Xi Siyao's smile froze little by little. She lowered her head and said, "Then this artist doesn't know how to praise."
"I canceled her endorsement and warned her that if she does it again, I will ban her. Now the artists in her company are not qualified to be endorsed by my company." Tang Zhixia smiled elegantly and gently, but her eyes were killing
Fa looked sharply at Xi Siyao opposite.
Xi Siyao clenched her coffee cup and didn't know what to say for a moment. She didn't expect that Tang Zhixia's meal was a warning to her.
"Siyao, do you think I did the right thing?" Tang Zhixia asked with a smile.
"Yes, I don't think anyone can ruin the relationship between you and Brother Jiuchen." Xi Siyao responded with a natural smile.
"Of course she doesn't have the ability to ruin our relationship. I just think it's an eyesore." Tang Zhixia took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about something else! Are you working now?"
"Yes, I joined a financial company." Xi Siyao nodded.
"Depending on your conditions, of course you can find a good job. After work, don't forget to find your significant other!" Tang Zhixia said with a smile.
"I'm busy and don't have time to fall in love."
"If I have someone suitable, I can introduce it to you." Tang Zhixia said enthusiastically.
Xi Siyao waved her hands hurriedly, "No, Zhixia, thank you for your kindness."
Tang Zhixia didn't force it. At this time, the food was served and the two of them continued chatting about other things. Tang Zhixia's goal was achieved. She believed that Xi Siyao could hear the double meaning of what she just said.
After eating, the two of them got up and left. Xi Siyao held up a quilted suit and said, "Zhixia, this is Brother Jiuchen's suit from yesterday. Do you need me to send it for dry cleaning?"
"No need, leave it to me!" Tang Zhixia stopped bothering her and reached out to take the suit and hold it in his hand.
The two people came out of the restaurant. Tang Zhixia pointed to his car and said, "My car is over there. See you next time. Goodbye."
"Goodbye." Xi Siyao watched her off and saw a female bodyguard driving her car, and soon her car left.
Xi Siyao breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Zhixia's method was not simple. He just warned and beat her with insinuations.
Tang Zhixia took Xi Jiuchen's suit. She said to Yang Lu, "I don't want this suit anymore. You can deal with it."
"Okay, ma'am."
Tang Zhixia also regretted this suit, but since it smelled like a woman, she didn't want it anymore and would never let her husband wear it again.
She is also mysophobic in this regard.
She hoped that Xi Siyao would take her warning to heart and stop causing trouble.
In Jian Zhipei's villa.
Qiao Xuemei went shopping and Jian Zhipei went out to do errands. She began to work seriously, bringing a glass of water to Jian Zhipei to clean his study table and wipe all the dusty places.
When she was packing up the documents, she couldn't help but see a signature. The pen was strong, handsome, and it was this man's handwriting.
She was squatting under the table and wiping when she suddenly heard someone pushing the door. She was startled and quickly got up.
"Dong..." a collision sound.
Her forehead hit the table.
Jian Zhipei looked at the girl standing up with a rag in one hand and covering her forehead with the other. He was slightly shocked.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm cleaning the table for you." Ye Wanwan answered honestly.
When Jian Zhipei saw her working so actively, he walked up to her and looked at the red spot on her forehead that was swollen.
"Go apply it."
"I'm fine." Ye Wanwan was not afraid of the pain, but just as she was about to go over, the man suddenly grabbed her waist. She was so frightened that she looked up on the table, and the man pressed her against the table.
"Are you so eager to repay me?" The handsome man approached.
The ink-like pupils are like a clear spring of snow, clean and deep. This face is absolutely full of oppression.
Ye Wanwan opened her red lips slightly, unable to believe that this man, who had always been arrogant and cold since they met, would do such a thing to her in the afternoon sun.
"I...I really want to repay you..." Ye Wanwan stuttered.
"Then do it my way." After Jian Zhipei said it, he didn't know where the urge came from, and he wanted to taste the taste of her red lips again. After kissing her impulsively in the hotel yesterday, he felt
It's like being addicted.
He had to make sure, were her lips really as soft and sweet as jelly?
With this thought, he didn't hesitate any more, he aimed at her slightly parted red lips and covered them.
scare!
Ye Wanwan's head went blank and he was frightened.
Did this man kiss her again?
Jian Zhipei found that her waist was soft and supple enough. On his table, her slender snake-like waist made his body heat up, and on his lips, he confirmed the texture of her lips over and over again.
Soft and extremely sweet.
In the study room in the afternoon, passion was quietly taking place.
Ye Wanwan closed her eyes and felt the man's sometimes domineering and sometimes gentle kisses. She actually experienced the sweetness of love.
Finally, Jian Zhipei pulled away, and Ye Wanwan ran out as if running away, with a trace of ambiguity floating in the air.
Ye Wanwan panted and returned to the room. She was satisfied with a frightened little rabbit. She covered her red lips and her mind was filled with the man's cool and domineering kiss. This was completely beyond her acceptance range.
This man has always given her a feeling of abstinence. Is it her illusion?
And when he just said he would repay her in his own way, was he asking her to sacrifice herself?
Jian Zhipei stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand in his pocket. He was wearing black clothes and black trousers, with a tough figure and a tight handsome face. His eyes, which were always as cold as snow-capped mountains, were dancing with a trace of fire, and even his breath was a little unsteady.
He has feelings for Ye Wanwan, what the hell is this?
Just now, on his desk, this was proved.
Qiao Xuemei came back from outside. It was another good shopping day for her. The servant behind her came in carrying large and small bags.
"You guys go down!"
The servant put down the bags and left, and Qiao Xuemei raised her head and called, "Ye Wanwan."
Ye Wanwan pushed the door out of the room and said downstairs, "Miss Qiao."
"Come down and tidy it up for me." Qiao Xuemei crossed her legs and ordered.
Ye Wanwan went downstairs, and Qiao Xuemei asked her to take out all these things and sort them out. Ye Wanwan took a pair, and she quoted the price.
"This pair of limited-edition high-heeled shoes is worth 180,000 yuan. Please be careful."
"This silk pajamas is worth 90,000 yuan. You are not allowed to get even a thread out of it for me."
"This bag is worth 1.8 million. Don't touch it randomly. If it gets damaged, you can't afford to pay for it."
Ye Wanwan, "..."
She doesn't agree with Qiao Xuemei's concept of consumption, and of course she won't envy her, because it's not a very noble thing to be so empty that she can only shop for fun.
"Brother Jian, do you think the dress I bought looks good?" Qiao Xuemei picked up a skirt and compared it with her body.
The man who was holding on to the handrail and going downstairs was staring at the back of the girl beside her who was bending over to tidy up.
Ye Wanwan listened to the footsteps behind him and was so frightened that the bag he was holding clattered and fell to the ground.
Qiao Xuemei looked at her and blurted out her blame, "You actually threw my most expensive bag on the ground?"