charts, and they are a perfect couple! ]

[An Qian, your face is red. Are you shy? ]

【Seeing An Qian's nervous look, my heart was also moved! 】

The shooting is over.

An Qian fled the scene as if escaping.

She returned to the room, leaned against the door, gasped, and kept calming her restless heart.

Muttered: It's just dopamine at work.

She convinced herself that this inexplicable throbbing and tension was caused by the dopamine released by the body in certain situations.

"It will be fine after the show. I won't see it anymore." She repeated this sentence again.

An Qian almost didn't sleep that night.

And another suite.

Si Yue was sitting on the sofa, holding a photo of him and An Qian in his hand, his eyes deep.

This photo was just printed for him by the photographer. He gently stroked An Qian in the photo with a slight smile on his lips.

The next day.

An Qian took Dai Wen's hand and walked to the restaurant. They sat down for a while, and then other people arrived one after another.

At ten o'clock, the live broadcast begins.

[Time flies, it’s already the fourth day~]

[My spiritual food is almost over, I can’t bear to part with it! ]

"Good morning everyone~"

Miko wore delicate makeup, luxury brand clothing with obvious logos, and carried an H bag in her hand, which added the most dazzling touch to her overall look.

Miko sat down gracefully, her posture dignified, and her every move exuding luxury.

"Miko looks so beautiful today. She's wearing all these branded clothes that are dazzling. The bag in her hand seems to be called Himalaya." Dai Wen whispered to An Qian.

An Qian's eyes moved over Miko, scanning her up and down, then he raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a meaningful smile.

Miko suddenly stood up and sat opposite An Qian.

An Qian and Dai Wen looked at each other, not understanding what she was doing.

Miko placed her bag on the table and turned to look at the buffet.

"Today's breakfast is very rich."

Then she looked at An Qian and the others, smiled and said, "Do you mind if I sit here? I haven't had a chance to chat with you guys in the past few days. Let's have breakfast together."

Dai Wen smiled and said, "Of course I don't mind."

"Would you like some coffee? I'll pour it for you," said Miko.

An Qian and Dai Wen exchanged glances.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Okay, thank you, sorry for the trouble." Dai Wen smiled back.

Miko handed a cup of coffee to Dawen, then stood up to pour another cup of coffee.

"An Qian, this cup is for you." Miko said gently as she handed the coffee to An Qian.

"Thank you." An Qian reached out to take the coffee, and her fingertips just touched the coffee cup.

Suddenly.

boom--

The crisp sound of breaking porcelain cups echoed throughout the restaurant, followed by Miko's sharp scream.

"Ah! My bag!"

The coffee liquid fell squarely on Miko's expensive brand-name bag, leaving mottled stains instantly.

Miko's face was filled with shock and pain.

It was as if time had stopped in the entire live broadcast room, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Even the staff far away were trembling with fear.

[This Miko bag... is it expensive? 】

[Conservatively estimated, it's probably hundreds of thousands or more. I feel sad for a second...]

[What should An Qian do now? This is a huge misunderstanding! ]

Dai Wen was frightened, but her hands moved faster than her brain and she used a napkin to wipe the coffee off An Qian's hands.

"You're not burned, are you?" Si Yue took two steps at a time and arrived next to An Qian in almost the blink of an eye.

An Qian shook her head, indicating that she could handle it.

Her expression was unusually calm, and she clearly felt that as soon as her fingers touched the handle, Miko immediately let go.

is intentional.

"My...my bag..." Miko grumbled in a wronged manner, tears welling up in her eyes, "An Qian...even if you are dissatisfied with me, don't deliberately dirty my bag..."

"You know very well whether I did it on purpose or not." An Qian spoke calmly and clearly.

"What do you mean? Am I going to damage my bag myself?" Miko squeezed out tears in grievance and wiped the bag with a tissue with heartache.

Seeing that the two were in a stalemate and Miko had a lot of fans, Dai Wen was worried that An Qian would be cyberbullied, so she tried to smooth things over.

"That's not what An Qian meant. Both parties made mistakes. Miko, stop crying. I'll pay for the cleaning."

An Qian took a deep breath. She wasn’t sure whether the camera had captured Miko letting go. She didn’t want to continue to argue with her and affect the show and other people.

Let’s settle the accounts after the show.

She said to the staff: "Please bring me my phone."

Pan Jie handed her her cell phone, and An Qian transferred 5,000 yuan to Miko in their group of eight people.

Miko's eyes widened.

"Five thousand dollars?"

An Qian chuckled, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"Did you give too much?"

Miko's voice rose a few notches.

"An Qian, do you know what bag this is? It's a limited edition from H! There are only twelve in the world!"