One Can’t Judge by Appearance

"You have a hatred with the phone?" Yuan Bo came back from work, seeing Yuan Yi holding the phone in a daze, "It's half past eight, are you not going to wash and go to bed?"

Bend down and picked up the remote control, Harahiro didn't watch what was on the TV. He took off his suit jacket and threw it aside, and sat down on the sofa.

Yuan Yi heard a familiar voice on the TV, he looked up at the TV screen and said nothing. On the TV, Yan Xi introduced one by one the donations received by the orphanage and where the donations will be used soon. Later, she also filmed the cafeteria and accommodation environment of the orphanage, all of which were very clean. However, in order to protect the privacy of these children, there is no child's front face in the lens. Occasionally, even the children's voice is changed after the accidental shooting.

There is no new content in the rebroadcast of the previous program this Saturday. Yuan Yi stared at the TV blankly, and made a decision until the end of the show.

Seeing that this woman is very caring, he should remind her.

Boss Zhou’s party was very successful, and Song Chao came to make him face-faced, which made him a lot of praise. He inevitably drank two more cups and spoke even more proudly.

Song Hai dealt with her colleagues, worried that her daughter would be tired after walking around with him, so she asked her to find a place to rest by herself, without having to accompany him. Yan Xi knew that the businessmen had their own way of communication on this occasion, so he hid in the corner obediently. The chefs at this party were all invited by Boss Zhou at a high price. Both the appearance and the taste are commendable.

Yan Xi took some food and put it on the plate, and sat down in the corner. This kind of gathering sometimes pays attention to wife's diplomacy, but it is a pity that Yan Xi is too young and does not belong to the category of the wife, so many people just greet her, but will not talk to her about business affairs.

"Miss Song," Song Chao came over with a wine glass and sat down across from Yan Xi. He glanced at the dinner plate on the table, the food had been eaten, and the lipstick on the other party's mouth was a little light, and it seemed that he had not had time to make up, "Excuse me."

Yan Xi beckoned people to take away the empty dinner plate, and smiled politely to Song Dynasty: "Mr. Song mind if I go to the bathroom to get some makeup?"

"There is no one else here, Miss Song doesn't need to be tired to walk so far." Song Chao raised his head and made a request, "Or Miss Song minds my existence?" After speaking, he turned his side.

Yan Xi didn’t know how many people were paying attention to the Song Dynasty now, and whether the other’s actions would cause others to misunderstand him, but if such a beautiful man took the initiative to act in front of her, she would not be at a disadvantage. As for what others thought, as long as it did no harm to her. , Just let them go.

Life is alive, who doesn't think about it a few times?

Song Chao observed the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but recall nine years ago. At that time, he was under a lot of pressure to study, and somehow he had some hazy thoughts about a high school girl. Nine years ago, he was too young and too young. He learned how other classmates pursued girls and wrote a love letter to her.

Later, the girl didn't reply to him, nor did he go to the meeting place written in his letter. He waited there like a fool for a long time. Later, he went to look for the girl again, and heard that she had completed the transfer formalities that morning.

After nine years, the girl's appearance has been blurred in his memory, vaguely remembering that she was a very well-behaved, weak and clean little girl. But he waited for her for a long time under the sun, but he remembered the mood from hope to loss clearly. This was the only frustration and stupid thing he didn't want to remember when he was young, so he didn't like to remember this period very much.

He thought it was almost forgotten, but when he saw the girl again, he almost instantly remembered her appearance, it seemed that she was still so pure, still so delicate, even those moist eyes. , And still very much like a little rabbit being bullied.

But it's nothing more than that.

She is just an ordinary woman who is busy with her makeup and will accompany a smiling face in front of him.

Yan Xi is not a fool. She has long noticed that Song Chao has been looking at her since she took her seat. She turned her attention away from the small mirror and met Song Chao's eyes, "Mr. Song, may I ask you something?" She pointed to her. The corners of my lips, "Being stared at by a good man like you, I am worried that I will paint lipstick on my teeth because of my shaking hands."

"Sorry, because Miss Song looks a bit like my first love, so I can't help but look at it more." Song Chao took off his glasses and put them on the table, smiling at Yan Xi, "I haven't seen her in nine years. I don't know how she is doing now."

"The girl who can be liked by Mr. Song must be very good, so don't worry, she must be doing well." Yan Xi closed the mirror and put the lipstick and mirror into her bag.

This is not an idol drama. It's like first love or not seeing it in nine years. This method of soaking up a woman is embarrassing to write a third-rate novel. Do you really think she has never seen a man? I really can't tell, this Song Dynasty looks like a dog, but thinks a lot.

You can't just come to lie to her just because her face is so cheating, right?

"Miss Song..."

Yan Xi's cell phone rang, she took the opportunity to get up, smiled apologetically to Song Chao, and went to the corner with her bag. She took out her mobile phone and found that the caller was Yuan Xiaoer. She was a little surprised. She looked back at Song Chao, who had already put on her glasses, got up and was about to leave, and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Yuan."

"Where are you, why are you so noisy?"

Yan Xi turned his head and looked at the people behind her. She was so far away that the young master could still hear her. It really changed her ears: "Come with my dad to a party at an uncle's house."

"Are you alright?"

"I can't call you if I'm okay?"

They are unfamiliar, so why are they calling? Do they occupy communication? Yan Xi rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "Of course it can. A warm welcome."

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to look for you when it's okay," Yuan Yi chuckled, "I said today I would invite you to dinner? As a host, you always have to find out the preferences of your guests. You can tell me what you like to eat first. Good arrangement."

"Just for this?"

Yuan Yi turned to see Yuan Bo and looked at him again, and turned his side to prevent Yuan Bo from seeing the expression on his face, "Food is the most important thing for the people. This is a major event."

I didn't see it, Yuan Xiaoer was still a foodie.

Yan Xi was almost persuaded by the other party's righteous tone: "Would you like Sichuan food?"

Thinking of the hot chili peppers and the numb peppers that made my tongue unconscious, Yuan Yi turned his mouth three times when he refused, "Okay, I will make arrangements. You can wait with peace of mind."

"Then...thank you?" Yan Xi hadn't met someone so solemn and serious in inviting someone to dinner for a long time, and couldn't help but smile, "I look forward to where you are looking."

"No, you're welcome," Yuan Yi's throat and ears were a little numb as he listened to Yan Xi's smiling voice, and his expression was straightforward. Farther away, some men are good-looking, and their hearts are darker than anything else."

Obviously, Yuanyi didn't refer to anyone, but Yan Xi inexplicably thought of the Song Family Shao Dong Song Dynasty. She touched her nose: "Okay, thank you for your reminder."

It turns out that Yuan Xiaoer is not only a foodie, but also a caring character, and...I really didn't see it.

Hearing that Yan Xi's tone was a little perfunctory, Yuan Yi said coldly, "Don't take it seriously. Someone had an accident some time ago, and the faces of several family members were unsightly."

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention," Yan Xi said to the phone, "Never drink."

After hanging up the phone, she took a photo of the orange juice in her hand and sent it to the original Xiaoer's WeChat.

Yuan Yi received the picture of Yan Xi, and his serious expression finally eased. He threw the phone on the sofa at random, and finally felt that his chest was not so stuffy.

"Whoever drank and made mistakes and caused a lot of family members to lose face, why haven't I heard of it?" Yuan Bo frowned and looked at Yuan Yi, "Yuan Xiaoer, don't talk nonsense to the outside world, in case the news reaches the ears of entertainment reporters. , And we have to make up a period of grievances and grudges, you give me a break."

"For example, I didn't say it is true." Yuan Yi said to the kitchen, "Aunt Li, give me a glass of orange juice."

"Fake you are plausible, second child, you are really capable," Yuan Bo said helplessly. "What kind of orange juice to drink at night? What kind of trouble."

"Orange juice can replenish vitamin C. I think it's good." Yuan Yi got up from the sofa, put his mobile phone in his pocket and went to the kitchen to get orange juice.

Yuan Bo looked at Yuan Yi's back and was speechless for a long while.

What's wrong!

The rich have their own small circles, and some of the wealthy and powerful descendants also have their own circle of friends. Since WeChat has become more and more popular, they have also established a chat group with the crowd, and the group name has become taller, chat The content is a mess.

Luxury car watches, yachts, airplanes, and handsome beauties are the content of their chats, but they involve commercial issues, and almost all of them are tacitly avoided. People with identities like them sometimes accidentally leak a piece of news, which involves the jobs of thousands of people, and brothers have to settle accounts, so you can eat anything you want, but you can't talk nonsense.

Just when several friends, friends and friends said who bought the new plane, Yuan Yi asked in the group.

Yuan: Who knows where Sichuan cuisine tastes the most authentic?

Zhang Wang:...

Yang Yu: The account was hacked?

Xu Qiaosheng: Hacking dog, we won't charge you up your phone bill, nor borrow money, thank you!

Yuan Yi saw that more than 20 messages were swiped in the group in an instant, all scolding him, and quickly returned a message.

Hara: Don't think I don't know that you are taking the opportunity to scold me. Answer my question first.

Xu Qiaosheng: Brother Yi, it's almost half past ten, are you still up?

Yuan Yi glanced at the empty glass on the table. He drank too much orange juice and couldn't sleep. He did not answer Xu Qiaosheng's question, and asked the question about Sichuan cuisine again.

Zhang Wang: Ask what this is doing, take the girl to dinner?

Hara: Thinking too much, would I please a woman so much?

He just promised the other party's thing, and he had to do it.

It's that simple.