"Okay." Xiang Zichen retracted his finger from Huang Qiao's mouth without any embarrassment, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Chen, you go out and reverse the car first, I'll be out right away." Huang Qian smiled elegantly, Xiang Zichen took a deep look at Huang Qiao, nodded and left.
Huang Qian walked down the stairs step by step and glared at Huang Qiao: "From now on... stay away from him. You should know who you should touch and who you can't afford to offend."
Huang Qiao knew that her sister had misunderstood, but she couldn't explain it for a while, so she could only nodded obediently: "I understand, sister."
Lamborghini sports car
Huang Qian recalled what she had just seen, and she still felt very uneasy. She saw Xiang Zichen looking at her sister as if he were looking at a prey, so she thought for a long time and finally said, "My sister is a bad girl."
"Oh? What's wrong?" Xiang Zichen asked while driving.
"When she was studying in France, she had sex with many foreigners and aborted several children." Out of selfish thoughts, Huang Qian did not hesitate to accuse Huang Qiao of being a bad girl.
Xiang Zichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Oh? Then she is really a bad girl."
Looking at Xiang Zichen's expression, Huang Qian wasn't sure whether he believed it or not, but she knew that Xiang Zichen had mysophobia. Because they had known her for so long, they had never touched her once, and even kissed her only a handful of times.
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"Originally, I always thought that Sihai Group only had one daughter, but I didn't expect that there was also a second lady." Xiang Zichen was obviously more interested in Huang Qiao's identity.
Huang Qian said disdainfully: "It's the same with or without her. She has been withdrawn since she was a child and refused to go to an aristocratic school. Her grades were super good, but she refused to go to Oxford. She chose the surprising French Design School. Even more so after returning to China.
She returned to Sihai Group but went out to work for a small company. Both my mother and I thought she was a freak."
"It seems that she is really weird?" Xiang Zichen somehow became more curious about Huang Qiao after hearing Huang Qian's derogatory remarks.
Why on earth did a rich lady make such a series of strange decisions?
next day
In the office of the president of Sufeng Group, a private detective walked in wearing sunglasses and took out a pile of information and placed it on Xiang Zichen's desk: "Mr. Xiang, this is the information you want."
"Well, thank you." Xiang Zichen took the check, skillfully wrote down the number and handed it to the private detective.
"Thank you, I'll contact you if necessary in the future." The private detective took the check and left immediately.
Xiang Zichen flipped through Huang Qiao's information one by one, and the more she read, the more interesting she became. It turned out that when she was seven years old, she chose a civilian elementary school when she went to elementary school, and she attended junior high school and high school in ordinary schools, while Huang Qiao
Qian Ze has attended an aristocratic school since kindergarten.
The most surprising thing was that after graduating from high school, Huang Qiao took the exam abroad and ranked eighth in Asia. She was supposed to go to Oxford University, but instead she chose the French Design School, which had a relatively low score.
After returning home, I have been working in the design department of Boyu Group until a few days ago when I resigned.
"Well, she is indeed an interesting girl." Xiang Zichen looked at Huang Qiao in the photo, wearing a white dress and sitting quietly drinking coffee on the Champs Elysees Avenue in France.
She doesn't have a stunning face, not as bright and beautiful as Huang Qian, but she does have an attractive face, with snow-white and delicate skin as crystal clear as a baby's, red phoenix eyes, inner double eyelids, and a thick, reddish mouth that makes people look at her.
It reminds me of the sister next door.
I don’t know why, but I have a different feeling every time I see her. I remember that day when I was downstairs at the Hilton, I accidentally scratched her trouser leg, and she actually had to apologize?
Thinking of this, Xiang Zichen smiled, then put away the photos and information in the drawer...
On the other hand, Huang Qiao, who left home, started to find a new job for herself. Unfortunately, there were only a few well-known cosmetics companies in this city. For some reason, several resumes she sent were rejected.
return.
"What's going on? Why doesn't it work? Please tell me and I can correct it." Looking at the phone, Huang Qiao prayed to the other party to tell her the reason for rejection.
In the past few companies, I hung up the phone without saying the reason. But in this company, the HR manager was obviously pretty good. She sighed and said on the phone: "Little girl, let me tell you the truth, your profile is really good."
Very good. You are a talented student who came back from France. We are in need of talents like you, but you have offended others, so none of our companies will hire you."
After hanging up the phone, Huang Qiao felt mixed. Did she offend someone? Could it be Zhao Kang and Liu Meilin's fault?