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"Why are you outside?" A sentence suddenly appeared behind her, which frightened some people.

Wen Shuyue patted her on the chest, he just really scared her, "how did you follow out?"

He Siming raised his watch and looked at it. "There's a party tonight. Do you want to go?"

"What party?" Wen Shuyue doesn't know.

He Siming narrowed his eyes and told her, "the company next door is opened by Mr. Li. I'll go and have a look. Do you want to go?"

Hearing that she didn't know anyone, she refused without hesitation, "don't go."

Looking at Wen Shuyue's resolution, he Siming would not let her be happy outside alone. He told her with a very tough attitude: "that's not up to you. Everyone else goes with their partners. I can't leave them alone."

Wen Shuyue shriveled mouth, "the key is that I just took medicine, how can I accompany you now?"

Does he not have any compassion? Can't you see she's hurt or something?

"Never mind, I don't dislike you." He Siming's words are very poor.

If he didn't say anything, it was OK. When she said that, she suddenly remembered, "who just despised me?"

He Siming's face was embarrassed. At this time, the baby car came. He took the opportunity to open the door and said, "get in the car!"

Wen Shuyue still didn't agree to go, "I said no, I just didn't go. Besides, there are some things waiting for me to deal with at work today. I really don't have time to go with you."

He Siming saw that she really didn't want to go, so he took a different approach, picked her up directly, and then said in a very domineering tone: "if you don't go today, you will go."

"Again!" Wen Shuyue was so hugged by him that she felt very haggard in her heart.

In this way, she did not want to take her to a studio in the center of the city that specializes in character design.

Two people walked into the hall of the studio, Wen Shuyue turned to look at the people beside him, "what do you bring me here for?"

"Change before you go." He Siming reaches out his hand and drags her to his side, trying to get close to her.

Wen Shuyue pushed his hand away and declared his position, "can you stop pulling around all the time?"

Is he Siming the kind of person who listens to more women? Of course not. He has the final say to reject her idea without hesitation.

Wen Shuyue pinched his finger with her hand. Some people let it go after eating pain. Even so, she would scold him, "I find that your strong fault should be changed. You will offend all the bosses who cooperate in your business in the past."

However, he Siming said faintly, "I don't lack money."

"All right." Wen Shuyue was speechless about his statement, which made her unable to refute.

At this time, an elegant woman in a work uniform came up and said politely, "Mr. Gu, this is the best hairdresser you asked me to arrange. She just came back from abroad."

This woman, surnamed Zheng, is the boss of this studio.

"Are airplanes so developed now?" Wen Shuyue put in a word.

The boss is very shy smile, "yes, we have our own private plane."

He Siming glanced at the man next to him and said, "dress her up until I'm satisfied."

Boss Zheng first looked at Wen Shuyue, but nodded, "OK, sir, please rest assured."

Boss Zheng's eyes turned to the people next to him and made a gesture of "please, madam, this way, please."

Thinking that since she had been detained here, if she didn't do it, she would not give a big president face. Wen Shuyue replied, "OK."

……

After finishing their hair, they set out for the reception.

To the door, looking at the people next to the swimming pool are dancing, Wen Shuyue seems to be in a good mood.

Standing on one side of the people, looking at her so beautiful appearance, in the back of the glass skirt set off, more perfect, some people can't help but praise her: "I found that you wear this is not bad, looks like a human model."

Wen Shuyue was bored. He turned his head and looked at him. "Mr. He, I don't think you are dumb when you don't speak."

How can you praise a girl like that? He Siming is a wonderful person.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man stepped over and began to greet him not far away. "Mr. He has come all the way. I'm very honored."

"Yes." He Siming's disdainful attitude made everyone present feel embarrassed, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He asked Wen Shuyue to take his arm and leave as if he didn't see it.

Wen Shuyue looked back at the poor president Li and asked he Siming, "why did you treat him so coldly just now?"

He Siming knew that this woman was so warm-hearted to everyone. She asked an outsider to fight for him like this. "Coming here is to give him face. Why is she so warm?"In the face of he Siming's disdain and uncomfortable words, Wen Shuyue is not refuting him or protecting others, so she can only say, "well, a noble person like you is not the same."

Wen Shuyue came like a fairy, and soon grabbed the scenery of other rich ladies. Everyone's attention was also focused on her, and many people began to envy her.

"Look, that young lady is pretty."

"Yes, I want to ask for her contact information, but the people next to me should be her bodyguards or something."

The chief executive here heard that the people over there were praising Wen Shuyue, and he was plotting against the law.

"Gentle and comfortable." He Siming had no good face on his face and looked at the warm and comfortable toasting to the people who came to say hello.

"Yes?" Wen Shuyue looks back at him. What will this man do?

"Well

Wen Shuyue's mouth is blocked.

Damn, she blushed and her heart beat fast. She never thought that this person would dare to do this in broad daylight.

After releasing her, he Siming fixed his eyes on her and said to her, "you are mine."

His words are to swear sovereignty and let the men around her stay away from her.

In the face of he Siming's sudden confession, Wen Shuyue is too lazy to pay attention to him and walks away with a wine glass beside him.

Looking at the performance of the two opposite, many people have been heartbroken.

The young man in the suit just shook his head. "I didn't expect that the two people were actually friends. I really envy others."

"Yes, it's a pity." Another youth echoed.