Although he was a little unconscious at the time, he could still clearly feel the power from her arms. They were obviously two slender arms, but they were able to hold him without letting go in that emergency situation. Obviously
You are very harmful to yourself
Although he is afraid, he can comfort him softly not to be afraid.
Xiao Rui still remembers the feeling of her holding his hand to turn on the phone one by one. Her hands were slender and smooth, and there were slight calluses on the fingertips, as if they were left behind by working in some special job for a long time. It was not very obvious, but it was also
Not easy to ignore.
Xiao Rui didn't pay attention to the other person's appearance, and he felt a little regretful, but then he thought about it and thought that his cell phone was still in the other person's hand. He thought he would thank him in person when he had time. After all, this was a life-saving grace.
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Sneeze! When An Zhisu sneezed for the third time, Song Jiaren severely disliked her, and said with emotion: "I can understand why you can easily catch a cold by kicking the quilt when you sleep alone. How come you can still sleep with two people now?"
Caught a cold? You two slept at night
Can you please not be so intense at this time? With your physique like Lin Daiyu, just take it easy."
An Zhisu:......
Can you please stop being so dirty!
An Zhisu was too lazy to answer her dirty words. He rubbed his nose and said, "My nose is just itchy. Hurry up and eat your food. I won't be able to block your mouth even while eating."
"That's for sure. I just rely on my mouth to eat. Nothing can stop my mouth except money." Song Jiaren said and stuffed a piece of grilled and fragrant pork belly into her mouth.
An Zhisu rolled his eyes at her and imitated Ye Lancheng's tone of voice and said contemptuously: "Superficial!"
"I'm so fair, but I'm already superficial." Song Jiaren proudly raised her face. What she was most proud of was that her face was fair, and her bare face could match other people's faces with foundation.
An Zhisu:......
You win. In terms of talking skills, she thinks she is not as good as Song Jiaren, a lawyer.
The best friends had a sumptuous lunch and drank some greasy scented tea after the meal, before leaving the barbecue restaurant together.
"You come with me to get your things first. All the things I gave you are in my car." After leaving the barbecue restaurant, An Zhisu said to Song Jiaren.
"I saw your car when I was parking the car, so I parked the car opposite you." Song Jiaren said.
An Zhisu clapped his hands: "That's convenient."
The best friends then walked towards the elevator entrance. The barbecue restaurant was located at the deepest part of this floor, and the elevator was located in the middle. They had to walk for a while before they could take the elevator.
For professional reasons, Song Jiaren habitually pays attention to passers-by A, B, and C when walking. In her words, evidence is everywhere. The people you see today may be the key to winning your case tomorrow.
Based on this Song-style theory, she always observes others inadvertently. She has an excellent memory and can remember almost all the faces she saw that day. Of course, she has been a little weak in the past few years. But the reason for her weak memory is not that her memory has declined, but
Plastic surgery has become popular in recent years, and has become popular among celebrities on the Internet. In the past, beauties looked the same, but now they are exactly the same. Even with Song Jiaren's ability to distinguish, she often can't tell them apart.
What is the difference between beautiful women A, B and C?
This fucked-up society has forced Song Jiaren to become face-blind. Her eyes simply cannot keep up with the rapid development of the times.
"He Siyi?" Song Jiaren rubbed her eyes and pulled An Zhisu's arm: "Zhisu, help me see if that's He Siyi? Don't let me be dazzled anymore."
Hearing He Siyi's name, An Zhisu's eyes immediately followed Song Jiaren's. He saw a very fashionable girl walking towards him. Who else could it be if it wasn't He Siyi? An Zhisu paused, eyes flashing.
She was so surprised that she hadn't seen He Siyi for a while. Her memory of her was still the exaggerated dress when they first met. Now He Siyi suddenly changed her dress, and she almost lost it.
Recognized.
"If I'm not mistaken, she is wearing Prada. This outfit from head to toe costs over 100,000 yuan." Song Jiaren said in surprise.
It's not just a hundred thousand, that's the amount for a suit of clothes alone, not counting the jewelry. If you add them all up, it's at least two hundred thousand.
An Zhisu has a sharp eye, and she can tell with just one glance that she is not an A-grade person. This is what surprises her. Isn't He Siyi very short of money? So where did the clothes and jewelry on her body come from?
An Zhisu didn't know what He Siyi was doing recently, but Song Jiaren knew it. She hadn't forgotten what He Siyi was doing in the bar that night. Could it be that she sent a text message to Yang Xi and Yang Xi didn't stop He Siyi?
"Do you know what she has been doing recently?" An Zhisu suddenly turned to ask Song Jiaren.
Song Jiaren immediately shook her head: "I don't know."
An Zhisu frowned: "Did you change your job? Why are you suddenly so rich?"
"Maybe." Song Jiaren agreed with a guilty conscience.
An Zhisu thought for a moment, then raised his feet and prepared to walk towards He Siyi.
"What do you care about what she does? She is so old. She is free to do whatever she likes. You and her are not related, so why bother to make others uncomfortable." Song Jiaren quickly grabbed An Zhisu. She didn't want An Zhisu to be harassed again.
He Siyi pushed it down once.
An Zhisu paused again.
Song Jiaren directly pulled her to the other side. She really had no feelings for He Siyi, who couldn't even tell the difference between good and bad. Whether He Siyi became a young lady or took drugs, she didn't want An Zhisu to have any more control over her.
An Zhisu was pulled away by Song Jiaren, but his eyes were still looking at He Siyi. She seemed to be waiting for someone, leaning on the railing and playing with her mobile phone. She and Song Jiaren were never seen.
Song Jiaren also glanced at He Siyi from time to time, and suddenly stopped when she saw another familiar person.
"What's wrong?" Song Jiaren stopped abruptly, and An Zhisu almost bumped into her, so he also stopped and asked.
Song Jiaren immediately covered her stomach and said, "Oh, oh, oh, I suddenly have a stomachache and have to go to the bathroom."
"Ah? Stomach hurt? Then go quickly, I'll wait for you for a while." An Zhisu said hurriedly after hearing this.
"Then just wait for me here and don't go over there to find He Siyi." Song Jiaren warned worriedly.
An Zhisu nodded: "I won't go."
"Don't go, or I'll break up our relationship with you." Song Jiaren threatened again before running to the bathroom.
The bathroom on this floor was on the side of He Siyi. Song Jiaren seemed to have a real stomachache and ran over quickly. However, she did not enter the bathroom, but waited outside, staring at the door of the men's bathroom.
After releasing the waste water in his bladder, Fang Cheng came out of the bathroom humming a tune. As soon as he came out, he saw Song Jiaren who looked like a giant Buddha. He was immediately frightened. "You want to scare me to death, why do you look like a ghost?"
He is so elusive." Fang Cheng was so frightened that his face changed.