“Pay attention to your identity. If you are sure that no one is approached, just keep a polite attitude immediately;
If you want to be a little gentler, you can show it appropriately in the details, but be careful that someone should see it.
You are a girl, and you have a high status all of a sudden. If you listen to me, you should learn more from Princess Yan. This will be easier to win people's hearts and will be beneficial to the future."
Yin Yijie's voice became much warmer and mellower. It was obvious that he was exhausted or in pain yesterday.
"Grandma made me easier, but you should pay attention to keeping a distance from others." I have been fed much more by people and I have been so terrified.[
“That’s exactly what it means, easygoing is important.
But you know Princess Yan's appearance very well. The distance between her and ordinary people is also very obvious, but no matter who sees her, she will say that she is easy-going.
This reputation must be established from the beginning and is of great use to girls.
A proud and arrogant girl not only makes men hate it, but also makes girls hate it, and the future is difficult to walk.”
Yin Yijie picked up my hand again, held it gently in his hand, rubbed it gently, looking very cherished.
"I'm not arrogant." I have to uphold my position.
Yin Yijie curled his lips and smiled, kissed the back of my hand, and said:
“I know, but it doesn’t mean everyone knows it.
Moreover, there is no guarantee that we will be smooth sailing at all times.
Once you encounter resistance, people like to read out everything and like to exaggerate or distort the facts. You should know.
So, don't give people this feeling.
Although I like you to laugh at me alone, when I go out, especially when I find reporters stalk, you must pay attention to the instrument."
OK, okay, looking at Yin Yijie, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
His eyes smiled, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, which looked much colder and more comfortable than usual.
But even so, the lines on his face were just soft, and it was still difficult to read that obvious tenderness.
And the gentleness in his eyes as cold as Hantan must be wrapped in a layer of frost, not warm. Although I am used to him, I will ignore it; but that's the truth...