The Her That Is So Charming

The danger in his words is extremely heavy.

Ruan Yanse shrank: "The shirt belongs to Xing Qing. It was just soaked in rain."

"Xing Qing's?" Shen Jin repeated, cursing in a low voice, "Are you out of clothes? Borrow someone else's."

Shen Jin let go after speaking.

He is used to this, extremely clean, and his personality is uncertain.

Ruan Yan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stepped her feet to kiss the scar on his throat.

Every time she made him unhappy, she did so, and his expression would ease.

"It won't be like this anymore," she said.

Sure enough, Shen Jin snorted, his face looks much better. But his eyes didn't stop too much on her. He carried her on the back of the neck, like a cat, and walked to a Maybach not far away.

A driver came down and opened the door for them.

He turned his head and said to Ruan Yan: "Take the card in two days and go out to buy some clothes. Don't let me see you wearing other people's clothes."

Shen Jin has never treated Ruan Yan materially. On the first night they slept, he gave her a card, unlimited.

Later, when the secretary said that Miss Ruan hadn’t touched the money inside, he didn’t feel anything. It was only when she was trying to get caught. Too many women in the circle pretended not to make money. In fact, they were all waiting to catch the money behind. fish.

Ruan Yan has been with him for almost two years, and it is the same as when he first met. No matter how much luxury he bought for her, she would just put it in the closet, and would not take it out to wear it unless it was necessary for the occasion.

Shen Jin thought, she was really tolerant.

Unfortunately, he can only see her face.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say to the person beside him: "Close your eyes."

Ruan Yan closed her eyes obediently, and his kiss fell on the end of her eyes.

A trembling of the mobile phone broke the string at this time. He picked it up, and Gu Zhaoye's voice was grinning on the other end of the phone:

"Hey, Brother Jin, today I went to visit Sister Yun's class, you helped me to get the autograph, but I told my cousin to praise Haikou..."

The cabin was extremely quiet, and Song Yun's name could be heard quite clearly.

Shen Jin thought that Ruan Yan was next to him. He wanted to hang up for a moment, then he thought about it, even if it knew nothing, she was so determined to herself that she couldn't do without him.

So he replied: "No."

Ruan Yan lowered her eyelashes and looked at the car window. She didn't ask him how he would meet Song Yun today, nor did he explain.

Wordless all the way, the car drove back to Linjiang Villa.

Linjiang Villa is Shen Jin’s private property. It is located in the west of Linjiang City. The most expensive area, every inch of land, an inch of gold, six figures per square meter, the more expensive it goes up.

However, this is not Shen Jin's home, his home is in Shen's old house. The old house is in the Chaoyang area to the east of Linjiang City, where money is no longer a place to live. What is represented there is not money, but power.

The Shen family has a strict family tradition. If it were not for a business trip to another province, Shen Jin would go back every Sunday to greet his father and his mother.

Ruan Yan remembered that the first time she spent the night with Shen Jin was on Sunday.

At that time, they did it three times in the hotel. He didn't care that it was the first time for her. When she was fully rested, it was already three o'clock in the morning. She was so tired that she was lying on the bed and couldn't say a word, but he still got up vigorously, rustling clothes.

She asked him: "Don't you stay with me?"

He said, "No, there is an entrance guard at home."

After speaking, he kissed the corner of her eye. When I got up and left, there was no nostalgia at all.

Except for a bank card left on the bedside table, a key to Linjiang Villa, and traces of bruise on her body, he seemed to have never been here.

She was a little bit disappointed at first, but when she thought, he might have entered the house like a thief and got up at 7 o'clock the next day as usual to say hello to his serious parents... She couldn't bear it. Live and laugh.

The car stopped steadily, and Shen Jin glanced at her: "I'll be home soon, do you dare to laugh?"

Ruan Yan deliberately returned him: "Can't it?"

"Yes." Shen Jin twitched his lips, "Anyway, you will cry later."

However, he entered the villa, but failed to make Ruan Yan cry as he wished.

He went to the room to turn on the light, but the light did not turn on. The nanny from the house in the past was not there, and only a dark area was left in the house.

Shen Jin fumbled in, kicked off the slippers, a little impatient: "Call the property and ask how..."

"happy Birthday."

Ruan Yan interrupted him.

She picked up a cake from the block behind her and held it in front of him. With the dim moonlight outside, he could see the candle inserted on it, but it hadn't been lit.

"I'm going to Hengdian tomorrow. I can't accompany you on your birthday, so I want to give it to you in advance..."

She leaned close to him, the water in her eyes seemed to flood down the moon.

Then he heard her whisper, "Happy birthday, brother."

Yes.

The last two words made the nameless secret flames in his heart burn.

Ruan Yan in front of him hadn't realized the danger, and still asked him: "Have you brought a lighter? Let's make a wish."

"Take it." He raised his hand and stroked her back, his voice slightly hoarse, "In his trouser pocket, take it yourself."

Ruan Yan reached in and probed, but she really came across a hard metal object.

He held her hand and forbade her to move any more, rubbing his thumb on the back of her hand through the cloth.

She understood immediately, her ears were red: "Light a candle and make a wish."

"I never believed in those falsehoods. Ask for permission," he paused. "Now only for you."

She took a step back slightly: "Eat cake first."

"No, eat first..." He leaned close to her ear and whispered a word.

After speaking, his big hand drilled into her shirt.

He hugged her and walked all the way to the sofa. At the last step, Ruan Yanmi reached out her hand and pressed it against his chest, "No, still, the light has not been turned on yet."

Shen Jin smiled. He knew that this was Ruan Yan's habit. Every time she did this, she always turned on the light.

Although he hadn't had any other women before her, he had also heard that most girls were shy and wanted to cover both of them with a quilt.

Ruan Yan is different. She has to turn on the light every time to look at his eyebrows carefully, and see that the affection in her own eyes is getting stronger and stronger, and then the two of them are here again. Sinking to death in the tide of love.

Shen Jin took out the lighter and lit the candle.

When she reached the extreme, he heard her raising her head and shouting: "Brother."

He thought, this is really an ambiguous nickname. He likes it very much.

Then, when the wind blew, the sound of weeping and the shadow of the candle shook all night

Ruan Yan got up at five o'clock the next day. Xing Qing booked her early flight last night, and she had to drag her sore body to get up.

Shen Jin on his side was still sleeping.

Ruan Yan leaned down, kissed the scar on his throat, and got up easily without clothes.

When she went out, she saw the cake on the table. The burnt candle oil had been mixed with the cream. I can't eat a bite.

Ruan Yan only hesitated for a moment before throwing the cake into the trash can.

At the same time, she whispered: "Happy thirty years old."

When I went out, the heavy rain had stopped yesterday.

But her car was still parked in the underground garage of the start-up conference. At this point in time and in this kind of location, there was no possibility of getting a car at all.

Ruan Yan drove the cheapest Land Rover in Shen Jin's garage and left.

In the middle of the trip, Xing Qing called her and asked her: "Have you left? Guide Xie has a strong sense of time. He does not allow the staff in the group to be late."

Ruan Yan nodded: "Well, I'm driving."

Xing Qing said that's good, and she asked Ruan Yan: "Did you go to Weibo yesterday?"

"I was so tired last night that I didn't look at the phone, what's wrong?"

"Your trick is really too high, which directly led to a tie with Song Yun's team this time. Do you know how Hot Search evaluates you?"

Xing Qing smiled happily on the other end, and casually threw Ruan Yan a link.

There is only one picture, which is a group photo taken at the launch conference yesterday:

Song Yun in a flamboyant red dress stood in the middle, and Ruan Yan, who was slender and slender, stood on the very edge.

The matching copy is:

[Sisters, this newcomer is without makeup! No makeup except for lipstick! Even these clothes are from Uniqlo! ! Sure enough, she looks good when she wears a sack...]

The following comments are also interesting:

[The first phone? This face value can indeed be beaten, a bit like Song Yun, but a little more spiritual than her. 】

[There should be few in the circle worse than Song Yun, hahaha, like a beautiful wood, I don’t know how her water prizes came from. 】

[As we all know, Song Y is an unspeakable daughter in Nancheng. 】

[It’s good to know that it’s a daughter. A slum Low who wears Uniqlo is embarrassed to come and wear a high-end daughter to touch porcelain? Take me Mei Song away. 】

[I don’t know how to wear Uniqlo, why is it Low? ! Your Song Jun wanted to use Uniqlo's endorsement before but was rejected hahaha]

[I'm a logistician. It is said that this newcomer originally prepared a dress, but was "accidentally" removed by Song's assistant, so he asked his agent to borrow Uniqlo. 】

…

Ruan Yan smiled and asked Xing Qing: "You bought it all?"

The following comments are from various factions and sources, and there are many marketing accounts to reprint. Although it is not obvious, most of them are relatively positive comments on Ruan Yan.

Xing Qing: "I think too much. I can't afford a 7-digit hot search position. Director Xie instructed the company to buy it."

"Thank you?"

"Yes, before Song Yun wanted to modify the script, she was dissatisfied with Director Xie. Later, she didn't join the group and she died at the press conference. This hot search can be regarded as Director Xie's beating on her. Heaven has eyes, Song Yun This time I was finally **** up, and I feel very comfortable thinking about it."

Ruan Yan twisted the car key, "I don't have to feel comfortable, if she is so easy to get involved, can she be popular for six years?"

Xing Qing smiled and said: "Why don't you care about her, you can respond to her for a while."

She just finished her words. Just as Ruan Yan started the car, she heard Xing Qing's cry:

"What I said, you look at Weibo, no wonder Song Yun didn't criticize the photo with you at all, it turned out to be a big move!"

Ruan Yan opened a hot search on Weibo, and it clearly read "Boom": #宋魠讯科CEO恋情露#

Clicking in is the ambiguous answer from Song Yun during the interview at the launch conference.

There was also a picture of Song Yun getting into the car with a man from the back.

The man wore a black shirt, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and a small head, and he felt like a waveless body all over.

Even Xing Qing sighed: "This person is really the president of Xunke? I heard that he is a very strong person, why does it look like this..."

want. right.

Ruan Yan added in her heart.

"However, this hot search did come strangely. After yesterday's press conference, there was no hot search, but it suddenly broke in the early hours of this morning. It's not because Song Yun's team did something fake." Xing Qing still didn't believe it.

"This person is indeed the president of Xunke. I didn't go to the hot search last night. It must be this one who was pressing down. As for today, he suddenly went up." Ruan Yan paused, "I should be willing to publicly admit their relationship."

Xing Qing also felt that her analysis was reasonable, but couldn't help but joking with her: "How do you know that he is the president of Information Technology? Have you met him?"

how could I know?

I gave him that black shirt.

However, Ruan Yan still has nothing unusual on her face, and throws the joke back: "Who do you think would dare to pretend to be the president of Information Technology?"

"Yes." After the gossip was over, Xing Qing stopped talking nonsense to her, "All right, hurry up, Xiao Fang is waiting for you at the airport. This is your first movie, take it well, you hear it."

"Um."

After Ruan Yan hung up, she glanced at the picture again.

I have to admit that Song Yun is tall and standing with Shen Jin who is also tall, that figure is indeed extremely right.

After a while, Ruan Yan turned off the screen.

Are you sad?

Do not.

She was just thinking, okay—

Fortunately, Shen Jin was not photographed in his face.

Otherwise, she could not imagine that he stood with other women against that face.

She can't think, nor dare to think.