The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Before Jiang Huanhuan could respond to Wan Sheng's offer of help, Song Linxiao interrupted her.

"No need, we can do it ourselves." Song Linxiao suppressed the impatience in his tone and said word by word.

When facing girls, his temper will indeed be suppressed.

But it's not much better.

It sounds scary too.

The two little followers retreated a little.

I have to admit that Song Linxiao is really handsome, especially the look on his face when he squatted down and took a serious photo of the girl just now, which was also very heart-warming.

But he is really fierce!

There are a lot of handsome guys in the world. If you have money, won’t there be a lot of handsome guys?

Why are you still obsessed with this difficult thing?

Wan Sheng was not afraid at all, staring at Song Linxiao's profile: "You boys don't know how to take pictures, but girls have very high requirements for pictures."

She even took out her cell phone and showed the two of them her usual photos.

It looks really good.

It looks better than the pictures on the Internet.

Jiang Huanhuan was moved.

But this was not her friend, and Song Linxiao didn't seem to like him very much.

She held back.

The photos the system took for her are already very beautiful!

What's more, there were photos taken by Song Linxiao. Jiang Huanhuan hadn't seen them, but seeing Song Linxiao standing up and squatting, and moving plates and vases from time to time, he looked very professional!

The system listened to Jiang Huanhuan's mumbling and didn't dare to say that it had just taken a secret glance.

Three out of the five pictures are phantoms.

There are two more pictures that are even dumber than this one.

After seeing Song Linxiao's photo, the system felt that its depressed mood had improved a lot.

Song Linxiao did hesitate.

Looking at the photo in his hand, he was a little hesitant for a moment.

His hesitation was a silent retreat.

The next second, Wan Sheng naturally picked up the phone.

"Come, little sister, look here."

The shutter button was pressed, and Wan Sheng's technique was indeed good.

Jiang Huanhuan looked at the results and was just about to nod and speak when the next moment, her phone was turned away.

"Brother Song, can you tell me where it needs repairing?"

Wan Sheng handed the phone to Song Linxiao and looked at him with a smile.

Song Linxiao stood aside, and his tone softened a lot because of the other party's help.

"It's fine, no problem."

Wan Sheng looked at his phone, his fingertips with manicured nails constantly zooming in and out, his slender eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he kept looking up at Jiang Huanhuan.

"But I feel like something's wrong."

"The young lady's mouth seems a little strange. Is it a little crooked?"

"Maybe my photo wasn't natural, what do you think, Brother Song?"

Wan Sheng took a step closer and approached Song Linxiao.

Song Linxiao quickly took a step back, glanced at the photo, and denied it: "There's nothing unnatural, it looks good."

Wan Sheng was relentless: "This is really out of place. Can you be more careful when you coax girls? Otherwise, girls will dislike you."

After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Huanhuan with a hint of apology on her face.

"Look, you're being so perfunctory, maybe she's secretly angry."

"I'm sorry, I didn't take the picture well. Let me take two more."

As she spoke, she pretended to take out her phone to continue taking pictures.

Jiang Huanhuan refused directly: "No, I already have a lot of photos. I don't like and don't want you to take pictures."

She found this feeling very strange.

The feeling of chatting with her is different from that of chatting with others.

Jiang Huanhuan felt like she was being treated like an object and didn't seem to be respected much.

She was clearly the subject of the photo, so why did she show it to Song Linxiao?

This was the first time the two met, so why was the other person so sure that he was angry?

What a strange person.

After Jiang Huanhuan responded, the smile on Wan Sheng's face froze instantly.

Instead, there was an awkward look.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't say anything to you. Your crooked mouth isn't your fault. Don't be angry."

The two little followers behind him didn't say anything, but their eyes were exchanging quickly with each other. Their gazes fell on the corners of Jiang Huanhuan's lips, and their expressions were ambiguous.

System: [Don't respond, and don't get angry. She's repeatedly provoking you.]

System: [She just wants to make you angry. Once you're really angry, her goal will have been achieved.]

System: [What you need to do is to step outside the scope of self-affirmation and find the point that makes the other person angry.]

Jiang Huanhuan understood.

But obviously, there were people who were even angrier than her at this moment.

"I think she's fine, but you're blind." Song Linxiao sneered and took out his cell phone.

The bald man saw that something was wrong and immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey, hey, hey, Brother Song, don't be angry. It was just a joke. Isn't that how women talk?"

"Are you a woman? Why can you represent women?" Jiang Huanhuan asked back softly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

The bald man didn't expect to be confronted, his expression was a little stiff, and then he became angry.

"Sister, who are you? This is not the place for you to speak, right?"

He didn't recognize Jiang Huanhuan, and heard the three of them discussing that the clothes she was wearing were not from any high-end brands.

It is common knowledge in the circle that Song Linxiao doesn't like his fiancée, so this is probably his ambiguous object.

And just now, her eyes were also wandering around.

This naive look doesn't seem like Song Linxiao's rumored fiancée.

She was probably just a girl that Song Linxiao was slightly interested in, the kind of person who relied on her beauty as a ticket.

The bald man opened his mouth and wanted to argue.

But the next moment, a sharp pain came from his arm.

Song Linxiao held his arm with a dark face.

The bald man even felt as if his bones were about to break, but he didn't dare to scream.

Because Song Linxiao whispered a threat in his ear: "I just want to have a quiet meal. If you dare to make a scene, I will make sure you never have food to eat in your life."

Seeing that the bald man didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Huanhuan shifted her gaze to Wan Sheng.

"Are you from the Wan family?" Jiang Huanhuan asked, "I saw your family's cooperation at the company."

Wan Sheng was stunned and realized that the status of the girl in front of her was not what she had imagined. She then became a little annoyed.

"Sorry, I usually just eat, drink and have fun at home."

"I don't care much about the company's affairs. If you want to cooperate, I can give you the contact information of my elders."

Jiang Huanhuan shook her head and smiled, "No need, it's your family who asked for cooperation."

Wan Sheng's expression instantly turned bad.

Jiang Huanhuan gave a distant and polite smile and looked around at everyone.

Her eyes were exceptionally clear, and when she looked at them, she seemed to know everything.

"I'm Jiang Huanhuan, currently Song Linxiao's fiancée."

"I'm not happy to see you."