Ever since she met Shi Jing at Tianhao Junlan Hotel that day, Qian Qianqian prayed every day that she would never meet that big devil Shi Jing again.
And it seemed that God really heard her voice. In the past few days, she really got her wish and never saw the devil who was an eyesore to her again.
And this made her start to naively think that maybe Shi Jing had begun to forget the huge sum of money she owed him.
This is the best. After she hides for a while, she can be truly liberated.
Haha!! Haha!! Hahaha!!!
Master, that guy called again~~Master, that guy called again~~~
The funny ringtone came to mind at an inappropriate time, causing Qian Qianqian, who was daydreaming, to pick up the phone reluctantly——
"What are you doing again?"
The call came from Qian Shenshen, her sister who grew up in the orphanage.
"Qianqian, Jianghu is here to help. Help me go to the Blue Devils tonight."
On the other end of the phone, Qian Shen's voice sounded a little anxious.
"I'm going to take over? Where are you?"
This damn girl, she finally had a day off, but she was going to be exploited again.
"I'm going to practice singing with Duoduo and the others tonight and participate in the tour the day after tomorrow. Please, please~~~"
"Okay, okay, I'll go and give it to you."
Unable to resist her good sisters' pleading, Qian Qianqian agreed without much mental struggle.
Qian Qianqian went to the high-end bar called Blue Devil according to the address given by Qian Shenshen.
It is said that this Blue Devil is the gathering place for all the rich first generation, rich second generation, and rich N generation. In short, in one sentence——
This is where rich people gather.
Qian Shen Shen is a part-time waitress here. She said that only in such high-end occasions can she have the chance to catch a golden husband.
Qian Qianqian believes that Comrade Qian Shenshen always likes to live in his Cinderella dream.
Young masters from wealthy families have already made arrangements to marry the princesses of wealthy families. How could they be the turn of proletarian people like them?
In her heart, she once despised Qian Shen's whimsical dream of a rich family. In her world of shallow money, the only way to support herself is to work hard to make money.
As for marrying into a rich family, it has never been within her scope of consideration.
After storing her backpack, Qian Qianqian began her work as a replacement for Qian Shen in the evening.
"Qianqian, bring this glass of wine to the VIP seat over there."
The bartender handed the newly mixed cocktail "Satan's Kiss" to Qian Qianqian's hand and pointed to the VIP seat in the distance.
"good."
He picked up the tray and took the "Satan's Kiss", took a brief look at the VIP seat pointed by the bartender, picked up his feet and walked over.
"Sir, your... time mirror!!!"
Before he could say the word "wine", he looked up and saw the same surprised expression on Shi Jing's face.
However, he didn't have as big a reaction as Qian Qianqian, he just raised his eyebrows slightly.
But Qian Qianqian looked like he was haunted by a ghost, staring at Shi Jing's handsome face in shock.
The ghost is still there!!! The ghost is still there!!!
Why can she run into this god wherever she works?
Does this guy have a crush on her, and then...
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Follow her???
Qian Qianqian narrowed her eyes and looked at Shi Jing's face. The next second, she immediately mentally denied this possibility that even she herself could not believe.