Mr. Ji's cat

At six o'clock in the evening, it had been more than an hour since Fu Sixue returned to the lounge after dancing, and Ji Chufeng hadn't come yet.

Generally speaking, it should be off work at six o'clock, Fu Sixue picked up the phone again to check the time, and a few more minutes passed.

In the evening, she had nothing else to do except attend the reception, so she asked her assistant to get off work, and now she was the only one left in the lounge.

Fu Sixue raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. After two seconds, she leaned forward and took a closer look at her face.

She would sweat during dance practice, and there were no other announcements today, so she didn't wear makeup.Now that I think about it, do I have to put on makeup?

While thinking, his finger rubbed against a fluffy thing, and he looked down to see that it was the blanket taken out of Ji Chufeng's office.

There seemed to be patterns on the blanket, and she didn't look carefully, so she suddenly reached out and grabbed both sides of the blanket to open it.

puff.

There is a pattern of a little yellow duck on it, which is quite cute.

I didn't expect Mr. Ji to like this.

Before she could think about it, there was a knock at the door. She spread the blanket on the chair and said loudly, "Please come in."

She thought it was Ji Chufeng who came, but she didn't expect it to be An Yi. Behind her were two makeup artists carrying makeup boxes.

"Teacher Fu." An Yi nodded politely at her, "Please change your clothes, pack up and get ready to go, Mr. Ji has already started preparations."

"Okay." Fu Sixue nodded, very cooperative.

It seems that they are going to participate in some formal occasion, but it is not very formal.

When I was changing clothes, I took them out and saw that it was a long skirt with a tube top design. The details looked very delicate. Fu Sixue changed into the skirt in the changing room.The proper waist design outlines the figure very well, and Fu Sixue has lost a few pounds after practicing dance recently, and her lines have become tighter, making her waist more slender in this way.

While she was still putting on makeup, someone knocked on the door of the lounge again. Fu Sixue was closing her eyes and putting on eye makeup, when she could only hear them calling Mr. Ji.

She heard Ji Chufeng hum, and then the footsteps got closer and closer, as if she was standing behind her, and then the hair hanging on her shoulders was gathered and put away.

She thought it was the stylist who was doing the hair styling, but when the familiar fragrance entered her nostrils, she broke her guess.

After the makeup artist put on the eye makeup, Fu Sixue opened his eyes, and a tall figure was greeted in front of him, followed by Mr. Ji's face.

His eyes froze for a moment.

She was used to seeing Mr. Ji in formal attire, and thought that she would also wear a suit tonight, but she did not expect that she was also wearing a long skirt.

The bright red looks very flamboyant, flirtatious but not vulgar. Fu Sixue thought that few people could wear red with a sense of luxury, and it would easily become vulgar.

But Mr. Ji is obviously not the one who hangs up like that. She has exquisite features and a high-end face, and she is extremely beautiful with light makeup, not to mention she dresses up a little bit.

At this time, the face was slightly lowered, looking down at his hair, the white and slender fingers were in stark contrast to the brown hair.

That pair of hands gently brushed the hair together, and asked, "Do you want some curls at the end of your hair? It will look good."

For Fu Sixue, there is no difference between being straight or curly. She thought that Mr. Ji would ask the hair stylist to do the hair, but just after saying "freedom", Mr. Ji took out the curling iron from the tool box on the table, looking very skilled look.

"President Ji, you..." Fu Sixue dodged subconsciously, the makeup artist almost drew her eyebrows crookedly, she couldn't stand the personal service of President Ji.

"Don't worry, I can do my hair." Ji Chufeng thought that the other party was disgusting with her craftsmanship, so she said, and then she was ready to start.

"No... Mr. Ji, just ask the hairstylist to do it, don't bother." Seeing the hairstylist who was robbed of the job, Fu Sixue could only watch from the sidelines, and the emotion of asking for work almost overflowed in his eyes.

"No trouble." Ji Chufeng said, she didn't think so much, she just wanted to help her with her hair and make her look better.

In Mr. Ji's heart, perhaps there has long been no distinction between superiors and subordinates.

Seeing Mr. Ji's insistence, Fu Sixue didn't say anything anymore, anyway, what he said was useless.

As expected, Ji Chufeng was skillful, Fu Sixue didn't suspect it, it's normal for girls nowadays to perm and dye their hair, although she doesn't know it herself.

The end of her hair was only permed for a short length with a curling iron, and when it fell down, the curve was just right. Ji Chufeng pressed some essential oil on her hand, and carefully grabbed the end of her hair with essential oil.It won't look too fluffy, and the curvature of the curls looks more layered than straight hair.

Fu Sixue was really surprised by the final product.

Hair stylists rarely do this kind of curly hair for her. Most of them are wavy and look very mature.Regardless of her age, when she was not yet 20 years old, she had already posed for magazines with big|wavy curly hair. With her peculiar makeup, she was ridiculed by many black fans, so naturally she was not very keen on curly hair.

"It looks good." Ji Chufeng blinked at her in the mirror, obviously very satisfied with his work.

Pack it up, it's almost time to go.

Ji Chufeng took the shawl from An Yi's hand, the tube top skirt showed her round shoulders, and it was cold outside, it would be so cold that she doubted her life without wearing something.

Fu Sixue thought that Ji always prepared it for herself, and when she was thinking about whether there was a shawl in the changing room, Ji Chufeng shook the shawl twice, opened it, and put it on Fu Sixue's shoulders.

The sudden warmth caught Fu Sixue off guard, "President Ji?"

"There are heaters in the car and the venue, but it's cold outside, so we still need to keep warm." Mr. Ji said.

That's not what she wanted to say. It can be seen that Ji Chufeng had already turned his head to let An Yi get another shawl, but she still didn't say anything after thinking about it.

An Yi took out a fur shawl and a white suit jacket from his bag.

"Mr. Ji, which one do you want?" An Yiben thought that Mr. Ji asked her to prepare it for herself, but she turned her face and gave it to Fu Sixue. The rest was a shawl that she picked up casually and felt suitable for Fu Sixue. .

The fur shawl is good-looking, and it is also very warm, but it looks too rich when paired with red.

Ji Chufeng clicked his tongue, but still chose a suit jacket.

You have to be low-key, but you don't have to dress so richly.

The Maybach was galloping on the road, and Fu Sixue sat on the leather seat and looked out the window. The side of the road was pitch black, and the scene in the car was reflected more clearly.Ji Chufeng took out a tea set from the armrest box and made tea leisurely.

After a while, the faint scent of tea wafted into the carriage, alleviating the embarrassment that seemed to be there.

Ji Chufeng just remembered, "Have you eaten yet?"

Fu Sixue shook her head, thinking about the reception after get off work, she even forgot about eating, only now that she mentioned it did she remember that she hadn't eaten yet.

"Then eat something before going." Ji Chufeng was worried that Fu Sixue would be hungry, and was about to let the driver go to the restaurant when Fu Sixue stopped him, "No need, President Ji, I'm not hungry yet."

Ji Chufeng looked at her, knowing that the other party didn't want to waste time because of him, so he didn't say anything.Taking Fu Sixue to attend tonight, wanting to find cooperation opportunities for her is one aspect, and the other is Mr. Ji's selfishness.

An Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, knocked on the partition, Ji Chufeng lowered the partition, and handed over a tablet computer, "Mr. Ji, this is the list of people attending tonight."

Ji Chufeng took the tablet and looked at the list. Most of the names in it were unfamiliar to her. The parentheses behind the names included directors, screenwriters, and celebrities. It was very complicated. She handed the tablet to Fu Sixue halfway through.

"See if anyone you know?"

For the unknown occasion, Fu Sixue felt somewhat uneasy. Now that Ji Chufeng took the initiative to hand over the list to her, she naturally accepted it.

As an actor who has debuted for many years, most of the above names are those she is familiar with, has been in contact with, or has heard of works, but most of them are people with low popularity and no works.As Ji Chufeng said, it is a great opportunity not to be missed.

At the end of the slide, when she saw a man's name, she paused, staring at the name for a while, and tightened her fingers on the edge of the tablet.

She handed the tablet back to Ji Chufeng, didn't say anything, just smiled at her, apparently not wanting to say anything.

The attitude was a bit abnormal, when Ji Chufeng was about to ask her what was wrong, the car stopped and the brakes were a little anxious, which made Ji Chufeng forget about it for a short time.

The car in front suddenly changed lanes without turning on the turn signal, and the driver had to brake suddenly to avoid hitting it.

After hearing the report, Ji Chufeng gave a "tsk", "There are always some people who are not afraid of death when driving."

The Maybach drove for 10 minutes on the road and stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Ji Chufeng looked at the magnificent building outside the window and reminded her that she had arrived.

An Yi and the driver stepped down to open the door for them. As soon as the door opened, the cold air came in immediately.

When getting off the car, she forgot to take out the shawl, and the cold air entered along the neckline, Fu Sixue couldn't help shivering.

When she was about to turn around and go back to get it, she saw Ji Chufeng walking over from the other side of the car with her shawl.

"Thank you." Fu Sixue reached out to pick it up, but Ji Chufeng didn't give it to her. Instead, he took the initiative to put the shawl on her shoulders, and then smiled at her.

This scene was seen by the people who got off from the car behind.

Ji Chufeng didn't pay attention to the people around, but said to Fu Sixue, "Go in, it's cold outside."

The thoughtful and gentle words fell into the ears of the person behind the car, and then Ji Chufeng led her to the venue.

Walking into the meeting place, An Yi didn't follow in, but went home from get off work, she knew that Mr. Ji definitely didn't want to be a big light bulb by herself.

A lot of people had already gathered in the banquet hall, holding wine glasses and chatting happily, when the two of them walked in, they immediately attracted the attention of the male guests inside.

Ji Chufeng felt that they were looking at Fu Sixue compared to herself, and their eyes were very shocked.

She was a little puzzled in her heart, and she looked calm on the surface, but that hand also quietly wrapped around Fu Sixue's waist.

Due to the need to give Mr. Ji face in public, the parties did not resist or refuse, and could only let Mr. Ji make decisions. Fortunately, Ji Chufeng was only pretending, and did not cross the distance.

"Mr. Fu, long time no see." A middle-aged man with a beard came over. Ji Chufeng didn't know who he was, so he could only watch them shake hands calmly.

But soon she discovered that the man seemed to greet Fu Sixue just to hand him his business card.

"Mr. Ji, hello." He took out a business card and said with a flattering smile, "I've heard about you for a long time, but seeing you today, the real person really looks better than the photos."

Ji Chufeng took the business card and glanced at it. It turned out that it was the editor-in-chief of a certain magazine. He chatted with him with a smile and then sent him away.

The temperature in the venue was moderate, but Ji Chufeng accidentally touched Fu Sixue's hand and felt her hand was cold.

She glanced at the waiters shuttling through the venue, then turned to Fu Sixue and said, "You wait here for me, I'll be back soon."

Before Fu Sixue could speak, Ji Chufeng quickly disappeared into the crowd. She opened her mouth and swallowed the words.

It was too conspicuous to stand at the door and come in. She was looking for a place with few people and waited for Ji Chufeng to come back when she heard a young female voice behind her.

"Senior Fu."

She turned around, and the person standing in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that she can often see her on the screen, what is strange is that they have never seen her, let alone talked to her.

Song Xinya came back from studying abroad five years ago and debuted in a talent show. Three years ago, she made a solo debut in the group. Before her solo flight, her popularity in the group remained high.

Such a star is too unfamiliar to Fu Sixue, who is already in the past stage, she doesn't know the reason why Song Xinya took the initiative to talk to her.

Before she could ask aloud, the other party couldn't wait to speak again.

"Are you dating Ji Chufeng?"

The author has something to say: Is that right, Teacher Fu [狗头]

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