Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Cen Beibei was a very bold girl, totally different from Xin Gan. She even asked Xin Gan: "Have you heard of it?"

"No, no." Xin Gan almost bit his tongue and shook his head hurriedly.

Cen Beibei smiled frivolously, "If there's nothing, then there's nothing. Xin Gan, why are you blushing?"

"..." Xin Gan's face was so red that it was about to drip. She tried to put on a straight face: "Beibei, I have to listen to the class. Don't talk to me in secret anymore."

In fact, only Xin Gan herself knew that she lied.

She had seen Fu Lang's extremely gorgeous appearance when he was in love, and she had also heard his panting as he whispered softly and laughed in her ear...

A tingling sensation crept up Xin Gan's back. Her breathing became a little disordered, and her lips and teeth felt dry. She couldn't help but... feel restless.

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This little episode in the performance appreciation class was quickly forgotten by Xin Gan.

However, Xin Gan couldn't help but become distressed again.

She transferred the money for the StellaLou doll to Fu Lang, but he transferred more than ten times the amount back to her.

Because of Fu Lang's words, Xin Gan didn't dare to transfer the 52 yuan back hastily. What if Fu Lang really made a mistake and transferred ten times the amount to her, that would be yuan.

Others might be happy to have such a large amount of money, but to Xin Gan it was like a hot potato and he felt uneasy.

Xin Gan thought about it and couldn't think of any way to deal with the money properly. He could not return it to Fu Lang smoothly and let him accept it.

Because of this incident, Xin Gan couldn't help but think of Fu Lang these days.

The end of summer is almost over, autumn is gradually approaching, and the weather in the capital has cooled down after a rain.

Xin Gan only brought Xia Shang from Jiangnan, and Meng Jiawu was also planning to buy some clothes for the changing season, so they agreed to go shopping on the weekend before National Day.

...shopping.

Xin Gan suddenly thought of how to return the 52,000 yuan to Fu Lang.

On the day of shopping, Xin Gan and Wen Rou, who came from the most ordinary family, only bought two autumn clothes. Wen Rou bought a ladylike long skirt with a hint of Chanel style, while Xin Gan kept things simple and bought a white sweater and a Morandi-colored thin knit sweater, which looked great with jeans.

Miss Cen Beibei has a monthly living expense of 100,000 yuan, and the money for buying clothes is counted separately, so she naturally does not hesitate to spend money.

Meng Jiawu has never been stingy about investing in dressing up. She has a beautiful face and the aura of a great beauty that she carefully creates, which brings out this beauty and brightness to the extreme. After buying a few pieces in the affordable section of the shopping mall, she gritted her teeth and bought a bright-style long skirt worth several thousand in a luxury store.

When several girls were browsing the beauty area, Meng Jiawu also picked out two lipsticks of the latest colors for herself and even put them on on the spot, with her flaming red lips looking gorgeous.

However, when swiping the card, Meng Jiawu felt her heart bleeding. She held the newly bought lipstick in her hand and said, "Wow, it hurts so much. I spent another six hundred dollars! But my little baby is so pretty, mua~"

Miss Cen Beibei was ignorant of the sufferings of the world. She winked brightly and said, "I told you I would give each of you a lipstick. You don't want it."

Meng Jiawu raised her chin and said, "I will buy what I want myself, so what's the big deal about asking you? When I become a big star in the future, I will have plenty of money to spend. Then I will buy a big villa and set aside a room for my little babies!"

Meng Jiawu's little treasures include but are not limited to lipstick, eye shadow, blush, foundation, eyebrow pencil...

"My beloved concubine is ambitious. I will not accept that the entertainment industry will not have you in the future!" Cen Beibei turned her head and looked at Xin Gan, "Xin Gan, what about you?"

She raised her hand in a very generous gesture towards the lipsticks in the beauty section: "These are all the kingdoms I have conquered for you. Come on, don't be polite, take your pick!"

Xin Gan was amused and smiled, then shook her head and said softly, "I don't want it either. Beibei, you know I don't wear much makeup, so I don't need lipstick."

She usually just puts on a lip balm.

Cen Beibei stretched out her claws and touched Xin Gan's face. "Why don't you like to wear makeup? You must look very good if you put on makeup! If I had a face like yours, I would feel like the whole street belongs to me when I walk on the street! But you don't even have a lipstick. You are fearless just because you look good, right?"

Being praised for her beauty, even Xin Gan was happy. She curved her eyebrows and smiled: "Beibei, you are also very beautiful."

Xin Gan was not lying. If Cen Beibei was not good-looking, she would not have been admitted to the film academy, which always admits new students based on their appearance.

However, unlike Meng Jiawu's glamorous and enchanting beauty, Xin Gan's classical fairy-like air in a white dress and black hair, and her gentle and quiet beauty, Cen Beibei is a lively and bright sweet girl.

Cen Beibei, who was praised, held her face up and said shyly, "No, no, it's just so-so~"

She waved her hands: "Since you don't want me to give you lipstick, let's go somewhere else! Let's go!"

Wenrou paused, then quietly put the lipstick in the black gold tube that she had picked up back.

The first floor of the mall is the affordable area, the second floor is the beauty area, and the luxury stores are located above. There are very few people on the fifth floor, but the transparent glass windows, the shiny floor, and the quietness all exude a sense of luxury.

Cen Beibei was familiar with the route and bought what she needed quickly. Every time she entered a store, she would not go out empty-handed, but would come out with large and small bags.

Seeing that Cen Beibei had almost finished her shopping, Xin Gan spoke a little embarrassedly: "I want to buy a return gift for a man. The price is about 5. Awu Beibei Wenrou, can you accompany me?"

"Of course no problem." Meng Jiawu agreed immediately, then stretched out her snow-white arms and hooked them around Xin Gan's neck, smiling beautifully and gossipingly, "But, tell me the truth, who do you want to give it to! Is it your boyfriend?"

Xin Gan's face flushed, and she hurriedly shook her head and explained, "No, you misunderstood. We are just... ordinary friends."

"Ah, is it the one who gave you an Hermès bag and StellaLou...an ordinary friend?" Cen Beibei deliberately prolonged the tone of the last four words.

"..." Xin Gan could only reluctantly admit, "It's him."

She briefly explained the transfer of money from Fu Lang to her, "It is precisely because I don't want to owe him that I want to return the money in another way."

Finally, Meng Jiawu and others expressed their support and accompanied Xing Gan into a luxury store selling men's brands.

Men's suits are very exquisite and expensive, and the prices are usually over six figures.

I didn't expect Xingan to be so expensive.

In her previous life, she followed Fu Lang, and everything from food to clothing was exquisite. Even her clothes, shoes and bras were bought by Fu Lang himself. They were custom-made items that were higher-end than luxury goods, so Xin Gan really had no idea about luxury goods.

Fortunately, in addition to selling men's suits, this store also sells accessories, just like Hermès offers a matching service of selling scarves and dishes if you want to buy a bag.

In the end, Xin Gan had to settle for the second best and picked a men's tie that cost 53,000 yuan.

I even paid a thousand out of my own pocket.

However, the burgundy red tie was very rich and high-end in color, and it reminded Xin Gan of Fu Lang at first glance.

This tie is just like the man, rich and gorgeous, just like red wine...

The tie worth 5 yuan was wrapped in an exquisite and luxurious gift box. Xin Gan held it in his hand, feeling relieved as if he had finally accomplished something.

After leaving the men's luxury clothing store, the girls were planning to go home with a lot of stuff. However, when they were about to get off the escalator, Cen Beibei suddenly saw a small dress on the model in the window. Regardless of her large and small bags, she pulled Xin Gan and the others and said she wanted to buy it!

When I entered the store, there were already two customers in the store.

The woman, who was wearing a black wide-brimmed hat at an angle, a set of Australian white pearls around her neck, and a beautiful bright red crocodile leather Hermès bag on her arm, dressed brilliantly like a noble lady, was saying to her daughter, "Yuanyuan, this one is nice, go try it on..."

Cen Beibei suddenly stopped her hurried steps, lowered her voice, shook Xin Gan's arm, and said excitedly: "Oh my God, am I seeing right, isn't that the movie queen Xin Ziyi?!"