Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

Jiang Zhiyue paused for a long while without moving. Qin Yan frowned impatiently, and bent his hand with distinct finger bones, trying to hook the mask off the girl's nose.

She took a half step back and raised her hand to hold it down, "Master, I... ate mashed garlic this morning, so I'm wearing this to cover up the smell."

The man naturally didn't believe her words. He took a step forward, and his tall figure hid her in the shadows. "I don't mind."

"But I also ate onions, and scallions."

"I'm afraid it will suffocate you."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled bitterly, her eyes curved into an arc, like brown crystals falling into the sea, clear and beautiful.

Little did he know that it aroused the other party's curiosity.

The servants nearby almost laughed out loud, forcing down the corners of their lips that were curled up.

When the truth was revealed, a buzzing sound came from inside Qin Yan's suit pants. He retracted his arm and his fingertips slid across the screen.

He said lazily, "Hello?"

"Brother Yan, where are you? Liangzi just came back from abroad and is planning to hold a welcoming party. Do you want to come?"

"Come." Qin Yan agreed readily, then suddenly came to his senses and changed his words, "I can't come, let's meet again another day."

If someone saw me like this, it would be enough to make them happy for the rest of their lives.

Qin Yan walked towards the living room while answering the call. Jiang Zhiyue didn't hear what he said next, but he seemed unable to withstand the provocation and left in big strides, throwing the car keys.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief quietly. It was so hot in summer that a thin layer of sweat appeared on her chin.

Just as he was about to take off his mask, Butler Bai stopped him: "Don't take it off yet, Xiao Jiang, so as not to smoke other people."

"..."

*

The most famous high-end club in Beijing's prosperous Golden Triangle business district.

It is home to countless business tycoons and the dandies of wealthy families. Stepping through the gate is like stepping into a brand new world.

Extravagant and decadent, living a life of debauchery and luxury.

Every detail exudes luxury.

"Brother Yan, this way!!"

You Yueze waved at Qin Yan, who was wearing a noble silver-black shirt not far away, and couldn't help but joked, "Did you dress up specially to welcome Liangzi today?"

"But what's the point of that black mask of yours? Are you pretending to be profound?"

The man's mask covered his face tightly, revealing only his deep eyebrows and eyes, which made him even more eye-catching. "Allergy."

"what?"

You Yueze has known Qin Yan for more than 20 years, but he has never heard that Qin Yan is allergic to anything, so he can't help but feel worried.

He took off the other person's mask without saying anything. When a big pink slap mark came into his sight, his eyes widened like copper bells, "What the hell?!"

"I'll chop you off if you don't like it."

Qin Yan put it back on unhappily, but his movements were not as quick as the gaze he caught.

My mouth is swollen too.

"Whose allergy is in the shape of Five Finger Mountain~"

You Yueze smiled jokingly, as if he had seen some huge joke, "Brother Yan, you are not the poor girl in the photo who forcefully kissed her and got slapped, are you? Hahahaha."

He glared at her, and she calmed down. "If you guys hadn't started this, would I have taken her back to be my maid?"

When this matter was mentioned, Qin Yan became furious. He actually let the cleaning servant take advantage of him.

Although her eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, the black mole on her cheek is really an eye-catcher.

He sat back on the sofa, feeling upset, and let it continue.

"Lin Sheng broke your limited edition skateboard worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and she was so arrogant. Of course, she has to suffer a little."

You Yueze shook the glass in his hand and drank the wine in one gulp. "I wanted to call two female public relations to accompany you, but for the sake of the Qin family's prince's face, let's forget about it today."

Qin Yan waved his hand, telling him to stop talking about these trivial things, and went to the front desk to get a few bottles of good wine that he had stored earlier. He happened to meet the man's eyes.

His casual look suddenly disappeared and his expression became a little gloomy.

"Brother Yan, why haven't you come back for so long?"

You Yueze followed the other person's line of sight and saw the man opposite him.

He was wearing a burgundy shirt, his rose-grey eyes revealed an unknown sense of reserve and aloofness, and his facial features and jaw lines were sharp.

He chuckled, put his arm around Qin Yan's shoulders and led him back, "Did Qin Beizhou provoke you again?"

"He's just an illegitimate child. There's no need to be angry with him."

"The Qin family is yours."

Just as he finished speaking, You Yueze felt his collar being pulled from behind. When he turned around, he was punched hard, and scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Beizhou, who was not far away, was looking at them indifferently, his dark eyes calm and peaceful.

Recognizing his special assistant, Qin Yan narrowed his eyes in displeasure, stepped forward and grabbed the other person's collar, but was forced to raise his hand to knock it away.

"What do you mean, Qin Beizhou."

"People who talk nonsense don't deserve to have a mouth." The man raised his thin lips slightly, and his voice was cold. "This time, I am giving you a warning because of your face."

"But, logically speaking, you should call me uncle."

*

It was almost time to get off work when Qin Yan came back. Jiang Zhiyue was worried that he would remember about the mask, so she ran away with her canvas bag.

Before I even walked out of the storage room, I heard the mechanical sound of a sugar bag in my head.

[Yueyue, it’s time to show off your skills!!]

[Lin Sheng accidentally damaged Qin Yan's high-end shirt by washing it in the washing machine, and needs you to take the blame and resolve the conflict between the two.]

"..."

Doesn’t the life of cannon fodder mean life?

[Successfully take the blame, and be rewarded with 10,000 yuan in pocket money every month~]

The money-grubber Mou Yue simply threw away the canvas bag and ran to the corridor outside Qin Yan's room. From a distance, he could hear the two people arguing endlessly.

"You just broke my six-figure skateboard, and now you ruined my seven-figure couture?"

"Who told you to rest on the back of the sofa? Ignorance is not a crime."

Qin Yan was originally unhappy because of meeting Qin Beizhou. Seeing Lin Sheng's righteous look, his temper instantly rose, "Okay."

He originally wanted to forget about skateboarding.

Before I could continue, I caught a glimpse of a girl wearing a mask running towards me in the corner. Her long curly black hair was scattered behind her, and the whole atmosphere was full of excitement.

If you don't look at the face.

"I'm sorry, Master. The shirt wasn't damaged by washing. It was accidentally pulled by me when I was cleaning after Lin Sheng hung it up."

Qin Yan paused as she was holding the clothes. There were obvious cuts on them caused by scissors. Did she want to take the blame for Lin Sheng?

"Okay." The man's light red lips curled up slightly, "One million and two hundred thousand, you have to pay for this shirt."

How much? !

Jiang Zhiyue glanced at Lin Sheng in disbelief. What a prodigal child!

"Not coming out anymore?"

Qin Yan looked at her pupils that were trembling with shock, and said with a hint of mischief in his voice,

"If you can't afford it, you can also become a personal maid to pay off the debt."