Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

The crowd surrounded the artist and entered the lounge with an unknown fan. He Xilan was sitting on the sofa chair, wearing a light blue dress that was very elegant.

Seeing the organizer and his colleagues coming, He Xilan stood up and said with a smile: "As soon as the manager went out to pick up someone, I guessed that you were here Mingxu."

Ming Xu nodded and said, "Long time no see, Xi Lan."

No matter what the real relationship is, on the surface, no one will be too ugly.

The last time I saw her was in Song Xiaozhi's video half a month ago. Mingxu swept across Song Jianzhi beside him, squeezed the cat's paw lightly, and then released it without a trace.

Several people were seated, accompanied by the organizer, and the event started when the time was up. Mingxu has been running around a lot recently. Although Li Man has been taking care of her physical condition and can't let her get tired, her mental fatigue is accumulating layer by layer.

Like a thickening gray cocoon.

But all these negative states were expelled by a lemon-yellow Song Jianzhi.

Sitting together, Mingxu could smell the faint fragrance without any effort, it was the fresh and fruity fragrance from Song Jianzhi.

Like being hit by some strange potion, Mingxu's mood rushed like a tide, mixed with excitement.

Although Song Jianzhi played the red carp, her appearance was very different at this time, and her popularity was not high, so no one recognized her.

As for Song Jianzhi's identity, the organizer looked at Song Jianzhi's face and didn't say it clearly, but simply said that she was the invited "brand friend Miss Song".

The little artist immediately understood that the relationship is a star-chasing fan with extraordinary status. Other fans can only look at the mall. Such fans can be invited to the backstage to sit down and chat with idols.

Ming Xu glanced at his watch, it was only ten minutes before the opening of the event, and there was no time to do anything. I can only ask the children in a low voice when everyone is talking to He Xilan, who is good at dancing with long sleeves:

"Alone? Or go on a business trip with Mr. Song and drop by to see me."

"I came to see you specially. I heard that you two are going to have an activity together, with Xi Lan, so I came in here." Song Jianzhi's expression was a little proud, as if he was able to sneak in by virtue of Just as witty.

I knew Pi, saying that when Miss Song came, the organizer dared not to welcome him, Mingxu felt helpless.

But seeing her smug little expression, she felt indescribably cute, and she was reluctant to even say a word to her.

"Why come today, I have to leave later." Mingxu sighed slightly, with a bit of apology in his eyes, "I can't accompany you."

Song Jianzhi lowered her head and straightened the lemon yellow plaid skirt.

She almost memorized Mingxu's itinerary, of course she knew that she was going to leave later.

But...

I would love to see her.

Just like today, the sooner the better.

"Come if you want."

Ming Xu couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she looked at the children carefully, and suddenly said:

"You went home, did you gain weight?"

Song Jianzhi: ?

Impossible! Beautiful girls can't eat fat!

Song Jianzhi secretly reached out and touched her waistline, um, it was still very thin, and there was no fat.

Including her face, she spent a full two hours on makeup today, and He Xilan is not as delicate as her makeup.

This outfit is the one she wore when she saw Sister Mingxu before, so she found it out. I went to get a new manicure yesterday and it was beautiful.

At first glance, she looks like a standard and delicate girl for a long-distance relationship!

Song Jianzhi was so angry that she wanted to puff her mouth, but when she thought about it, her face was really "fat", she couldn't puff up, and she couldn't fall for this woman's evil plan.

"I'm not fat." Song Jianzhi resolutely said, and complained, "As soon as we meet, you say I'm fat, you are too much."

"If you ask me to pinch my face, I will believe it."

Song Jianzhi was about to send her face over confidently, when she remembered that there were so many people around her, she turned her head away, and a faint blush appeared before her face was pinched.

"Again." Her voice was lower.

Ming Xu raised the corners of her lips comfortably, but couldn't hold back, taking advantage of the opportunity to adjust her sitting posture, she slightly tilted her head towards Song Jianzhi, as if to communicate with her, the bridge of her high nose rubbed He crossed Song Jianzhi's ear and brushed his soft hair like a cloud.

Intimacy and restraint in front of others.

The traces left by the tip of the nose are only the fruity fragrance that is ubiquitous on Song Jianzhi.

When the eyes meet, you can see the secret longing and desire in the other's eyes, the surrounding air has changed, Song Jianzhi tightened her fingers and licked her lips.

Mingxu looked down at her hand.

Soon, the organizer notified the artists to start the event, Ming Xu also stood up, and Li Man squatted down to tidy up the ribbons on her skirt.

Song Jianzhi followed and stood up, and Mingxu asked her:

"Will we go to the airport together after my event?" In this case, we can spend at least one more hour together.

Song Jianzhi raised her hair slightly, bit her lip lightly, and said, "I'm afraid it won't work... There is a game in the evening, my sister told me to go home before 6 o'clock to prepare."

Only then did Ming Xu understand that there would be no joy for even an hour, so it was necessary to separate.

Under the prying eyes of so many eyes, Mingxu's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his long and slender fingers, and gently smoothed Song Jianzhi's slightly messy long hair.

"Come on."

Song Jianzhi's long eyelashes trembled, and her body leaned forward slightly: "You too."

I am very content to see her.

Song Jianzhi is catching a flight and cannot be delayed here any longer.

When Mingxu appeared on stage amid fans' calls and smiled at the camera, Song Jianzhi had already taken a taxi to the airport.

It was not until the car drove across the street and could no longer see the tall building where Mingxu was located, Song Jianzhi reluctantly took his eyes back.

Zhao Xiduo came to the Song Group.

When she heard the news in her sister's president's office, Song Jianzhi was not surprised, and even had a feeling of "how did Zhao Xiduo come".

Xiao Xu went out to do errands, and it was passed on by the assistant secretary. When Song Jianyin heard that Zhao Xiduo was visiting, he did not move his brows and said:

"Tell Miss Zhao that my appointment for the afternoon is full."

Song Jianzhi mourned for Zhao Xiduo when she heard this.

Song Jian called her to ask about her recent achievements and difficulties at work because she was rarely free in the afternoon.

Now facing Chandler, it becomes "reservation full".

But Song Jianzhi doesn't get involved much in other people's emotional affairs.

One is a sister and the other is a friend. They seem to be very close, but if you think about it carefully, it’s even harder to care about them.

It's a little hard to tell which way you help.

Song Jianyin raised his chin: "Continue."

"Okay..." Song Jianzhi looked down at the notebook, and was about to find what she had just said, when the screen of her mobile phone lit up and it was Zhao Xiduo's number.

Song Jianzhi glanced at her sister: "It's Xi Duo."

Song Jianyin didn't say anything, Song Jianzhi picked up the phone under her sister's default.

"Crooked." Zhao Xiduo's voice was long, and she began to act coquettishly as soon as the call was connected, "See Zhi, I'm in your office building, can I go up by reporting your name?"

Song Jianzhi's phone was very loud, she looked up at her sister's expression, and sure enough, Song Jianyin frowned imperceptibly.

Song Jianzhi thought about it and said, "Except for the president's office on the top floor."

Zhao Xiduo said very directly: "That's not good, I just want to see your sister, can you help me?"

Song Jianzhi was stumped for a while, what should she say, saying that she had witnessed how indifferent her sister was beside her.

Zhao Xiduo continued, her voice sweet like a little oriole:

"Good to see Zhi, just help me this time. I'm not going to disturb your sister with private affairs. She said before that I only talk about business affairs in the company. I remember it."

Song Jianzhi couldn't stand her sister's request, so she couldn't help but look at her sister.

On the surface, it was asking for opinions, but in fact, it was written all over the eyes, "Promise it quickly", "Give me a chance", "Cedo is a big star anyway, give me a face".

Song Jianyin listened to the faint chatter on the phone, looked at his sister's frantic eyes, rubbed his forehead, and pressed the internal phone to instruct:

"Let Miss Zhao come up."

The voice on the phone stopped immediately, and after two or three seconds, Zhao Xiduo exclaimed:

"Ah! It turns out that Yin Yin is right next to you!"

"Ah, what should I do, was my voice sweet enough just now? Is it still cute?"

Song Jianzhi didn't have time to answer, she immediately took the next sentence, "Good to see Zhizhi, I'll go up to find you!"

The phone hung up, Song Jianzhi looked up at her sister.

Song Jianyin's eyes were turbulent, and he seemed to laugh but not smile: "Cause?"

Song Jianzhi:…

She hesitated: "Cough, maybe... a nickname? When you see Chando, ask her, haha."

"I regret agreeing with her now." Song Jianyin said blankly.

Song Jianzhi resolutely said: "I want to see you when you are angry, you can train her face to face! How can you call my sister like that!"

"Right?" Song Jianzhi dared to seek approval.

Song Jianyin glanced at her, but did not speak.

Zhao Xiduo came quickly and entered Song Jianyin's office with a light and energetic breath.

At a glance, Song Jianzhi seemed to see herself who met Mingxu a few days ago, and her whole body revealed the delicate atmosphere of "this body cost my mother a lot of money and time".

It's not easy.

Song Jianzhi found resonance, empathized with her, and decided not to be that shining light bulb, trying her best to reduce her sense of existence.

Song Jianyin leaned back, with the gold-rimmed glasses by her hand, her eyes were cold, and she said, "Miss Zhao, what's the matter?"

The stilettos under Zhao Xiduo's feet made a crisp sound on the smooth floor, her long legs were straight, and she approached little by little.

"It's business."

Zhao Xiduo carried the small C family chain bag in her hand. The delicate facial features and a hint of sassiness are highlighted outside the beautiful little fairy image.

Zhao Xiduo looked at Song Jianyin with good eyes, and her eyes could not hide her love.

Song Jianyin still can't understand why this girl is obsessed with herself, she doesn't know the reason, no matter how affectionate Zhao Xiduo's expression is, she can't empathize.

"What exactly?"

Zhao Xiduo walked to Song Jianyin.

She put her arms on Song Jianyin's desk and pressed down slightly, showing a smile.

This girl has a very clear smile, with an infectious power that cannot be ignored, Song Jianyin suddenly found out.

But looking good doesn't mean anything, Song Jianyin still looked at the girl in front of him unmoved.

The eyes do not waver or fall.

Zhao Xiduo suddenly smiled wider, like a flower that bloomed to the extreme, revealing the vitality and seductive sweetness accumulated for a long time:

"Marriage, is it a business?"