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"I got it! I got it!" the tabloid reporter said excitedly, holding up his camera.
In the camera, the second son of the Qiao family and the eldest daughter of the Han family sit side by side. One of Mr. Qiao's arms rested on the back of Miss Han's chair, seemingly surrounding her. Moreover, the shooting angle taken by the tabloid reporter was very good. At a glance, the two people's heads overlapped, as if they were kissing. Although he knew it was not true, it did not stop him from using this photo with narrations such as "a golden boy passionately kissing" and "uncle and sister-in-law turned into lovers instantly" to attract attention.
"It's done, it's done." The reporter whistled, and his companions put away their equipment and left.
"Are you leaving?" Qiao Chengyu asked. He had his back turned and couldn't see what was going on.
Han Yanyan had already seen the paparazzi calling it a day and retreating. She glanced at Qiao Chengyu, who seemed to be very close to her but kept a distance, and said, "No, they are still filming. Maybe they are not satisfied."
"Don't be so stiff, it's too unnatural." She raised her cheek slightly and said to him, "Be a little more intimate. Take a strand of my hair and wrap it around with your fingers. Yes, that's it... around..."
Qiao Chengyu did as she asked seriously, leaning slightly and naturally approaching her, smelling the sweet fragrance of her body with his nose.
Qiao Chengyu doesn't know much about women or perfume. Unlike some noble men in this circle, he can recognize women by smelling their fragrance. He only felt that the fragrance of Han Yanyan was very attractive. This alluring scent is too mature. She is a young girl of only twenty-three years old, and this alluring scent is too mature for her age.
Her skin is younger than her age, firm and elastic, and you can feel the vitality of youth jumping around.
And her eyes... eyes... Qiao Chengyu paused slightly when he saw the playful look in those eyes. Looking back, I saw the shadow of the paparazzi somewhere in the distance. He had already finished work and gone home.
Being fooled.
Qiao Chengyu pursed his lips and wanted to take back his hand. But a strand of Han Yanyan's long hair was still wrapped around his finger. When he pulled it, Han Yanyan let out a soft cry of pain. Qiao Chengyu's hand paused, said "I'm sorry", leaned down close to Han Yanyan, and twirled his hair away in circles.
When the last circle of hair was untied and the long curly hair was about to slip out of her fingers, Han Yanyan suddenly raised her eyes, raised her face and pressed a kiss on Qiao Chengyu's lips.
The strand of long hair did not slip off, and the ends of the hair were held in Qiao Chengyu's hands. The two people's eyes were facing each other, and the tips of their noses were only a few centimeters apart. Qiao Chengyu's eyes were dark, and Han Yanyan raised her eyebrows.
There was no overbearing CEO-style kiss back. Qiao Chengyu and Han Yanyan faced off for a few seconds, then released their fingers, letting her long hair fall from her fingers, and sat up straight.
"Boring." Han Yanyan wrinkled her nose. Qiao Chengyu glanced sideways at her. Han Yanyan sneered at him: "You look like an old man."
She suddenly paused and asked with some surprise: "You...you're not still a virgin, are you?" That shouldn't be the case. According to her advance information, this Qiao Chengyu had more than one girlfriend when he was studying abroad.
Qiao Chengyu silently took a breath from his chest and said calmly: "No."
"So you're gay?" Han Yanyan frowned. It shouldn’t be, the pre-given information didn’t prompt at all.
The breath that was blocked in Qiao Chengyu's chest could no longer be relieved.
"How else to explain? You didn't respond to me at all." Han Yanyan complained with her cheeks raised.
Qiao Chengyu turned to look at her, his eyes were dark and deep.
"You are the person I want to marry," he said, "I want to be more serious about you."
This time it was Han Yanyan whose eyes were fixed. After a while, her red lips curved into a slightly cold arc.
"I'll give you a piece of advice, in this world, don't be too sincere. Anyone who is sincere...is a fool." She smiled so coldly that people were kept away from thousands of miles away.
Lazy Han Yanyan, **** Han Yanyan, proud Han Yanyan, confident Han Yanyan... Perhaps none of them are more real than Han Yanyan at this moment, Qiao Chengyu thought.
Due to this little episode, the two of them spent dinner very quietly. After the meal, Han Yanyan didn't need Qiao Chengyu to see her off. She asked the driver to pick her up and go elsewhere.
"Let's play tonight, shall we?" Han Yanyan asked.
"No." Qiao Chengyu looked at his watch and declined, "I still have a report to catch up on."
"Okay, work hard, heir." Han Yanyan teased.
The word "heir" touched Qiao Chengyu's nerves. The driver opened the door, and Han Yanyan turned around to step into the car, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and pulled back.
Although winter is about to pass, the wind is still cold. Qiao Chengyu's lips were very hot, and the tip of his tongue was hot. Her kissing skills are very good, and she is definitely not a virgin.
With a professional smile on his face, Uncle Chen held the car door and turned towards the front of the car, leaving only his back to the couple kissing passionately.
Qiao Chengyu let go of Han Yanyan, gently wiped off the lipstick on his lips with his thumb, let go of her hand and said, "Have fun." After that, he took a half step back. His hands were in his trouser pockets, his black coat was open, and the corners of his clothes were fluttering in the evening breeze.
Han Yanyan glanced at him with a half-smile, then bent down and got into the car, and drove away.
In the car, Han Yanyan lit a cigarette.
Han Yanyan himself does not know how to smoke, but the "Han Yanyan" in this world can.
Once the pre-given information in her brain is activated, Han Yanyan can accept everything about her in this world, including her words, deeds, daily habits, and even personality.
The "Han Yanyan" in the world that first collapsed was a white-collar worker with a pure and kind-hearted personality. This kind of personality can be said to be a weak character. After accepting it, Han Yanyan's own personality took over. status. The character design of "Han Yanyan" in the apocalyptic world is even more blank, and it is directly filled by Han Yanyan himself. So in those two worlds, Han Yanyan didn't feel anything.
But the "Miss Han" in this world was born with wealth and destiny, and has a passionate, public and strong personality. Although Han Yanyan was still in control, he was inevitably affected. For example, right now, when her mood fluctuates slightly, she smokes a cigarette. This is the habit of Miss Han, not the habit of Han Yanyan.
When she came to this world, Han Yanyan felt that she might have to be sophisticated.
She was smoking a cigarette in the dim carriage, thinking about the progress of the world.
In this world, her golden finger is her identity. The Han family has been wealthy for three generations and has abundant capital. In the face of the status of "the heiress of the Han family", beauty is just the icing on the cake. The mission of this world is to make Qiao Wenxing understand his mistakes. To put it bluntly, isn't it just to make him regret it?
This task is not difficult. What is difficult is how a living person can control his heart and restrain his emotions in interactions with other living people.
"Quickly travel through the world", who is sincere and who is stupid.
Han Yanyan took a deep breath of cigarette, letting the nicotine penetrate deep into her lungs and poison her cells.
Having been in this world for half a year, Han Yanyan feels that she is much better now. She remembered clearly that when she first arrived here, she traveled around the world and lived happily and wantonly every day. But at night, she always woke up from her dreams again and again, touching her chest in a cold sweat. , confirming that there is no **** hole there, and no sharp claw crushes his heart.
Then she couldn't help but turn around to see if there was a ruthless man behind her. She really wanted to know what Ding Yao's expression was and what his mood was at that time. When she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, she would curse him, hoping that he would die in the hands of the Corpse Emperor after she died. And then fell asleep in this anger.
After half a year, this anger gradually rarely broke out. But Han Yanyan knew that it had not dissipated, but was suppressed in her heart.
Probably, hate lasts longer than love.
The phone rang, and tonight’s playmates called her to urge her.
She chuckled: "We're almost here. We're having dinner with Chengyu tonight. We're a little late." The person on the other end of the phone teased her and asked her and Qiao Chengyu if they were serious. Han Yanyan smiled wildly: "You will know after a while."
She put out her cigarette and asked the other person: "Are there any handsome guys tonight?"
The other party smiled and said: "Of course, they are all owned by our family, and they are all popular. Just tell me which one you like."
Han Yanyan has written a lot about the indulgent life of the rich in the past. After all, Ba Zongwen is the mainstream of romance. The gossip she wrote about was partly based on entertainment news, partly based on what someone occasionally revealed on the forum, and most of the rest was based on her own imagination. At that time, I couldn't help but feel obscene, thinking how great it would be if I could live such a life one day.
I never thought that such a day would come true. If "quick travel" is regarded as a job, this can be regarded as a company benefit.
Han Yanyan had a pleasant evening.
The next day, blurry photos of her hugging two popular chicks in a nightclub made entertainment headlines. The newspaper was in her big daddy's hand at breakfast time.
Father Han only glanced at her and told her calmly not to hurt her body by staying up late. Qiao Wenxing announced in the newspaper that he was breaking off the engagement, which hurt the Han family's face. Although Han Yanyan was currently dating Qiao Chengyu, Han's father thought it was harmless to give him a little color.
Having such a big daddy who will support you even if you try hard makes Han Yanyan feel particularly comfortable.
As soon as she was in a good mood, she called Qiao Chengyu: "You have been chasing me for two months. When is Mr. Qiao going to propose?"
Qiao Chengyu said: "You have the final say, Miss."
Han Yanyan looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the large courtyard. The cold was gradually disappearing and the sunshine was warm.
"Then let's do it today." She said lazily.
The next day the two appeared in public, and the sharp-eyed paparazzi spotted the pigeon eggs on Han Yanyan's fingers. When asked whether they were engaged, Han Yanyan and Qiao Chengyu clasped their fingers together with sweet looks on their faces.
One said: "What do you think?" The other put his arm around his lover to block the paparazzi's excessive approach, and said: "You will know after a while."
The news that the two were engaged for life made headlines in the entertainment industry and quickly spread.
After seeing this, Father Han glanced at the pigeon eggs on Han Yanyan's hand and asked, "When will the engagement ceremony be held?"
Han Yanyan only drank healthy freshly squeezed juice in front of her father. She held up the cup and said matter-of-factly: "Of course the man must take the initiative to bring up this kind of thing."
On the other side, Qiao Chengyu, who lives in his apartment, received a call from the secretary next to Qiao's father: "Master Chengyu, the chairman wants to see you tonight, please come home."
At the same time, Bai Yue also saw the newspaper.
Her lover is the real eldest son of the Qiao family, but the arrogant eldest daughter of the Han family is going to marry the illegitimate son of an outsider girl. Moreover, the relationship between them is all false, and it is basically a sad business marriage. .
In Bai Yue's heart, there was a faint feeling of victory.