Prosperity Beauty Live Room

Si Han left the auction venue ahead of time and stood alone in the lobby, looking straight in the direction of the parking lot outside the door with a deep gaze. Sometimes when a waiter came up to ask him if he needed help, he shook his head in silence.

In his eyes, only Liu Wan remained in the world.

From the moment the other party calmly hugged Lu Yirong's gift and left, he had a hunch inexplicably, that the other party's turn...will never reach him again in his life.

Si Han remembered that he had wanted to give this person many things, such as a house, a car, and a bag, how the soft girl said to him at that time

"No, I don't like these." It's obviously his mistress, but he can't see the extravagance in the clothes.

At that time, Si Han thought that Liu Wan really didn’t like it, until he saw her becoming Lu Yirong’s assistant, until he saw her dressed so beautifully today, accompanied Lu Yirong to the auction, and even accepted Lu Yirong’s gift calmly. —

Si Han suddenly realized that the girl didn't love beauty or didn't like these jewels. It was just that she used to be aloof and treated her as an accessory. Even giving gifts was like charity.

Only now did he wake up, that his identity didn't attract Liu Wan at all. She never valued herself more because of how much she was in the Tiansheng Group, and she even refused to be as simple as her refusal.

Si Han watched that the figure finally got into Lu Yirong's car, couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling his chest aching.

He seems to have lost someone who loves him very much, regardless of who he is, but who only loves him.

…

"Dingdong, congratulations to the task force for getting Sihan's 60 points of favorability! 50 points of regret!"

The system truthfully reports in Sheng Yan's mind.

But Sheng Yan was not happy at all at this moment, and his head was occupied by Lu Yirong's words just now.

"You can only refuse one tea set and me", she tried to find traces of jokes from Lu Yirong's face with her left light, but she failed.

So she sits sternly on the other side of the back seat at the moment, separated from Lu Yirong by a few tens of centimeters, holding the wooden box and not daring to breathe, with a solemn expression as if she was holding the ashes of a relative. .

But the audience didn't realize the weight of her at all, and the content in the barrage was jubilant.

Yu Jun Jue: "I have chosen President Lu and have everything you need; if you don't choose President Lu, you have nothing."

Ten yuan: "Children only make choices. Of course adults want everything!"

My dearest deskmate: "Anchor play off, love to hear and hear!"

Sheng Yan: "..." In my last life, I did some evil to meet the devil audience like you.

She sighed in her heart, and was about to look at the scenery outside the window to temporarily relieve her sorrow, but found that the car had stopped, and Lu Yirong's cold voice sounded beside her: "Here."

Sheng Yan suddenly looked like a frightened rabbit. She opened her eyes wide and looked at her in panic, thinking her death line had come, flushed her face and replied to Lu Yirong:

"Me, can I think about it for a while?"

When the incident happened suddenly, she didn't know how to react.

For a long time, the purpose of her getting along with Lu Yirong was very simple, that is, to be friends with each other, it is best to be able to appreciate each other's beautiful face every minute.

But now the other party tells her—

I don't want to be your friend, I want to be your girlfriend.

Lu Yirong looked at Sheng Yan quietly. In fact, she was a little unsure from the moment she got on the car. Although she still maintained the same calmness on her face, her heart went all the way up and down.

There is one sentence left in my head: too impatient.

Obviously know that Liu Wan's last relationship was pushed to the extreme by Si Han, knowing that the other party is most afraid of such toughness, but she can't control her own mind. I want to know that this kind of sudden change...

It will only be rejected in embarrassment.

Lu Yirong, who is accustomed to planning everything plainly, finds that she is too hasty now. Even though she has lived for more than 20 years, she turns out to be no better than the kindergarten children in the face of her heartbeat.

She was ready to be sadly rejected, but she didn't expect to wait for the other party to answer so seriously and carefully.

—Can I think about it for a while?

For some reason, Lu Yirong suddenly smiled, and the street light outside came in dimly, illuminating half of her face, and even the light under her eyes cast a shallow light.

She said, "Do you know what you mean by this sentence?"

It means that I still can't help but hope, and will try my best to reach that distant goal.

Sheng Yan blinked her eyes unconsciously and then smiled. Hearing Lu Yirong's voice, she curled her lips and replied:

"You say so, I dare not think about it."

Lu Yirong looked at her intently, raised his hand and gently pinned a small strand of hair behind her ear to the back of her ear. The cool fingertips wiped off Sheng Yan's auricle, and the movement was like a feather gently from Sheng. Yan scratched her body, making her want to tremble from the depths of her soul.

Then, Sheng Yan heard her say to herself word by word:

"Think about it, good night."

Sheng Yan's smile suddenly became a little bitter. When this happened tonight, where can I sleep well?

But she also politely returned Lu Yirong with a good night. At this moment, the driver who had been pretending to be non-existent in the front seat was very winking, got out of the car and opened the door over there for Sheng Yan and told her to walk slowly.

…

After returning home.

Sheng Yan set up the box and said goodbye to the audience in advance. After closing the live broadcast, she collapsed on the sofa tired, calling the system from the bottom of her heart.

"Do you have any restrictions on the task force's emotional life?" she asked.

The system told the truth: “At first, I heard that the headquarters did not allow task personnel to carry out emotional life and influence the world line. However, due to the excessive mental pressure of task personnel, the relevant mechanism was modified to allow tasks of any status. Employees enrich their emotional lives in various worlds—as long as they do not affect the completion of the task, and do not violate the law and ethics."

Sheng Yan turned her face on the sofa and murmured: "Then I still have to return my body to Liu Wan after I leave. How do you deal with this?"

"Our system is to build a harmonious world. Before you came, it was detected that Liu Wan had no desire to survive as the protagonist, which led to the collapse of the plot. After you complete the task, you can successfully activate her will and successfully enter the revised world—and After Liu Wan herself wakes up, she will restart her life in the automatically integrated world..."

Sheng Yan touched her chin and tried to explain: "To put it simply, the protagonist has gone on strike, and I am responsible for finishing the unfinished drama, so that the protagonist will wake up comfortably and start the next plot."

The system praised her sincerely: "Smart."

"The revised world..." she said again.

System: "Huh?"

Sheng Yan suddenly stopped talking. She got up in silence, went to the bathroom to remove her makeup clean, and then sat down in front of the dressing table, taking out her face-lifting night cream in exchange for the audience's reward money and continued to apply it.

This week, the scars on her face have faded a lot, and the wounds have healed smoothly, leaving only a thin trace of pigmentation, letting people know that this piece of skin has been injured.

It is estimated that in another week, Liu Wan's face will be restored.

Sheng Yan patted her face in the mirror lightly, and she didn't know where she was sleeping, and she said, "I am so serious to help you restore your appearance. You must cherish it after you wake up."

She cleaned herself quietly, lay down on the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep with her eyes closed.

…

The next day.

Sheng Yan had a weird dream of Lu Li all night, and suddenly dreamed that after she had left, Lu Yirong came to pursue her original owner Liu Wan. After the other party agreed, the two became a pair. After a while, she dreamed that Lu Yirong blocked her in the corner and asked why she had forgotten. When I woke up, I found myself almost oversleeping.

She cleaned herself as quickly as she could. She put on her makeup and carried her bag and rushed downstairs. She even forgot to eat breakfast. She rushed downstairs and found a black BMW parked at the door after she got out of the corridor.

More obvious than that car is the person who is looking down next to the car door with his mobile phone and not knowing what news he is reading.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, why are you here?" Sheng Yan suddenly ran into the protagonist in her dream, still in a daze.

Lu Yirong was much more natural than her, and handed her a bag with some remaining warmth in his hand, "Oversleeping?"

Sheng Yan looked at the paper bag and didn't think it looked like a document bag. After receiving it, she noticed that there was residual temperature underneath. She looked down and found that it was filled with breakfast. She was even more confused at the moment: "This is..."

"Breakfast I brought you, let's go, I'm going to be late."

Lu Yirong helped her to open the passenger seat. Sheng Yan was reminded by the word ‘late’ and she subconsciously sat in, until she saw Lu Yirong getting into the car from the other end, she asked dazedly:

"Mr. Lu, you still didn't seem to say, why did you show up downstairs in my house in the morning?"

Lu Yirong saw her look not awake, and went to help her fasten her seat belt. With a'click', while the seat belt was buckled, Lu Yirong kept leaning sideways, her eyes slanted, tears from the ends of her eyes. The mole evokes a hint of flattery.

She did not speak, but already answered the question with her eyes—

I'm chasing you, to pick you up to and from work, shouldn't it?

Sheng Yan squeezed the paper bag in her hand and was taken away by her tearful mole. She didn't know how to react, but felt her heart beating inexplicably faster.

Oops, she feels that her symptom of loving to see beauties is getting worse.

At that time, Lu Yirong had returned to the driving position and slowly drove the car out of the community.

Until the next traffic light, she said in this inexplicable silence: "Today is the first day I pursue you, and it is also the first time I pursue others."

Sheng Yan turned her head to look subconsciously.

Afterwards, she saw that the plain fingertips of the man in the driver's seat tapped the edge of the steering wheel unconsciously, but she looked ahead calmly on her face.

Just when Sheng Yan was racking her brains to think about how to answer the conversation so that Lu Yirong would not feel embarrassed, the other party moved her lips and considered the sentence all night, thinking that it would never offend Liu Wan's question. :

"So, can you like me a little bit more than yesterday?"

The author has something to say: Sheng Yan: "..."

Too cute and awful, it seems that my heart was shot by some arrow!

What I said yesterday was changed to ten o’clock update, but a friend who knew me in the comment area asked me bluntly, if it’s changed to ten o’clock, I can only see it at eleven o’clock. I thought about it, it makes sense, then I just Continue to use 9:30 as the driving force! So at least you can still see hum at ten o'clock!