She glanced at him, and her tone was a little unhappy, "I won't go. If you force me again, I'll be angry."
Seeing that her beautiful eyebrows had already been raised, her face was a little tense, she was afraid that she would really anger her, so she could only stop forcing her.
Seeing that he finally gave in, Wang Aoshuang said lightly, "I'm going to work." Then he walked into the office building.
All day long, Wang Aoshuang was enjoying Shen Jiajia's news while working happily, and time passed quickly.
After get off work, she went to the mall to buy some clothes.
She was watching a skirt attentively, and a fluttering sound came over, "This skirt is suitable for you."
She looked up and a gentle man was smiling at her.
She squeezed her eyebrows. The man looked so familiar. After thinking for a while, she finally remembered that the man was Ling Ang’s friend, the boss of the senior club, and personally cooked a delicious meal for her to eat.
Jiang Li.
She smiled and greeted her politely, "Hello, Mr. Jiang."
"Miss Wang, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Yeah." She smiled faintly, and then accidentally saw the women's clothing on his hand, "Mr. Jiang wants to buy women's clothing?"
"Well, it's great to meet you. I can give me some advice. This is the first time I bought clothes for women." He asked with two coats: "Which one do you think is more suitable for quiet women?"
Wang Aoshuang knew that he must have danced clothes for the woman he said last time. He looked carefully and pointed to one of them, "This one is simple in color and ladylike in design."
"Well, thank you." Jiang Li signaled the salesperson to pick up the clothes. When he glanced over her face, he accidentally saw the scar on her forehead and was a little surprised, "What's wrong with your forehead?"
"Well, I accidentally fell."
Jiang Li frowned, a little pitiful, "The scar is very obvious."
"It's okay, my hair can cover it." She raised the corner of her mouth indifferently.
"How can women not cherish themselves?" Jiang Li was a little helpless, and then he thought of something and his eyes flashed, "By the way, I have an American friend who is a plastic surgeon. I have been to China for academic seminars these two days.
Take you to find him and ask him to help you remove the scar."
Wang Aoshuang felt a little embarrassed, "No, why are you embarrassed to bother you?"
"What's the problem? I have a good relationship with him. He will definitely help him with this." Jiang Li said and asked her to leave, "Come on, let's go find him now."
Before she could agree, she was dragged out of the fashion store by Jiang Li.
Sitting in his luxurious Cadillac, Wang Aoshuang felt that it was rare for a person of his identity to be so enthusiastic about his friend who had only met once. "Mr. Jiang, I want you to worry about my affairs, really
I can't get over the regret."
"You don't have to be so polite to me. Ang's friend is my friend."
When Wang Aoshuang heard Ling Ang's name, his expression changed slightly. I don't know when it started, but whenever he mentioned his name, an inexplicable feeling would surge in her heart.
Suddenly, her eyes slightly shook and she thought of something instantly. She immediately turned her head and asked seriously: "Mr. Jiang, did Ling Ang ask you to come?"
A strange thing flashed quickly in Jiang Li's eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face, "I met you so by chance, why did you get connected with Ang?"