That's why I was rejected. They subtly suggested that I was more suited to be an underwear model and told me to think it over.
I'm thinking about something. Although I really enjoy making money, I haven't fallen so low as to have to rely on my breasts to get ahead.
In addition, every time I went out for a fashion show, I would be harassed by some perverts. Later, when Gu Yanqing found out, he firmly opposed me going out anymore.
Looking back now, many years later, I realize how wonderful it was to be young. Although I was busy every day, I was still full of energy.
Now... even though I'm my own boss, I'm exhausted every day.
Tonight, gathering with friends, enjoying delicious food and wine, feeling relaxed and carefree—these moments have become luxuries.
I was lost in memories because of a single sentence, overwhelmed with emotion, while Su Shenglin was still pondering my words, a puzzled look on his face: "Your figure... isn't good enough?"
I replied, "No way, if it were possible I would have been a professional model long ago."
Su Shenglin remained silent.
Seeing that he didn't understand what I meant, I wanted to explain but didn't know how to start—I couldn't very well tell him that my breasts were too big and I was not good enough.
However, before I could say anything, Chen Muxi, who was pretending to be asleep, quietly said, "Oh brother... you really don't know anything about anything except work! Models not only need to be tall and thin, but also have a flat chest. Look at Jiang Wan, although she is thin and tall, she still has a curvy figure."
I:"……"
Su Shenglin: "..."
The air in the carriage fell silent once again.
On a late autumn night, the temperature inside the car was 20 degrees Celsius, but that couldn't ease the increasingly burning sensation on my cheeks.
That's fine.
To everyone's surprise, after Chen Muxi finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, stretched her neck, and asked Su Shenglin over me, "Brother, what do you think of Jiang Wan's figure?"
What?
My mind went blank for a moment, and I instinctively pulled at my coat, trying in vain to protect my chest.
Then, a second later, she realized that this action was inappropriate—it was as if she were treating Su Shenglin like a scoundrel or a lecher.
But I've already tightened it up, so I can't deliberately loosen it and intentionally show off the shape of my chest caused by the undershirt and seatbelt.
For a moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense; I could feel the air in the carriage freezing over.
Su Shenglin watched my movements, his expression indescribably complicated, his eyes clearly darting around.
This was the first time I had ever seen such urgency and embarrassment in him.
"Jiang Wan, what do you mean by that? My brother is an absolute gentleman." Chen Muxi stared at me, amused as she exposed my lie.
"..." I wished I could jump out of the car and escape.
Su Shenglin couldn't take it anymore. His face darkened, and he once again adopted the authority of an elder brother: "Chen Muxi, do you believe I'll kick you off the bus?"
"Ha, I knew it. You've had a problem with me ever since I got in the car. You said you came to pick me up on purpose, but your true intentions are obvious—oh dear!"
Before she could finish speaking, I couldn't help myself and suddenly reached out and pinched her waist.
Chen Muxi cried out in pain unexpectedly, then froze, staring innocently at me and asking, "Jiang Wan, why are you pinching me? Are you in cahoots with my brother? You're just bullying me?"
ah?
Upon hearing this, I quickly denied it: "No, no, I just think you should just sleep. Sleeping is fine."
I just want to sew this little girl's mouth shut, otherwise if she keeps muttering like that, the unspoken understanding between Su Shenglin and me will be exposed.
"Heh," she chuckled ambiguously, her gaze shifting between me and Su Shenglin, before finally muttering in dissatisfaction, "I should have known better than to get on the bus, you two are taking turns complaining about me."
"Muxi, it's really not, I..."
"You don't need to explain, I'm just going to sleep." Chen Muxi pretended to be angry, tilted her head, closed her eyes, and leaned against the car door again.
"..." I stood there, frozen, not daring to turn around and look at Su Shenglin.
In the silence, my arm slowly fell.
The open coat flaps also came undone.
Perhaps it was the topic we were talking about that distracted me, but I kept feeling that the seatbelt was digging into the middle of my chest, making it appear even more...protruding.
I really wanted to pull up my clothes to cover myself up, but I was too embarrassed to do it.
In the continued silence, I secretly glanced at Su Shenglin out of the corner of my eye.
He was pressed close to the car door, one elbow resting on the window, his chin slightly propped up.
As the streetlights flickered and changed, I saw his Adam's apple bob up and down, and for some reason I found him very sexy and masculine, and even wondered... if he was also restraining something.
I swallowed involuntarily, and tried to find a topic to talk about, but before I could think of anything to say, his phone suddenly rang.
Su Shenglin moved, reaching his arm, which was near me, into his pocket. I instinctively moved to the other side to make room for him.
"Hey, Mom... um, she's with me on the way back. She'll take Jiang Wan home first, so it'll be a little late. You should get some rest. Okay... bye-bye."
The man's clear, calm voice echoed in the carriage.
The call must have been from Mrs. Su, probably because she knew her daughter was eating out and wanted to ask her a few questions.
Thinking that they've all grown up, and that Mom still cares for and loves them so much, I feel so envious.
After hanging up the phone, the awkward silence in the car was broken, and I took the opportunity to chat again: "Mrs. Su, are you worried about Muxi?"
"Yeah, my little sister hasn't come home by nine o'clock, and my mother is already worrying unnecessarily," Su Shenglin said with a smile.
"That's not just worrying unnecessarily. Only parents who truly love their children will be so concerned about them."
My words might have made Su Shenglin realize something, because he turned to look at me and asked, "Have you taken care of all those things at home?"
"More or less, we'll be drawing a clear line soon."
"That's good. If you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask."
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