After making the bold suggestion, Song Mi didn't know the specific duration of the silence. He only knew that Tan Xize didn't say anything for a long time and didn't give any response. He just stood there and stared at her quietly.

It gives people a sense of absolute alienation that can be attacked but not broken.

Song Mi felt like her heart was pounding at the sight, and she spoke again: "Mr. Xian, what do you think?"

This time, Tan Xize gave a response, but it was just a plain: "What is it like?"

Didn't you hear that just now?

"I said -" Song Mi raised his voice and repeated the suggestion, "Sir, you are so good-looking. If you don't mind, you can hire me. I can always be your shield."

This time she was sure he could hear her clearly.

Just after she finished repeating, Tan Xize fell silent again.

Song Mi:?

If I hadn't been greedy for your money, I would have explained to you today what it means to just stare at me without saying anything.

When she couldn't hold back and was about to speak, Tan Xize closed his eyes and said coldly: "Sorry, I mind."

Just six words, like a basin of cold water, poured cold water on Song Mi from beginning to end.

Business opportunities are fleeting.

She imagined a lot of money flying away with wings spread, and felt heartbroken for a while.

The surrounding environment is quiet and the moonlight is clear and cool.

While Song Mi was immersed in the sadness of being rejected, Tan Xize had already retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

Seeing the man's tall and slender back getting farther and farther away, Song Mi's mind began to work rapidly, but it didn't actually work. She only knew that it would be a pity to let him go like this.

This may be her last meeting with the rich man.

In Song Mi's view, Tan Xize is like a walking ATM, exuding the alluring charm of glittering gold.

It's hard not to be moved.

No, you can't let go of any opportunity to make money.

You have to show that perseverance in sales. Even if you are rejected by the customer, you still have to smile and work hard to sell the product. What if it works?

The product is herself.

Song Mi smoothed her hair that was a little messy in the wind with her hands, then patted her face, showing her sweet smile that had been praised countless times.

The two eyes are curved into crescent shapes, full and vivid.

After showing her 100% condition, she raised her feet to catch up, quickly caught up with the man, and walked around in front of him.

Before she could speak, Tan Xize walked past her with a cold expression and didn't even spare her a glance as he passed by.

Song Mi: "..."

With an attitude of not giving up, Song Mi raised his feet to catch up again. This time he opened his arms and stopped in front of Tan Xize: "Mr. Xian, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Tan Xize stopped, his eyes were distant and cold, and his cool gaze fell on her face.

At this moment, Song Mi felt that the flow of air around her had become slower, just like her breathing, which was making it difficult for her to move under his eyes.

It turns out that one person can exude such a powerful aura, with a sense of coercion and indifference intertwined.

It makes people breathless.

Song Mi's heart was so nervous that it hung in his throat, but he still pretended to be calm and relaxed while looking at Tan Xize.

If successful, she will have a large amount of extra income.

Song Mi's hands hanging by his sides were tightly curled, his nails dug into the palms of his hands, but his voice was still clear and smiling: "Mr. Xian, I think you can really consider it."

After the words fell, there was only silence around, a kind of swallowing silence.

The wind blew between the two of them.

The leaves of the sycamore tree next to it kept rustling, and countless fragments of moonlight cut by the green leaves were shaking on the ground. They were of different sizes and shapes.

Tan Xize happened to be standing where the moonlight was most concentrated, making his features look colder and colder than water. He didn't like repeating the same words a second time. Naturally, he lost his patience and had a bad tone. He was extremely indifferent.

"unnecessary."

"..."

If possible, who would be willing to do something shameless?

It’s not forced by life.

Song Mi still didn't give up, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she choked, and continued to smile obediently: "You should be very popular with women, right? As long as you are willing to hire me, I will ensure that no woman can get close to you. Only

I am alone with you."

Why does the last sentence sound so wrong... as if she wants to get rid of all the other women and have him all to herself.

Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Tan Xize raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with a more meaningful look.

Immediately afterwards, he said without emotion: "You have a pretty good idea."

Song Mi: "..."

With all her conscience, she had absolutely no intention of coveting his beauty, she only wanted money.

"That's not what I meant." Song Mi explained, "I will keep a distance from you. I will never get too close to you. I will stand far away like a bodyguard."

……bodyguard?

Tan Xize couldn't help but look at Song Mi from top to bottom. After looking back and forth, he sneered coldly: "You are as thin as a person who walked out of a crack in the door, and you still want to be my bodyguard?"

Song Mi was startled, why is this a personal attack?

If you weren't very likely to be my future financial sponsor, I would definitely attack back.

Forget it, I'll endure it.

She suppressed her displeasure, but Song Mi still had a sweet smile on her face. She said briskly: "I'm just using an analogy. It's similar to a bodyguard's work situation, but it's not really a bodyguard."

He was silent when talking about Nishizawa, and his expressionless face made it difficult to see his true emotions.

Song Mi's curled fingers continued to tighten, and the bluish white appeared in front of the thin joints. The smile on his face became sweeter and his voice was soft and waxy.

"The bodyguards are all men. It will definitely be a lot of inconvenience to protect you from your love affairs, but I am different. I can do the job perfectly."

"To be honest, I'm quite pretty. If women see someone around you, they won't rush forward rashly, right?"

The last point is that Song Mi really didn't lie about being beautiful.

She is recognized as beautiful.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been the most beautiful girl in the class. She has been a class beauty, a department beauty, and a school beauty. She is the type of goddess that boys say they most want to protect and love.

Their eyes looked at each other for a long time, their eyes almost twitching in the air.

Just when Song Mi felt there was hope, Tan Xize extinguished her hope with two words: "No."

So cold and impersonal.

She hesitated to speak, her passion was almost dampened, and it was difficult to say another word.

He hung his head in frustration.

Suddenly, I heard Tan Xize say lightly: "It's okay sometimes."

Song Mi suddenly raised his head.

good?

What does it mean?

Before she could ask, Tan Xize looked at her and said, "Poverty alleviation."

Song Mi: "?"

It wasn't until Tan Xize raised his feet and turned to leave that Song Mi suddenly realized what he meant.

——Poverty alleviation is sometimes okay, but often not.

What I mean is that when she appeared tonight, it was occasionally possible, but often not.

He doesn't want to make a long-term deal with her.

Even though he expected such a result, Song Mi's chest still felt tight and tight, causing him to panic.

-

Song Mi returned to the electric car with a frown on his face, his whole body like a deflated flat balloon.

The cell phone rings.

Song Mi took it out and saw two words displayed on the screen, "Open".

Damn it——! You still have the nerve to call!

You just finished with your mistress, right?

Song Mi felt that all the blood in her body was rising. She angrily poked at the screen, hung up the phone and quickly offered the blacklist service.
To be continued...