Jiang Yuyao's eyes were slightly cold, and she quickly wrote down the seat number and returned the tickets to their original places.
Hearing footsteps outside the door, Jiang Yuyao quickly sat back on the sofa, pretending to be playing a game.
Assistant Lin brought some water: "Ms. Jiang, use it slowly."
"I'd like to recommend a game to you. I've been sitting here playing it for ten minutes and I still can't stop." Jiang Yuyao smiled brightly and her voice was soft.
It was exactly ten minutes from the time Assistant Lin left the house to the time he came back, which indirectly revealed that she had never left the sofa.
Assistant Lin was flattered and nodded in agreement.
After a while, Sheng Lijue came back and saw Assistant Lin playing a game: "Are you very free?"
"Mr. Sheng..." Assistant Lin raised his head and met the death stare from the president, and ran out in a hurry.
The moment the door closed, I heard Sheng Lijue's cold voice: "If you play games during working hours, your salary will be halved this month."
At this moment, Assistant Lin's heartbroken voice was louder than the sound of the door closing...
"Brother Li Jue, don't blame him. He stayed with me because I got bored waiting for you." Jiang Yuyao explained to Assistant Lin considerately.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Sheng Lijue asked bluntly, and put the concert ticket in the drawer.
"Sister Yarong told me that she wanted me to go to your house for dinner tonight. Let me tell you so that my sister-in-law doesn't misunderstand." Jiang Yuyao sat opposite Sheng Lijue: "I wanted to refuse, but Sister Yarong said
If I don’t go, I’ll ask you to pick me up…”
Sheng Lijue nodded slightly: "My dad will be happier if you go, so you don't have to feel embarrassed."
"I know, then I'll go back first and won't disturb your work." Jiang Yuyao left the company without staying any longer.
As soon as she got into the car, Jiang Yuyao raised a cold smile on her lips and dialed the phone: "Buy me two tickets for Scar's concert this weekend, 6."
In the afternoon, Sheng Lijue returned home with the tickets and planned to tease Shi Qiuqiu.
"I was going to get you two tickets, but it seems like their band is really intolerant of the crowd." Sheng Lijue leaned on the sofa and flipped through the magazine carelessly, his words being mysterious.
Hearing Sheng Lijue mention the band, Shi Qiuqiu's eyes suddenly lit up and she leaned close to the man: "Scar Band? Didn't you let me go?"
"Of course I'm joking, but it's a pity that I don't have any tickets." Sheng Lijue shook his head pretending to be regretful.
Shi Qiuqiu was already very touched, and comforted Sheng Lijue softly: "It's okay, I'm already very happy that you found tickets for me. Let's just watch their concert videos at home over the weekend. Compared to watching the concert, of course
It’s important to spend time with your boyfriend.”
Her shy confession greatly satisfied Sheng Lijue's vanity.
"So good?" Sheng Lijue had a smile in his eyes and put his hand slightly in the inner pocket of his suit: "Do you really think I'm more important?"
Shi Qiuqiu nodded seriously, with clear eyes: "Of course."
"Then I will give away these two tickets." Sheng Lijue took out the tickets, held them between his two fingers, and shook them back and forth with a beautiful evil smile on his face.
"Wow, it's really the Scar Band!" Shi Qiuqiu immediately reacted: "You lied to me! No, I'm angry, you have to accept punishment."
"What punishment?" Sheng Lijue was in a good mood and listened to the content of the punishment with great interest.
Shi Qiuqiu smiled evilly, with a playful light flashing in her eyes, and ran to the cloakroom and took out a complete set of clothes.
Black leather jacket with rivets, black leather pants, black leather boots...and a bass.
Shi Qiuqiu planned to play at home with the two of them on the weekend, but she didn't expect that she could go to the venue now.
Heap them all to Sheng Lijue: "If you put them all on, I will be happy."
Sheng Lijue stared at Shi Qiuqiu in surprise. It was rare to see her in high spirits, but these ghosts...
"No." Sheng Lijue frowned: "It's too ugly."
Shi Qiuqiu blinked her eyes: "I really like the rock and roll style. It's cool and handsome. It's my dream as a girl. Don't you want me to love you more?"
"..."
This kind of ridiculous excuse is a lie as soon as you hear it.
But Sheng Lijue looked at her sparkling eyes and unexpectedly agreed...
A few minutes later, Sheng Lijue walked out of the cloakroom fully armed with a stinky face, but he was as cool as the cold band singer on the stage, and had a more powerful aura.
Shi Qiuqiu was cracking melon seeds and waiting to watch the excitement. When she saw Sheng Lijue's outfit, she was stunned for a moment and almost fainted.
I usually see him in suits and ties, but I didn’t expect him to be so handsome, cool and stylish now in rock-style clothes!
"Wow, so handsome."
The slender fingers are placed on the bass, and the stern expression is more suitable for the black leather jacket. The long legs are particularly harmonious when wearing leather pants.
Sheng Lijue is a monster, a monster!
"Is the punishment over?" Sheng Lijue asked with a stinky face: "Do you like such messy clothes so much?"
After saying that, he looked at Shi Qiuqiu who was about to drool. He looked unhappy, but he couldn't help but be pleased by the nymphomaniac in her eyes. Is he usually so unattractive?
Shi Qiuqiu ran over, raised her finger to her lips, and silenced Sheng Lijue: "Shh, let me enjoy it."
Then, he rushed over and touched it left and right, and after eating all the tofu, the nymphomaniac's little face was full of excitement: "It's so beautiful, Sheng Lijue, you should change your style often, so that I have new surprises every day."
Disaster comes from the mouth.
When she was excited, she said: "It feels like I have a new boyfriend every day."
The corners of Sheng Lijue's raised lips were halfway bent, and he suddenly collapsed. He hugged her waist and pulled her into his arms: "Do you really want to change your boyfriend?"
"..."
Yeah, we got into trouble.
"No."
Sheng Lijue smiled evilly, threw the bass on the sofa, grabbed the little woman who was trying to escape, and said hoarsely: "If you like this outfit so much, then take it off with your own hands."
Shi Qiuqiu: "..."
Can I refuse?
After performing the fashion show in the villa, Sheng Lijue was still not satisfied, but he was urged by Mr. Sheng's call to return to his old house for dinner.
When he left, Shi Qiuqiu was still sleeping soundly, her face was flushed, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes. She was hugging the quilt tightly, which was very attractive.
Sheng Lijue lowered his head and kissed her on the lips and left happily.
…
The old residence of the Sheng family.
The table was full of Jiang Yuyao's favorite dishes. Sheng Yarong deliberately arranged for Sheng Lijue and Jiang Yuyao to sit next to each other. Mr. Sheng said he didn't have much appetite and would go downstairs later.
"Yao Yao, don't be restrained, coming here is just like coming to your own home." Sheng Yarong was smiling all over her face and was very enthusiastic towards Jiang Yuyao.
"Thank you, Sister Yarong. I'm really sorry for bothering you all the time after returning to China." Jiang Yuyao apologized softly and behaved in a dignified manner.
The two of them were chatting back and forth, only Sheng Lijue was sitting on the side like a glacier, eating quietly.