Yao Qianyu was taken aback when she heard the name, then shook her head helplessly.
“We have no relationship now, so there’s no need to be so careful.”
Over the past few years, Yao Qianyu has come to realize that she shouldn't continue to be so persistent.
The monsoon and the Earth's core are already filled with other people; no matter how much one wants to squeeze in, it's all in vain.
It would be better to let go and give them both their freedom.
Thinking of this, she gave a bitter smile.
"It's good that it wasn't for him." Jiang Jibai breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately asked, "Then why did you suddenly come to find us?"
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot." Yao Qianyu slapped her head in annoyance, then looked at Chu Yunxing with anticipation. "I heard you won the Green Pearl, which is known as the Star of the Galaxy."
"Our Master Yun just made the bid, and you all found out about it so quickly?" Jiang Jibai asked in surprise.
Yao Qianyu sighed helplessly: "With so many media reporters here, it's hard not to know even if you don't want to."
"I did take a picture, but what's wrong with you?"
After hesitating for a moment, Yao Qianyu nervously asked, "Could you lend me the green pearl?"
Why?
It's just a treasure; it's not that valuable to the Yao family.
Although the green pearl was priceless, it was not enough to make the Yao family's daughter so persistent and humble.
"My dad's company recently wanted to launch a new business and invited a popular movie star. However, this actress specifically asked to see this green pearl," Yao Qianyu said helplessly, expressing her grievances.
The female celebrity has a high profile and is backed by powerful figures, so no one dares to criticize her for acting like a diva.
This time, they went even further, insisting on seeing the Green Pearl.
With the live broadcast imminent, he refused to appear on camera because he hadn't seen Green Pearl.
“She wasted hundreds of thousands of yuan without wasting a single minute.” Yao Qianyu shook her head helplessly, not knowing what to say.
After Chu Yunxing hesitated for a moment, it was Lu, the assistant in a thick coat, who handed the green pearl to her.
"Don't worry, I will definitely keep it safe for you." Yao Qianyu said happily, her face beaming with joy.
"good."
We're all family friends; there's no need to make things too ugly.
"How will you explain this to Miss Liu?" Yao Qianyu asked nervously, not wanting to cause trouble for others because of her own affairs.
Chu Yunxing remained calm and spoke gently: "It wasn't originally intended for her."
Yao Qianyu covered her mouth in surprise: "You didn't actually lose your memory?"
She was a smart woman and quickly realized the identity of the person Chu Yunxing was talking about, her face full of amused curiosity.
"Are you guys doing role-playing?" she joked with a laugh.
"You'll keep this a secret, right?" Chu Yunxing smiled softly as he walked slowly outside.
“Of course, but which one are you talking about?” Yao Qianyu winked at him. “Are you telling me not to tell her about the amnesia, or not to tell her about this green pearl?”
Chu Yunxing smiled but remained silent.
On her way home, Song Mai was suddenly stopped by a car.
Such a dangerous act reminded her once again of the car accident that had almost changed her life, and she was immediately terrified.
Shen Xiujing, who was following behind her, immediately stopped his car and strode forward.
After confirming that Song Mai was safe and sound, he spoke with a hint of anger: "How do you drive? Don't you have a brain?"
The driver of the car in front got out and apologized timidly, then hesitated before saying, "I'm sorry, our artist wanted a stylist to come and help with the styling, so I had no choice but to do this."
"Regardless of your reasons, you shouldn't have resorted to this method. If something unexpected really happens, can you bear the responsibility?"
Song Mai had never seen Shen Xiujing so angry before. Her anger and fear lessened considerably, and she gently pulled his arm, saying, "It's okay."
Shen Xiujing is, after all, a public figure. If she gets into a fight with someone in public and the paparazzi take photos and post them online, it will likely cause her a lot of trouble.
Song Mai adjusted her expression and tone, looking at the man: "Who is your company's artist?"
"Gu Jia," the man said cautiously, his face full of sincerity, "Designer Bai, please come with us. If we don't bring you back this time, I'm afraid Gu Jia won't let us off easily."
The people next to him nodded in agreement.
They knew that such behavior was tantamount to kidnapping, but Gu Jia's methods were well-known, and none of them wanted to go against what she had said.
Shen Xiujing sternly refused: "No, if you can do something like this, who knows if you'll go even crazier?"
The man, on the verge of tears, clasped his hands together and said, "We really didn't mean anything by it. We just hope that Designer Bai can fulfill Gu Jia's small request. As for the payment, don't worry, we will pay you ten times the market rate."
Upon hearing that the other party was Gu Jia, Shen Xiujing became even more unwilling for Song Mai to go.
Song Mai, on the contrary, became interested in Gu Jia and was so insistent on making herself her stylist, which inevitably seemed strange.
No female celebrity would ask a designer to style her for no reason, since every appearance is crucial.
After a moment of contemplation, Song Mai nodded in agreement.
Shen Xiujing was furious: "Why did you agree? You don't know her at all, why risk your life?"
"Her persistence suggests that she may indeed have something important to say."
Seeing her insistence, Shen Xiujing sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "I'll go with you."
Unexpectedly, the man looked at them with difficulty and said cautiously, "I'm sorry, Miss Gu only invited Designer Bai."
Song Mai turned to look at Shen Xiujing and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Nevertheless, Shen Xiujing couldn't help but worry.
After watching Song Mai and the man get into the car, he drove behind them at a leisurely pace.
The man kept apologizing to Song Mai in the car. After all, it was the first time he had done something so immoral, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.
“You’re doing this for work, I understand.”
The car stopped downstairs in front of a building. Song Mai looked up through the car window and discovered that it was the Yao Group building.
I never expected to end up here. Thinking about the unpleasant things that happened between me and Yao Qianyu, I suddenly regretted my decision.
Isn't this like a lamb entering a tiger's den, willingly offering itself up?
Seeing the hesitation on Song Mai's face, the man nervously asked, "Designer Bai, are you willing to help me?"
Since she had already agreed, Song Mai couldn't very well refuse, so she could only nod gently: "Don't worry."
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