Chapter 390 What are you thinking about?

Five minutes later, watching the woman's graceful back as she left, Yan Yi flicked the stack of transcripts and photos in his hand and said with a nonchalant smile,

"They clearly have the same father, so how come the daughters they gave birth to are so different?"

According to Shen Lingwei, this was the last handle Shen Pianpian had left in that family. The others were burned by her father in order to avoid leaving a stain on Shen Pianpian's future star path.

She had gone to great lengths to preserve all of these things, hoping that they could be put to good use by Mr. Yan. She also hoped that after Mr. Yan successfully used these things to obtain the position of Shen Pianxian's agent, he would continue to maintain close and friendly relations with her. After all, she was Shen Pianxian's sister.

Yan Yi flipped through the stack of photos. The sight of the girl with dyed red hair drinking in the bar really made him want to laugh.

"I never thought our little angel would have fallen once."

The man had an inexplicable smile on his lips and reached out to flick the photos, which inexplicably carried a sense of cherishment and a hint of doting.

After playing it, the man himself was stunned.

The sunlight shone on his handsome profile, and the enchanting long and narrow eyes behind the lenses finally stiffened slightly for the first time.

It was as if he finally realized that some feelings that had existed for a long time but had been ignored by him time and time again were emerging, growing, and thriving.

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Shen Pianpian is in the president's office at the moment.

It is said that some of her script invitations are now in the big boss's drawer, and the only person who can take over is Secretary Liu.

But the big boss is in a meeting now, and she can only open the drawer after the meeting.

The girl sat on the chair in front of the desk, kicking her legs and looking around boredly.

The office was no different from the first time she had come.

Still so cold.

Looking back, when she first entered this office, she was still a newbie stealing snacks. She didn’t even dare to look at the big boss. But now she is allowed to stay here alone and stare blankly when no one is around.

In fact, a lot of things have happened in the meantime.

At that time, we were actually all strangers. As Shen Pianpian, she was extremely vigilant about her identity and this world. But now, in front of this man, she has a real soul named Xia Yunduan.

The girl smiled slightly.

Suddenly, a voice as elegant and deep as a cello came from behind.

"What are you thinking about?"

The girl was so frightened that she jumped up and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the man grabbed her collar and lifted her up like a cat and put her back on the chair. She couldn't even speak clearly.

"I, I, I... I didn't think about anything..."

"Yeah"

The man curled his lips, tugged at his tie, and walked to the desk to sit down. His body stretched out like a leopard, and he leaned back in the chair.

"Come to get the script and the advertisement?"

Miss Shen nodded silently, then seemed to remember something and added,

"Also, Boss, you mentioned that, uh, my final project at school is about the daily life of a mentally ill patient. When will you be free to tell me about it?"

As the girl said this, she leaned over the table, her eyes shining.

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent for a few seconds and then laughed.

"You're using honorifics at a time like this. Are you pretty good at adapting to the situation?"

"Have I not always respected you?"

Shen Pianpian's tone was aggrieved.

The big boss nodded, the corner of his mouth curved slightly, and he murmured,

"I'll get your medical records today. They're at my aunt's."

Shen Pianxian put her hands together, bowed to the big boss with a smile, and her eyes curved and looked very beautiful.

"Thank you, Big Boss!"

Shen Pianpian quickly ran out holding a pile of scripts.