Leather jacket, leather trousers, black boots, and long silky hair tied up in a bun. This outfit can turn heads even in the royal realm where there are so many beauties.

It's rare that the phone at home has been unable to get through. It seems that the otaku Chen Yaya hasn't come home yet, and Jin Baoer's mobile phone is not in the service area. Yan Aonan looked at the time and saw that it was almost two o'clock, and was hesitating whether to insist on waiting until Long Yihuan said

time.

Amidst the sound of "tapping...", Yan Aonan raised his head and saw Bai Zhi, who was dressed in a smart outfit. The two of them made eye contact.

Bai Zhi smiled politely with her usual arrogance: "Miss Yan, the master has arranged for me to pick you up, are you ready?"

You can't escape what you have to face. Yan Aonan smiled faintly, stood up and left with Bai Zhi. When the two of them left the building, they saw Shaoyao dressed up in the same fashion. Seeing such a pair of top-notch twin beauties, they were full of energy.

The three of them were speechless all the way, Bai Zhi drove without squinting, and Shaoyao peeked at Yan Aonan in the rearview mirror from time to time, with a naughty and mysterious smile on his face.

I finally got out of the car and parked in a busy commercial street. I walked dozens of steps and saw a three-story storefront surrounded by white palace columns and decorated with marble. The signboard had two small characters - "Private".

Even Miss Jin Baoer, who has seen the world, would be shocked if she knew they brought Yan Aonan here.

"Private House" is well-known in the circle of wealthy ladies. It has always been able to turn decay into magic and sparrows into phoenixes. It is the first choice styling brand for wealthy ladies when attending important parties.

After the two beauties entered, they walked straight inside, and Yan Aonan followed them calmly. The person in charge of the reception was a very sweet-looking girl with short hair and neatly dressed in black clothes with white lining.

If it was Jin Baoer, he would definitely recognize that this was the top stylist in the "private house". Many of his works had won international awards. Yan Aonan seemed very indifferent. She was full of doubts. Long Yihuan arranged for her to come here.

What is the "shape" like?

Cool's palm gently brushed Yan Aonan's face, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart, there is an old Chinese saying that "beauty is like jade", and the person in front of him is the best example.

The crystal clear skin is so soft that you can pinch water, the pores are very small on the fair face, and the naturally healthy skin is naturally good, coupled with the charming red lips, she is a beautiful woman who deserves to be savored.

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Wearing loose casual clothes, she couldn't hide her graceful and good figure. Cool was originally secretly unhappy about paying eleven less face to receive such an unknown person. But now that she saw such a beautiful woman, she couldn't help but smile with her eyebrows arched.

Adding a touch of kindness and amiability.

Cool, who is used to seeing chemical beauties, rarely sees such a great natural beauty. Naturally, he is eager to show off his skills. He arranges for Yan Aonan to sit down, and the obedient white-clothed assistant Xiang Ming offers him a row of glittering Chinese clothes.

Push forward.

"How do you feel about this new product from Milan Fashion Week?" Cool pulled out a purple dress.

Yan Aonan looked at the thin pieces of overwhelmed fabric and frowned.

"Young Master Eleven told me to wear tighter clothes." Bai Zhi's considerate voice sounded. Whether Long Yihuan really made such a statement or she guessed Yan Aonan's psychology and said so, Yan Aonan was relieved.

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Cool chuckled and turned to Yan Aonan, his eyes conveying a strong sense of adultery. Facing Yan Aonan's innocent innocence, he felt that the natural beauty in front of him was as cute as a fool.

After rummaging through the selection, I was not satisfied, and finally I chose a long lavender dress. Seeing that the style was quite elegant and decent, Yan Aoman changed clothes accordingly, and the result really made the beauties shine.

With silky black hair, Cool carefully braided dozens of small braids for Yan Aonan, and then wrapped them around like magic. Adding Yan Aonan's classic hairpin, she turned out to be a playful yet immodest beauty.

Her delicate skin was impeccable, and Cool couldn't bear to touch her, so he simply applied a layer of bright lip gloss on her. The red lips were fuller and more attractive, adding a bit of youthfulness. Bai Zhi and Shaoyao looked at each other with satisfaction.

Following the twin beauties, driving all the way, they unexpectedly came to a familiar place, which was the "noble mansion" where Yan Ao had performed on stage during his career as a male model.

The retro, noble and mysterious style here is broken by the huge Christmas tree decorated with stars. The bright embellishments make the place luxurious and lively.

It was only around 5:30, but there was already a crowd inside. Yan Aonan took out his mobile phone from his pocket in his casual clothes and made a call home, but no one answered.

"Ms. Yan, just leave your things in this car. We will take you home later."

The soft and crunchy sound of peony was much more pleasant to the ear than that of white peony. Yan Aonan smiled politely and said, "Thank you. I wonder when I can leave?"

Shaoyao was a little surprised when he heard this, and replied as if he had thought for a moment: "It won't be too late for today's event to end. Many people are rushing to the second private event."

Bai Zhi glanced over lightly, and Shaoyao was afraid that she would make a mistake and said no more. In the heated car, wearing a short-sleeved dress was a bit cold, Yan Aonan gently touched the jade bracelet on his wrist.

Ask.

Long Yihuan gently held the wine glass and was talking to someone there. His black tuxedo made him look like a handsome young man who was proud of the spring breeze. Yan Aonan felt that, to be fair, this man really had a good skin, at least he was so low-key among the crowd.

The dress is also eye-catching.

Thinking of his evil deeds last night, Yan Aonan couldn't help but his cheeks turned red, adding a bit of softness. Looking in Long Yihuan's eyes, he had to sigh that people rely on their clothes. In his eyes, Yan Aonan was considered a beauty. However,

Dressed up in this way, it is as dazzling as a gem, not only adding a bit of fairy feeling, but also adding a bit of cuteness and vitality.

A beauty suddenly appeared, and the wolf-like eyes of the surrounding people glanced at her. However, most of them knew that she was a famous beauty when they saw the beautiful woman in black clothes next to her.

But someone came against the wind. It was a handsome foreign guy with blond hair and blue eyes. He was wearing an orthodox black suit, which made him even more attractive. He put up a POSS that he thought was cool, blocked Yan Aonan's path and said: "Hello, beauty.

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Facing the foreigner who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yan Aonan opened his eyes slightly in surprise, then stepped back slightly, keeping a safe distance and said, "Hello."

"My name is Marshal Wang, what about you?"

Shaoyao laughed softly when she heard the name, while Bai Zhi stared at him carefully and unconsciously.

"I..." Before Yan Aonan could say anything, he was already pulled over by a strong arm, and a familiar breath hit his face.

"This is my girlfriend Yan Aonan. I don't care if Manager Wang misses Nianwen." Long Yihuan's joking voice sounded, with obvious displeasure on his face and his thin lips pursed tightly, which was a precursor to anger.

People who knew him well were worried and hid outside the range of fire to watch. Yan Aonan sensitively felt that Long Yihuan's anger was directed at him, while the handsome foreign man Wang Dashuai seemed to have no pressure at all, and said sincerely with a sunny smile.

: "You Chinese people are very enlightened now. You can get divorced after getting married. She is just your girlfriend."

"Marshuai Wang, right?" Long Yi's laughter was chilling, he raised his glass and took a sip of wine in a condescending manner: "You'd better find out whose territory this is first." After saying that, he took Yan Aonan's arm and turned around to leave.

Well, what I secretly feel unhappy about is that this woman really doesn’t know how to be proactive.

Could it be that his task tonight is to be a "vase"? Influenced by Chen Yaya, Yan Aonan also understands that beautiful women living in the contemporary era, whose main function is to increase men's self-esteem, are collectively called "vases".

There was no shortage of such "vases" in the imperial domain, but if we take this as an example, there were many women in the Tang Dynasty who respected men.

If the ultimate purpose of Young Master Eleven's "deal" is to make himself a "vase", Yan Aonan finds it a bit incredible. After all, given his status, it is easy to find a vase that has more advantages than himself.

She followed his steps with doubts. There were many people who came to greet him along the way, and she kept smiling like a lady.

Finally arriving at a private room, Long Yihuan found a place to sit down, and held her palm tightly, making her uncomfortably want to break away. Suddenly a cold voice sounded: "Little Yanzi, I will treat you...

But the one who keeps his word the most.”

"Then what?" Yan Aonan's colder voice met those eyes that couldn't even smile, waiting for his instructions. Is it time to make his real request?

"I'm here to make your wish come true today, to meet the person you've been longing for." He narrowed his eyes and smiled inscrutably.

Yan Aonan looked at him in surprise. Was this the answer in her heart? Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Is such a noisy occasion appropriate? Feeling the warm touch of the dragon pendant on her chest, she suddenly became filled with thoughts.
Chapter completed!