The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"How could this be?"

Xia Changqing thought for a while, "Claire knows?"

"Okay, long love." Jing Fuxiao took Lan Xia's long love shoulder and motioned her not to ask too much.

Xia Changqing recollected and looked a little sorry: "I'm sorry Junci, I just think it's too strange..."

"It's normal, most people won't believe it."

The boy raised his eyebrows and raised his lips indifferently, lying on the back seat of the car with his hands behind his head, a lazy, dazzling and dazzling look: "Austin has nothing to do with me."

When Jun Ci said that, the other people looked at each other and didn't continue the topic.

When the motorcade arrived in the hotel, everyone stepped into the crowd and started their own social circle.

Jun Ci sat quietly on the sofa and swiped her phone. After a while, she saw Lydia and Jun Chengyue coming.

Although I had met yesterday, Lydia glanced over at the first moment when Jun Ci sat on the sofa in the banquet hall.

She pursed her lips and was shaken. The man next to her was greeted by other guests, but the light from the corner of her eye seemed to stay on her.

She showed no flaws.

Yesterday, after she learned about Junci, she went back and fell asleep all night, but she still didn't lose half of her beauty this morning.

No matter how beautiful people are, they are beautiful.

Lydia found it incredible, she didn't know why, and the appearance of a teenager had been in her mind over and over again.

She said that her name was Jun Ci, and she couldn't believe it.

Jun Chengyue did not control her information network. She went back and checked for a long time before remembering that she had seen this teenager in a magazine report.

At that time, it was just a blurry photo, and she swept it over without taking it seriously.

I didn't know until now that this Chinese teenager is a famous director who moved the world. She has very outstanding abilities and amazing talents.

And smart minds.

Perfect, elegant, and smart, he is a person who lives in the imagination of others.

But none of this has anything to do with her. She was just thinking about why the young man would call her the name Jun Ci. She didn't ask Jun Chengyue what she was afraid this perverted man would see.

She couldn't even find the boy's Chinese name, only knowing that she was called Emp, and she couldn't confirm the boy's Chinese name.

Is it the same as hers?

Seeing people now, her familiar eyebrows still make her a little shocked.

She looks as old as her missing little princess, but this is a Chinese teenager...

This familiarity that Lydia couldn't figure out touched her heart that she had never had before.

Seeing Jun Ci again, she saw Jun Chengyue talking with others happily, she couldn't help but walked towards the boy on the sofa.

In the hall, there are not a few men who are attracted by her. Even a woman, it is difficult to remove her eyes from this shining woman, and when she comes to the same outstanding teenager, the scene is simply a sight feast.

But looking at it, everyone felt that something was wrong with each other. They didn't look at it blatantly, just whispered.

Why are two people so alike?

They did know the identity of the teenager sitting on the sofa, but everyone knew clearly that Junci was an orphan.

I don't know much about the rest of the information.

How could this foreign woman feel a bit like Junci instead.