She is the world's thousands of styles

Lin Dai'er raised her hand and rubbed her temples, and persuaded softly: "You can ask for salary, dividends, or shares. I can satisfy you, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

Strong marriages are common in wealthy families, but she still hopes that she will marry that person willingly, not because of benefits.

Fu Sinian's handsome eyes are full of indifference with confidence.

"I don't lack what you said. Now Lin is a hot potato. Before you found me, you must have contacted many gold brokers, and they all rejected you, right?"

"You're right. Lin's is really facing difficulties now, but it can show your ability even more. No one would think that you have too much money. Our Lin's sincerely invites you to be the general manager."

"High risk means high return. Except for you, Lin's is not worthy of me smashing my own brand."

Fu Sinian pointedly stated her predicament.

But with Lin Dai'er's pride, she is temporarily not allowed to sell herself for profit, let alone selling to her first love, which is too insulting to her.

Fu Sinian put down the wipes, and said unhurriedly: "I have a meeting later, I have to leave first."

"it is good!"

Lin Daier maintained her ladylike character and watched Fu Sinian leave.

After getting in the car, she couldn't pretend anymore, and lay on the steering wheel clutching her chest in pain.

My heart hurts as if a piece of my heart has been dug out, and the blood keeps dripping down.

Tell her clearly in her heart that she still can't forget Fu Sinian.

When she was in college, Fu Sinian was the male god in her heart. She was fascinated by him and was intoxicated. It took her a lot of effort to catch up with him.

She spent two rounds of seasons with him, and agreed that they would be each other for the rest of their lives, but the vows of youth were too beautiful and too fragile, and the real storm would blow away.

On the day she proposed to break up, he, who had always been cold, clenched his fists and glared at her, cursing angrily: "Lin Dai'er, one day, I will make you regret it."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone brought Lin Dai'er back from her memories.

She glanced at the number on the screen, feeling as if falling into a glacier, and finally connected the phone helplessly: "Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"

"Come to Zhu Yan."

Shen Mochuan dropped three words succinctly and hung up the phone.

Lin Daier hammered the steering wheel several times frantically, and cursed a few words.

After venting her anger, she bought a pack of sanitary napkins, poured a few drops of red ink into it, and drove to Zhuyan.

The waiter took Lin Dai'er to the last box familiarly.

The people inside are fighting the landlord together, and it is very lively.

Shen Mochuan had a slender cigarette dangling from his mouth, and the white mist floated upwards, half covering that beautifully carved and beautiful face.

The other person lost a little bit of icy aura, and a little bit more leisurely of a noble son.

Lin Dai'er came to Shen Mochuan's side, and shouted awkwardly: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Mochuan raised his head and glanced at her lightly, then patted his thigh lightly: "Come here!"

Everyone present was stunned, looking at Lin Dai'er with complicated eyes.

Everyone knew that she killed Shen Mochuan's brother, and now they are together?

Lin Dai'er's face flushed red with anger, her lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

Shen Mochuan clearly wanted to tell everyone present that she, Lin Dai'er, had become his plaything.

Shen Mochuan threw out an ace of spades, and looked at her coldly: "Miss Lin, are you unhappy?"

She is really not happy!

But Shen Mochuan's viciousness was too scary, she lowered her head like a defeated rooster, and sat on his lap.

All of a sudden, Shen Mochuan's unique scent of agarwood penetrated into the tip of her nose, causing goosebumps to form on her arms.

Jin Tian was the first to come back to his senses, and threw out the 2 in his hand: "Why are you all staring blankly, are you still playing cards? I will play a 2 of diamonds."

Everyone else was fine, and continued to play cards calmly, laughing and frolicking.

Another handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes jumped and shouted: "Jin Tian, ​​you made a mistake in typing M, it was my turn just now."

Jin Tian shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Rong Hao, anyway, your poker skills are so bad, if you play early or late, you will lose money in the end."

Rong Hao's eyes widened, and he retorted unconvinced: "You can scold me for acting too fake, but you can't scold me for being poor at cards. I played four fours."

He was originally a young man who went to the entertainment industry to play tickets, but he did not expect to win the best actor in his first film, and later won various awards, and became a senior actor in the hearts of everyone.

But so far, he still can't figure out the so-called acting skills, he just acts according to the script.

"Six eights, I'm out of cards!"

Shen Mochuan threw out all the cards in his hand, and squinted slightly to look at the woman in his arms.

Lin Dai'er's complexion was extremely ugly, her body was so tense that it almost became a bow, and she twisted no matter how she looked.

He approached her cheek mischievously, and blew a puff of smoke towards her: "Will you hit?"

The smoke poured into her nose, she coughed lightly, tilted her head away from him, and replied reluctantly: "Yes!"

With Shen Mochuan's ability, she must have dug out all eighteen generations of her ancestors, and she couldn't pretend at all.

"Help me!"

"I have no money."

She just looked at it, and if she loses a game, she will pay 50 yuan. Now she is so poor that she is about to sell herself.

Shen Mochuan stubbed out his cigarette, and said generously, "If you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's yours."

Lin Dai'er seemed too ignorant to refuse again, so she sat up straight and began to draw cards.

Rong Hao, who was wrinkled into a bitter face next to him, immediately regained his energy.

He raised his eyebrows and yelled arrogantly: "Brother Chuan, don't say that I bully your woman later, it seems that my luck is about to change."

Shen Mochuan rested his delicate chin on top of Lin Daier's head, and put his hands on her waist seemingly casually: "You can do whatever you want."

In private, he lifted the hem of her shirt and stroked her waist delicately with his fingertips.

The soft, fragrant and warm jade feel is really good.

Lin Dai'er's body trembled slightly, and she raised her head to stare at Shen Mochuan angrily.

His face was cold, his eyes were calm, he looked cold, he was the president Bingshan that the little girl likes now.

No one could figure out what Young Master Shen was doing.

Shen Mochuan completely ignored Lin Daier's dissatisfaction, wrapped his fingers around his waist, and continued down.
Lin Dai'er was trembling with anger, she didn't expect Shen Mochuan to be so bold.

There are six or seven people around, and they are all from the circle of acquaintances.

People from outside also said that Shen Mochuan is not close to women, and has a noble and cold personality.

She wanted to swear, and clutched the cards tightly with both hands.

Rong Hao glanced at Lin Dai'er inadvertently: "Dai'er, your face is so red, are you uncomfortable?"

"Cough cough!"

She coughed uncomfortably, made a fan out of cards, and explained embarrassingly: "It's too hot."