Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Although Xi Changchang and Chazi have only known each other for a week, their relationship is not shallow. In the past few days, Xi Changchang's affection for the cat has become even deeper than that of Zhong Jiamu.

So Xi Changchang wanted to go over and have a look at the fork, but Zhong Jiamu was beside the fork. She didn't know why she didn't have the courage to step forward, so she could only watch from the side.

Zhong Jiamu was pretty good when he didn't have a bad look on his face. She thought so and then she realized that Zhong Jiamu got up and walked straight out of the hospital. Xi Changchang followed him limping - taking the fork to the hospital.

Xi Changchang was so nervous that she stumbled and almost dropped the fork. Fortunately, she didn't let go, otherwise the fork would not only be an injury to the tail. But it was also unfortunate that Xi Changchang sprained her foot.

When he left the hospital, Zhong Jiamu noticed Xi Changchang. She didn't look like a lady at all. She had messy hair, was wearing pajamas, pajamas, and slippers casually. She ran out with a fork of blood on her clothes.

There has always been a rumor in the circle that the eldest lady of Mingmei is gentle and elegant, but when people see that this is the eldest lady of Mingmei Company, everyone will definitely be shocked. What about the elegance and generousness that she promised?

Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu with an innocent face, pulling on the corners of his clothes and rubbing them, like a child who was forced to stand: "Okay, I admit that I can't pretend anymore."

"Then what?"

"I didn't mean it." Xi Changchang pouted and said to Zhong Jiamu.

However, Zhong Jiamu didn't agree with this. He didn't ask about the fork again. Instead, he looked at Xi Changchang's posture and asked, "What's wrong with the foot?"

"I accidentally sprained it just now, it's okay... Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhong Jiamu didn't let Xi Changchang have a chance to break free, and directly carried Xi Changchang on his back: "If something happens to you, the male god will come to trouble me. In order to prevent me from trouble, please cooperate."

Listening to these tongue-twisting words, Xi Changchang shut up and muttered in a low voice: "What? It turns out it's just for yourself."

"What did you say?"

"No...nothing."

His car was parked in the underground garage of the pet hospital. He threw Xi Changchang into the car, pressed the accelerator almost to the bottom, and soon arrived home.

Turning on the big orange light, Zhong Jiamu dragged Xi Changchang and put her on the sofa. Xi Changchang thought that as Zhong Jiamu's sister-in-law-to-be, she had to maintain her own image, so she endured it without resisting.

Doesn't Xi Changchang know that she has completely ruined her image just now?

"Sit tight!" He ordered her, "Don't move." After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs, his leather shoes making a rhythmic "thump thump thump" on the stairs.

Looking at his back, Xi Changchang rubbed her head in frustration, only to realize that her hair was so messy. Then she... She ran to the mirror, looked at herself, and then sat down.

Xi Changchang slapped his head with his hand: "It's over. My sister-in-law's gentle, generous and decent image has been ruined by me."

While Xi Changchang was thinking wildly, Zhong Jiamu came back quickly, holding a towel wrapped in ice cubes and massage oil in his hand. He walked straight to her and squatted down, reaching out to lift her feet and put them on his

On her knee, she carefully placed a towel wrapped with ice cubes on her injured ankle.

"I'll do it myself," Xi Changchang said cautiously as she wasn't used to others touching her feet, "I won't bother you anymore."

"Don't move." Zhong Jiamu's tone was not as cold as usual.

After Zhong Jiamu said this, Xi Changchang gave up the idea of ​​letting her come because she felt that she did not have the courage to refute Zhong Jiamu.

"I really miss the gentle look of the male god." Xi Changchang glanced at Zhong Jiamu again, and thought: "Now I am living here with a big ice cube."

A stinging pain came, and Xi Changchang couldn't help but take a breath. He looked up at her, frowned and said with disgust: "You're so stupid."

He has probably never done anything to take care of others. His movements are clumsy. Although he looks impatient, his movements are still gentle and careful.

He raised his head and looked at her: "Is it feeling better?"

She didn't have time to look back, and their eyes met, and they were both stunned. As their eyes crossed, something seemed to have changed, even the temperature in the air seemed to be rising.

Zhong Jiamu put down the things in his hands, stood up and almost hugged Xi Changchang, sweeping his breath on her neck.

Xi Changchang said: "You...what are you doing."

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

He got his key from behind Xi Changchang.

Through the bright orange light, Xi Changchang saw the playful smile on Zhong Jiamu's face: "Go to sleep."

Xi Changchang blushed unexpectedly. Looking at Zhong Jiamu's back, she called out to him: "Hey, I..."

Zhong Jia Muai ignored him and walked into the room. With a bang, she was left with a closed door.

Xi Changchang touched his nose and was turned away for the first time in his life.

In fact, Xi Changchang wrote several drafts, but each time he just said a few words and then ran away under his boring and mocking eyes.

The longer they get along, the more Xi Changchang feels that Zhong Jiamu is like a ray of moonlight on the cliff, indifferent and aloof.

She knocked on the door several times in the past few days, and he always had an impatient expression.

So she wrote some trivial things on stickers one by one.

"It's very cold today, remember to wear more clothes." Draw a big crying face on the back.

"The company's food is so delicious." A big mouth was drooling from the back.

"Today my colleague next door complimented me on how nice my clothes are, hahaha." What follows is the posture of a typical villain who stands proudly in the wind.

"There is milk in the refrigerator, and you must drink it within the expiration date." Behind it was a blood-red knife.

On the door, on the TV, on the refrigerator, there are red and green notes everywhere.

He never paid attention to it, and she was happy with it.

Xi Changchang woke up early on purpose today, holding a large black leather bag with bulging contents in her hand. She walked out of the bedroom door and ran straight to the bathroom. Even though she knew no one would come in, she still locked the door and started tossing around.

A lot of cosmetics came out. These were high-quality cosmetics that she specially asked Wu Zi to secretly bring from the company. She started to practice there: "Toner? That's how it should be used... Let me take a look again. The eyebrows are painted flat."

Is it more attractive? And this and this..."

After Xi Changchang's hard work and a lot of cosmetics, a face that seemed brand new and perfect to Xi Changchang was born. He looked at his appearance in the mirror seriously: "Is this okay for going out? It should be.

OK."

Xi Changchang couldn't wait to take a photo and sent it to her best friend Jiaming. She also specially used beauty makeup and attached a message: Sister counterattacked, please like it.

After receiving the photo, Lele spit out a sip of coffee as soon as she took it into her mouth.

Whether this coffee is imported or freshly ground, the loss of this spoonful must be blamed on Xi Changchang, Jiaming thought.

Jiaming hurriedly wiped his table and mouth, patted the rag, and immediately sent a message back to Xi Changchang: Where are you? Send me the address."

A great figure in the makeup industry is still sitting here, and this little girl is actually going through such trouble. This is a pure insult to herself, and I can't bear it!

Jiaming put his crossbody bag on his back and rushed to the place where Xi Changchang came from.

"You've been in there for one hour and thirty-four minutes." Zhong Jiamu, who was outside the bathroom, looked at his watch and said expressionlessly to the people inside through the door.

Hearing Zhong Jiamu's voice, Xi Changchang immediately packed all kinds of expensive cosmetics into a black leather bag, snorted lightly, with an expression on his face that he wanted to be beaten, and said to Zhong Jiamu: "I'll give it to you."

You prepared a surprise."

"Surprise?" Zhong Jiamu's mouth curved, and his thin lips raised an unpredictable smile: "Then come out and let me take a look."

Then it was someone's solo show time, and he even came out with his own sound effects: "Dang dang dang dang..." Xi Changchang walked out, struck a pose, and then said to Zhong Jiamu with a smile: "How is it?

its not bad, right."

Looking at Xi Changchang's face in front of him, Zhong Jiamu was startled, and looked at Xi Changchang with a rather strange expression for a long time: "This surprise is really... unique..."

Xi Changchang was a little disappointed when he didn't see the expression he expected. He curled his lips and said, "You don't like it?"

This is actually the case...

My charming young lady, the future successor of the company doesn’t know how to wear makeup!

This fact once again shocked passers-by.

Usually when I go out, I just apply bb cream and a light layer of lip gloss before going out. This is the result of Jiaming training himself for a long time.

But today was different. It was Zhong Jiamu who took her out today. Xi Changchang felt that he had clearly asked her to set off Zhong Jiamu.

In order to prevent Zhong Jiamu's little fans from spraying him to death with saliva, Xi Changchang decided to take care of himself. At least he should go out in a more glamorous manner and not look like Zhong Jiamu's nanny assistant.

She said she didn't want to embarrass herself? A trace of unknown emotion flashed across Zhong Jiamu's face, but it was just a little bit, fleeting, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He moved his cold control: "Well, actually it's quite

good."

Xi Changchang grinned like a primary school student who was praised by the teacher. She raised her hair confidently: "Let me just say, after all, my father is also the chairman of a cosmetics company."

Seeing the proud look on her face, Zhong Jiamu twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but add: "But you look ugly like this."

At this time, Xi Changchang's face was as white as a layer of paint, and his neck and body were completely different. His lipstick was painted in a curved shape, and because it was too thick, he looked like a vampire who had just finished sucking blood. His eyebrows were

The painting is thick and black, and it looks like the seaweed eyebrows in Angry Birds.

I don’t know why her aesthetics are like this. In short, it makes people panic when looking at it, but it is very big and smooth.

The result that Xi Changchang had spent so much effort to produce was evaluated like this by Zhong Jiamu. His anger boiled over, and his face immediately turned into a black iron plate. He glared at Zhong Jiamu and gritted his teeth.

Said: "Zhong Jiamu, try saying it again."

Zhong Jiamu's answer was still one word: "Ugly." It seemed that he was wasting his voice by saying too much. One word, simple and crude.

Xi Changchang changed from an angry expression just now to a heartbroken expression: "I've been toiling for you for a long time, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"You know you are a handicapped gangster, so you still go to such trouble. You deserve it."

"Zhong Jiamu! If you dare, stop and don't run away." Xi Changchang stared at Zhong Jiamu with eyes as sharp as the tip of a knife.

"Run? Haha, you are thinking too much."

There is no word "run" in his dictionary.

Xi Changchang saw the momentum and was about to hit Zhong Jiamu. Unexpectedly, she tripped on the corner of the coffee table and fell backwards. She was not agile in nature, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.

.

But there was no pain as he expected. Only then did he realize that someone had made a cushion for Xi Changchang before he lay on the ground.

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Xi Changchang breathed a sigh of relief and touched his chest with his hand.

But Xi Changchang always felt that something was wrong. She looked down and then she realized what she was doing and her eyes widened: "Zhong... Zhong Jiamu, where did you put your hand...?"

Zhong Jiamu, who had almost subconsciously saved Xi Changchang just now, heard what she said and looked down at his hands.

He put his hand on Xi Changchang's... chest. Realizing this, Zhong Jiamu's face turned as red as a red pepper. He couldn't take his hand away, and it wouldn't be good if he didn't take it away.

Zhong Jiamu stuttered rarely: "Yes...I'm sorry."

Xi Changchang was angry and funny, and said to him angrily: "Then let go of your hand."

"Ah? Oh..." Zhong Jiamu was already stunned when he reacted. Now he found that the two of them were still lying on the ground in the same position. What if outsiders saw this?

"ding dong"

The doorbell rang.

Xi Changchang pushed away Zhong Jiamu, who was still stunned, and quickly jumped up from the ground: "I...I'll open the door."

Should it be so embarrassing? Xi Changchang thought as he opened the door.

When Xi Changchang saw those 18-centimeter high heels, he knew it must be Jiaming. When Jiaming saw that the person who opened the door was Xi Changchang, he pushed Xi Changchang away and walked into the living room unceremoniously:

"I said Xi Changchang, you treat my best friend as a decoration?"

She sloppily walked to the sofa, lay down on it, took out her mirror and started to touch up her makeup.

Just as Xi Changchang was about to say something, Jiaming saw a man standing in the corner through his mirror.

Jiaming was startled and immediately stood up from the sofa. With a smile on her face, she asked, "Excuse me, this is not your home, right?" If this is the home of this handsome man, then she

Isn't it very rude?

Jiaming never takes the initiative to cause trouble, especially with handsome guys.

It's a pity that Zhong Jiamu's next words were: "It doesn't matter, just treat it as your own home."

Jiaming suddenly felt like crying. This was really his home! When he thought of what he had just done and Lele, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It was so embarrassing, but this handsome guy was really a gentleman, and he didn't mind him.

the behavior of.

Jiaming stepped forward to strike up a conversation, and Xi Changchang knew that this was her usual style.

"What's the handsome guy's name? What does he do? Does he have a girlfriend? This year..."

"Okay, okay, if you have this free time, you might as well come and clean it up for me quickly." Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu's gloomy face, interrupted Jiaming, "Let's go, let's go." Then he put on a look of infatuation.

Jiaming dragged her to the dressing table in the bathroom.

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Changchang and shook his head.

Jiaming skillfully opened his bag and took out a lot of things that Xi Changchang couldn't recognize. With a look of disgust on his face, he finished removing Xi Changchang's makeup and started to reapply her makeup.

While Jiaming was putting makeup on her, he said to Xi Changchang with an envious look on his face: "I said you can do it, but where is another extremely handsome guy?"

Xi Changchang glared at Jiaming: "What are you talking about? He is just the younger brother of the male god. He has just returned to China. I will only take care of him for a few days."

Jiaming showed a clear expression: "That's it, then you can introduce it to me another day. I will invite you to watch more movies in the future."

Xi Changchang refused almost without thinking. "No, he is a weirdo. You'd better stay away from him."

Xi Changchang didn't want the two of them to get to know each other. He didn't know why, but he felt itchy in his heart, but Xi Changchang did not lie to Jiaming. Zhong Jiamu was a weirdo.

Zhong Jiamu looked at his watch habitually. He was almost impatient with waiting. He thought that taking a woman out would be troublesome.

When he was considering whether to leave her alone and leave first, the door opened with a click from the inside, and Xi Changchang walked out, rubbing his hair irritably: "Is this okay?"

Zhong Jiamu originally just glanced at Xi Changchang accidentally and found that Jiaming's makeup skills were indeed very good. She knew how to cover up the shortcomings of a face and then highlight the advantages, just like Xi Changchang's graffiti.

no the same.

Xi Changchang's eyelashes were trimmed long and drooped, leaving a light shadow on her face. Her eyebrows were made very special, thin and long, like a crescent moon in the sky on a summer night.

, the whole person appears to be more energetic.

Xi Changchang, how dare you question Jiaming's skills? Jiaming shot Xi Changchang with a glare and glanced at her, "You can't question my ability."

Just as the two were bickering, Zhong Jiamu's driver called him: "They say everything is ready for the lecture and the car is ready. Can we leave?"

"Hey, I'm leaving." He called Xi Changchang.

"Then Lele, please go back quickly. I'll contact you when you're done." Without any intention of leaving Jiaming behind, Xi Changchang pushed her outside.

"That handsome guy, I haven't asked for your phone number yet." Jiaming turned around and shouted to Zhong Jiamu.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at Jiaming and said lightly: "Let's talk about it another day."

Seeing Lele's deflated expression, Xi Changchang was immediately amused by Zhong Jiamu. She pushed Jiaming out of the door, squinted her eyes and smiled, saying to Jiaming: "Did you hear that? Let's talk about it another day? Another day.

Let’s talk again, let’s go, let’s go.”

"Xi Changchang, you..."

Halfway through Jiaming's words, Xi Changchang closed the door with a bang.

Zhong Jiamu watched from the side as Xi Changchang pushed Jiaming out of the door without saying anything. He wondered if it would be unsafe to take him out by himself. This is how Xi Changchang usually treats his best friend.

As if taking out the trash, she turned around, clapped her hands, and said to Zhong Jiamu relaxedly: "Let's go."

Zhong Jiamu still chose to take her out with him.

He and Xi Changchang sat in the back of the car together. Xi Changchang stared at the phone screen for a long time before raising her head and asking him seriously: "Is the makeup I put on really ugly?"

Zhong Jiamu did not raise his head, still flipping through the materials in his hand, and answered without thinking: "What else?"

Xi Changchang's expected eyes immediately turned cold, glaring at Zhong Jiamu: "I just discovered that you are not only unkind, but also shady."

Only then did he raise his head, sneered, and said lazily: "Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

After arriving, the staff first asked Xi Changchang and Zhong Jiamu to wait backstage temporarily. Xi Changchang poked Zhong Jiamu's arm: "Don't be nervous when you get up later. Show your own level."

Zhong Jiamu, however, looked like it didn't concern him: "I'm not nervous."

At this time, Zhong Jiamu noticed that Xi Changchang's shoulders seemed to be shaking. Xi Changchang felt that the heart in his body was beating non-stop. He retorted to Zhong Jiamu: "Nonsense, how can you not be nervous? There are so many things down there.

People sit and listen to you talking alone."

Zhong Jiamu took a sip of coffee: "I think you are the one who is nervous."

Xi Changchang looked out the window unconsciously: "Me? Why am I nervous? It's not me."

After hearing her words, Zhong Jiamu said nothing more.

At this time, a young man poked his head in: "Lawyer Zhong, you can start."

Zhong Jiamu nodded to indicate that it was okay. He stood up and turned to Xi Changchang and said, "Go home when it's over."

Watching his back slowly walking away, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart for some reason.

"Why is the atmosphere so strange?" Xi Changchang muttered in a low voice.

After sorting out Zhong Jiamu's things, Xi Changchang was about to go out to watch Zhong Jiamu's lecture, but someone came from behind and covered Xi Changchang's eyes.

But the man's movements were very gentle, and he didn't mean to hurt her. Obviously, Xi Changchang didn't notice this. Suddenly, her eyesight went dark, and she didn't know what was going on, and she almost reflexively turned towards the man behind her in panic.

One kick.

The sound of pain came.

When the sound reached Xi Changchang's ears, her expression suddenly froze, and she slowly turned around. She covered her eyes and secretly looked at this person through her fingers.

Sure enough, she guessed it right, this voice was too familiar to her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, I thought..."

"What do you think? Some big wolf?" The man who was kicked by Xi Changchang said with a half smile.

That's right, the person in front of you is Xi Changchang's fiancé, the male god.

With his thick skin, tall nose, and his standard smile, this man is very charming and can definitely charm a lot of girls. Xi Changchang feels that she can have a fiancé like him because of how many good things she has done in her previous life.

can be exchanged for it.

At this time, the male god has returned to normal. He gently touched and rubbed Xi Changchang's smooth hair: "You are still so careless, what if you kick me to pieces?" The male god raised the corners of his lips,

"Because you are Xi Changchang, I won't pursue it, but I found that your strength has become a lot stronger, and you have been doing well recently. How about it, Zhong Jiamu didn't bully you?"

Xi Changchang lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "No, it's pretty good."

"That's good."

There was a hint of surprise in Xi Changchang's next words: "How did you know I was here?"

The male god adjusted his collar for him: "I heard that Xingyu was giving a lecture, and my father asked me to come over and have a look. I didn't expect you to be there too."

"Oh." Xi Changchang originally thought that the male god came to see her, but now his words disappointed her a lot. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

The male god seemed to have seen through Xi Changchang's thoughts. He took Xi Changchang's hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Did you miss me?"

"Huh?" Hearing him ask himself this, Xi Changchang's mood finally improved, and he said with a silly expression on his face: "Yes."

"Hahaha..." The male god raised a smile, "I have never sneezed. How do you prove it?" As he said this, he suddenly surrounded Xi Changchang.

Two blushes immediately appeared on Xi Changchang's cheeks, which spread from her cheeks to the corners of her eyes. She pushed him gently.

The smile on the corner of the male god's mouth became deeper with a trace of teasing: "Okay, okay, I know you are thin-skinned. I won't tease you anymore."

"We are different... different..." The phone rang, which ruined the atmosphere. The male idol took it out and looked at it before hanging up immediately. His expression became unnatural, and then he said to Xi Changchang with an apologetic look: "You

Look, they are here to rush me again. The company is very busy, so I have to go back first."

"But……"

The male god interrupted Xi Changchang before she could finish her sentence: "If Xingyu bullies you, just tell me and don't bear it."

Xi Changchang's head drooped like an eggplant leaf beaten by frost: "Yeah, I understand."

"I'm leaving." The male god was still smiling at Xi Changchang before he left. From the first time he met Xi Changchang until he left, the male god was always smiling, but when he turned around and faced outside

When he walked away, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. Because he smiled for too long, his expression was very stiff, and his eyebrows were replaced by a feeling of indifference. It was as if the person just now did not exist at all.

.

The male idol returned to the back seat of the car. Sitting behind him was a very coquettish woman wearing heavy makeup, who asked the male idol with straight eyebrows and eyes: "Who was that woman just now?"

"I'm just an assistant." The male god said it in a true tone. He took the woman and held her in his arms.

But the woman was obviously not satisfied with the answer. She broke away from his arms, with a hint of jealousy in her tone: "You and your assistant are different."

A haha ​​sneer slipped across the male god's lips: "What, are you jealous?"

The woman didn't hide it, but told the male god directly: "Yes."

The male god lit a cigarette and put it to his mouth: "You are provoking me in vain."

"Zhong... um..." She wanted to say something else, but the male god blocked her mouth with a domineering kiss. He kept holding the cigarette in his hand, clasped the back of the woman's head with one hand, and inhaled the woman's head.

A puff of cigarette blew out into the woman's mouth.

The woman immediately coughed, but did not break away from the male god. She felt the woman gradually collapse in her arms, and the male god's expression became more and more gloomy.

The male god thinks like this: No one will ever speak to me like this again, absolutely not.

Listening to the applause outside, Xi Changchang knew it was about to begin, so he ran downstairs to find a seat.

On the stage, Zhong Jiamu was wearing a well-tailored suit, a somber black suit, and a large ancient silver retro feather brooch on his collar. The dazzling luster reflected by the crystal lamp above his head shrouded Zhong Jiamu's indifferent face,

It made him look like the handsome models in those magazines.

The students in the audience were all listening to his lectures attentively.

After a long time, the class came to the end of the question period, and the host said that he would pick a few questions for Zhong Jiamu to answer on the spot. The audience was excited, and the students rushed to raise their hands to signal to the host to choose them.

The host picked a male classmate wearing a big blue suit and said, "It's just you."

The male classmate asked nothing more than a few innocuous questions, and Zhong Jiamu quickly explained them to him.

"Thank you, I understand!" After listening, the male student sat down excitedly.

Zhong Jiamu's eyes were unmoved. He looked at the male classmate and frowned: "Since the question asked by this male classmate is too simple, I have to wonder if he got into the postgraduate program just because of some bad luck.

.So, I suggested that he go back and read the book "Case Analysis" instead of asking such ignorant questions and wasting everyone's time."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the audience. The male classmate obviously did not expect to be criticized so viciously by Zhong Jiamu, his face turned red and his head drooped.

Xi Changchang was speechless and complained to the people next to him: "With such a merciless attack, does he think everyone's IQ is as high as his?"

"But that's right, hitting the nail on the head is Zhong Jiamu's style." Xi Changchang said with a half-smile.

At this time, the host on the stage said: "Okay, the last question, what do you want to ask? Raise your hands quickly." Finally, the host picked a girl.

The girl stood up and asked Zhong Jiamu shyly: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Suddenly there was a burst of echoes and whistles from the audience.

It seemed that the girls in the audience admired this martyr and finally asked a question they wanted to ask.

Zhong Jiamu remained silent, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

The host on the side quickly smoothed things over: "Although this classmate asked a good question and I really want to know it, this is a personal question. We will only talk about academic issues today."

There was a cry in the audience.

The female martyr still didn't give up: "If not, so many girls in the audience are your fans, you can consider trying..."

Before she finished speaking, her microphone was snatched away by the host.

There was another cry from the audience.

Tsk tsk tsk, the female students these days are so vigorous and resolute, focusing on max skills, Xi Changchang really admires them.

After a long while, Zhong Jiamu on the stage lightly opened his thin lips: "I don't have a girlfriend, it's just..." He paused and gave a rare and reserved smile,

"Almost there."

The audience wailed again.

…

The setting sun blew in from the window, and Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu's side face that was dyed yellow by the sunset. His big amber eyes were like a quiet lake under the moonlit night, and his brows were still filled with indifference and calmness. He stood tall and high.

on stage,

Like a lonely snow leopard.

This man exudes an aura that is both dangerous and intoxicating, like a black hole that will involuntarily suck in those who are close to him.

It was at this lecture that Zhao Yining met Zhong Jiamu.

Zhao Yining, wearing exquisite makeup and high heels, was only responsible for the first ten minutes of the show. After that, she sat down with nothing to do. She read gossip entertainment news on her mobile phone and chatted with her friends for half an hour.

In the past, she was looking at her mobile phone and her mind was dizzy. When she looked up, she saw the boy on the stage.

At first, she just took a quick glance and thought that this boy's skin was more attractive, so she wanted to continue looking at her phone boredly. Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly started telling a short story, which pulled her into a state of mind, which was probably absent-minded.

Zhao Yining spent the most serious minutes of all the lectures she had attended. She took her mobile phone and sent a message to her best friend: "I saw a handsome guy, so talented."

"Can you still like other people's talents?" My best friend sent me a sarcastic expression.

"Let me show you the photo. He is quite handsome." Zhao Yining raised her phone, adjusted the focus closer, and took a photo of Zhong Jiamu.

"How long do you think it will take to catch up with him?"

"With your looks, just pretend to be silly and sweet. Two or three weeks will be enough."

Zhao Yining's best friend didn't go out of her way to flatter Zhao Yining. She had already witnessed too many boys prostrating themselves before Zhao Yining's group of pomegranates.

How do you say that? People who fall in love are terrible.

She gave her best friend a "satisfied" expression and turned off her phone. Zhao Yining raised her eyebrows. She saw that the boy was placing the last ppt with the words "Zhong Jiamu" on it.

At first, Zhao Yining thought that her love for Zhong Jiamu was as simple as falling in love with a lipstick, a rose, a coat, and a pair of shoes.

She thought she could touch him easily, just like all the boys before. Zhao Yining has always been confident in herself. She knew that as a model, she was superior both in appearance and figure.

The lecture should have ended by now. Zhao Yining hurriedly jotted down a few questions, planning to explore the boy's tone later.

He might fall in love with her at first sight, Zhao Yining thought.

Seeing that the lecture was over, Zhao Yining took out a small mirror from her bag to touch up her lipstick, and then straightened her bangs on her forehead. She slowly stood up from the crowd of eyes. Ever since she was a child, she has been accustomed to other people's attention.

Envious eyes.

At this time, Zhong Jiamu walked into the backstage lounge and looked at Xi Changchang who was standing aside. Zhong Jiamu put his copywriting bag on the table and said to Xi Changchang: "Why did you stand up just now?"

Xi Changchang was so excited when the last lecture was about to end that he clapped along with everyone, his own hands turned red, and finally stood up without even noticing.

But she didn't believe that Zhong Jiamu could find her among so many people: "Are you going to tell lies with your eyes open like this? It's so dark down there, are you sure you can see it?"

Zhong Jiamu snorted coldly: "I can just see it."

Zhong Jiamu did not lie. His mother had protected his eyesight very well since he was a child. Moreover, Xi Changchang was wearing a very unique dress today. Zhong Jiamu casually glanced and saw Xi Changchang standing up stupidly.

Xi Changchang deeply realized that it was absolutely inappropriate to argue with a shady and arrogant lawyer like Zhong Jiamu, so she simply ignored Zhong Jiamu, left him alone, and sat down.

The sofa next to me was scrolling while I was scrolling, humming some popular Chinese love songs.

Zhong Jiamu stood there and watched Xi Changchang having fun alone. He also sat on the sofa. The sofa around Xi Changchang immediately sank in: "You seem to be very happy." Zhong Jiamu asked.

Have a smooth meal.

"Of course I'm happy that the male god came just now." Xi Changchang raised his eyebrows in Zhong Jiamu's direction proudly, "But he said he came to see you, didn't you see him?"

"No. I asked you why you were suddenly so happy today. It turned out to be because of him."

Xi Changchang ignored the most important second half of the sentence and responded to the first two words: "Maybe he doesn't want to disturb you, but I advise you to find a girlfriend as soon as possible. Otherwise, wait for you

What should I do if no one wants me after two years?" Xi Changchang was talking to himself, completely unaware of the increasingly disgusting face of the person next to him.

"hehe……"

Hearing the laughter, Xi Changchang raised his head and glanced at Zhong Jiamu: "What are you laughing at?" But when he met those eyes that were like ice, Xi Changchang couldn't help but shudder.

Xi Changchang felt that this person was really incomprehensible, and he always got angry at others.

The male god and Zhong Jiamu are somewhat similar, but one of them always smiles like a spring breeze, while the other always has a frosty face, as if someone owes him a lot of money.

Xi Changchang wailed silently in her heart, how could the male god have such a careless younger brother.

"Women like you are the most troublesome and a nuisance around me. It's better not to find them."

After saying that, Zhong Jiamu stood up and still wanted to open the door and go out. Xi Changchang glared at Zhong Jiamu and ignored him. Who knew what he wanted to do.

Just as Zhong Jiamu was about to turn the door handle, the door opened by itself from the outside.

A girl who was dressed very fashionably walked in from the door. Her voice sounded sweet: "Are you Lawyer Zhong?"

"Yeah." Zhong Jiamu glanced at it and replied lightly.