Going somewhere?
"Is it a cocktail party?" Shen Zhiyi asked.
Yesterday, the housekeeper told her that there would be a cocktail party at Shang Zeyan's old house that evening and wanted her to be Shang Zeyan's female companion.
Of course she would.
"That's for tonight." Shang Zeyan shook his head, looking at her with burning eyes, "Yitian, your time is all mine."
"It's mine."
A red cloud appeared on Shen Zhiyi's face.
How could such a nice thing be said by him, making me blush and feel my heart beat so fast...
"I, I'll go wash up first."
She lowered her head and hurried to the bathroom.
Shang Zeyan looked at her back and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
He can occupy it.
It's just her time.
…
Only when Shang Zeyan brought her to a private styling studio did Shen Zhiyi turn around in surprise.
"You brought me here to do the styling?"
She originally thought that he wanted her to accompany him to do something.
Unexpectedly.
He was going to waste his time on her.
"My female companion must, of course, be the most eye-catching person in the room." Shang Zeyan held out his hand. "Let's rehearse it in advance, ok?"
He looked at her, his dark eyes dark.
Even my breathing slowed down.
Shen Zhiyi looked at his broad palm, a blush on her face.
She gently placed her hand on it.
As soon as it touched, he held it tightly.
As if it will never let go.
Shang Zeyan suppressed the upturned corner of his lips, wrapped his big palm around her entire hand tightly, and exerted a little force to bring her to his side.
Shen Zhiyi almost fell into his arms.
Shang Zeyan held her arm, leaned forward, and lowered his gaze, locking her like a cage. In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he whispered, "As a female companion, you need to get used to this distance in advance."
His voice was like a cello, deep and magnetic, mixed with breath and spraying into the ears.
Shen Zhiyi’s face turned a little redder than before.
She just felt that he was very hot.
His palms were hot, his breath was hot... even the look he gave her was frighteningly hot...
"Yeah... I understand."
She lowered her eyelashes, adjusted her breathing, and followed him into the studio step by step.
The store manager is a stylish man who looks very energetic.
When he saw them, he greeted them with a smile.
"Hey, President Shang, you're finally here."
"I cleared out my shop just for you yesterday. I don't care, you have to compensate for this small loss."
"Don't be so stingy." Shang Zeyan sneered, "Isn't the compensation I gave you enough?"
The owner smiled and his eyes fell on Shen Zhiyi. As soon as he saw her, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Oh my goodness...
Where did the fairy come from?
He had seen so many beauties, but he had never seen one that amazed him so much. His eyes were suddenly fixed on her.
Shang Zeyan turned and introduced himself to Shen Zhiyi.
"He's Fang Qichen, the guy who's responsible for styling your hair today, and he's also the person in charge of this shop."
Fang Qichen?
Shen Zhiyi had seen this person in the system information.
He is one of Shang Zeyan's few "friends".
In this world where everyone fears him, he can be considered a good friend.
This Fang Qichen is very famous in the fashion circle.
Even the most popular stars have to ask others for help and use their connections to queue up if they want him to do their styling.
Unexpectedly, he cleared out the entire store one day to serve her alone.
Shen Zhiyi felt a little embarrassed.
"Zeyan, thank you." She said sincerely.
Shang Zeyan moved his fingertips, looked down and saw her expression, and felt like his heart was about to melt.
So good...
I really want to kiss...
He looked away and closed his eyes.
Fang Qichen happily extended his hand towards her.
"Hello, Miss Shen."
Shang Zeyan glanced at him with an icy look that was so cold that it was frightening.
Fang Qichen withdrew his hand awkwardly.
"When are you going to change your temper? Not only do you not let anyone touch you, but why do you also keep such a close eye on the people around you?"
"Me, are you still worried?"
Shang Zeyan pursed his lips and said nothing.
Knowing that she...
Do you feel like you're too controlling?
Shen Zhiyi looked back and forth between the two men and said with a smile, "It's none of Zeyan's business."
"I'm not used to shaking hands with people either."
"Boss Fang, please forgive me."
All the thorns on Shang Zeyan's body were smoothed out by her words.
He stared at Shen Zhiyi.
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