Song Ci felt a pain in her heart.
The only person she had not misjudged in her previous life was Yan Jiang.
Song Ci rubbed her chest with her hands and said, "I have nothing to do. I interviewed for a pilot position today and got an internship. How about having a drink together to celebrate?"
Song Ci decided to be nicer to Yan Jiang. After all, he was the only one who cried for her outside the emergency room. Maybe after she died, he would be the only one to burn paper for her on her death anniversary.
"Okay, come out and have some fun at the bar!"
"Okay, I'll go change."
After changing her clothes, Song Ci let her curls down, put on heavy makeup, and donned sunglasses. She squatted in front of the dressing mirror and took a selfie, which she posted directly to Weibo without any beauty filters, before heading to the bar.
Elsewhere, after being dropped off by Han Zhan's driver, Li Li curiously searched for Song Ci on Weibo, hoping to learn more about Han Zhan's trainee pilot. Mainly, she wanted to see how beautiful she was.
After reading Song Ci's Weibo, Li Li found that this girl was simply a beauty, so he silently followed her.
There is no man who doesn't love beautiful women.
Li Li was about to log out of Weibo when he noticed Song Ci had just updated a new status. Curious, Li Li took a look.
Song Song Song Song Ci V: I want to be the coolest Girl in Wangdong City tonight, picture.jpg.
Li Li enlarged the picture.
In the picture, Song Ci is wearing a black low-cut tank top with a washed blue denim shirt. Her pair of coveted sexy long legs are only covered with a pair of shorts that barely cover her buttocks.
She squatted in front of a floor-length dressing mirror, holding her phone in her right hand to take a photo, and with her left hand, she lifted her long curly hair from her forehead. Even looking at the still image, one can still feel the alluring and fiery aura emanating from Song Ci.
Seeing this, Li Li shook his head and sighed: It's hopeless.
It seems that this girl is unable to help Han Zhan escape the misery of being single.
Han Zhan has three dislikes for girls around him:
First, I don’t like long flowing hair; second, I don’t like a charming figure; third, I don’t like showing off coquettishly.
Very good, all Song Dynasty porcelains are included.
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Arriving at the bar, Song Ci went straight to the second floor and found Yan Jiang in the booth on the left.
Yan Jiang is a strange flower.
He is an actor, regarded as the most handsome male star in the entertainment industry, and reached the peak of his career as soon as he debuted.
He is the backbone among traffic stars.
Because of his extreme beauty, Yan Jiang had difficulty finding suitable roles. He was also very picky and refused to take on scripts without substance, which led to his constant struggle to find roles despite being incredibly popular.
Three years ago, the entertainment reporter wanted to mock him for having no more dramas to shoot. Knowing that he had only filmed one drama, he asked him a sharp question:
“Which do you think is your most perfect work?”
Yan Jiang's answer is still praised today. He said: "I myself am the most perfect work."
Some people ridicule Yan Jiang for being arrogant and conceited, but his fans still love him wholeheartedly.
Yan Jiang and Song Ci were neighbors when they were young. Their families lived next to each other and were very close. Later, after the earthquake, Song Ci was adopted by the Mu family, and Yan Jiang and the sisters Song Ci and Song Fei stopped communicating.
When they grew up, Song Ci became Wangdu's most famous socialite and a Weibo influencer. Yan Jiang became a male star and the most handsome man in the entertainment industry. The two met at a fashion event and only recognized each other as their childhood friend during their detailed conversation.
When the friends who used to steal together in childhood meet again after growing up, they naturally appreciate each other and become best friends.
Interestingly, Yan Jiang, a male artist, is proficient in basic medicine, clinical medicine, and forensic medicine. Few people know that Yan Jiang's ambition is to become a forensic doctor.
He often said that if he could no longer make it in the entertainment industry, he would become a forensic doctor and deal with the dead.
When Song Ci saw Yan Jiang, Yan Jiang was holding an anatomy book, eating popcorn and reading with great interest.
Yan Jiang was wearing a pure white T-shirt with a black long-sleeved shirt with a feather pattern on the outside. He had a long silver necklace around his neck and his hair was slightly long.
The style is simple and not exaggerated, but the most handsome man is still the most handsome man. He is so handsome that people can't stop looking at him even if he just wears a T-shirt and a shirt.
Sitting down next to Yan Jiang, Song Ci poured himself a glass of wine.
Yan Jiang turned his head and looked at Song Ci for a long time, then suddenly said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you look a little different." This man acted in a high-profile and arrogant manner, but his voice was gentle and elegant.
Song Ci paused in drinking.
She looked at Yan Jiang and said mysteriously, "What's the difference? See if you guessed it right."
Yan Jiang looked deep into Song Ci's eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "Even more coquettish."
Song Ci immediately poured the remaining wine in the cup onto Yan Jiang's face.
Yan Jiang had long been accustomed to Song Ci's style of being like a little cannon.
He wiped the wine stains off his face with a towel, making a tsk-tsk sound and threatening Song Ci: "You're done. My face is insured. You dare to splash wine on my face. Aren't you afraid that my fans will tear you apart?"
Song Ci apologized insincerely: "I was wrong."
"I don't accept the apology." After wiping his face clean, Yan Jiang folded the towel neatly and threw it into the ashtray.
There are many problems.
Song Ci stared at the young people on the first floor dance floor who were madly releasing their hormones, and suddenly heard Yan Jiang say, "Have you encountered any difficulties? I see that you are a little depressed."
Song Ci turned around and looked at him.
Under the flashing colored lights, Yan Jiang's face was full of seriousness.
Song Ci seemed to hear Yan Jiang's heart-wrenching cry outside the emergency room. Her heart trembled and she leaned her head on Yan Jiang's head.
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