The waitress smiled flatteringly, and couldn't help but feel sour tone.
The women around those rich young masters are almost the same. They can't wait to circle all the exquisite clothes here, but they are still pretending to be noble!
"What?" Geng Xintian couldn't believe her professionalism. Did she just hear it wrong?
"Why are you polite to climb up a wealthy young man like Master Lei?"
Geng Xintian looked at her calmly, really wanted to educate her. But it was her parents' business, so why bother with her?
Anyway, what she said was not the truth. Isn’t it okay to just think she is farting?
"I want this one, take the others." Geng Xintian chose one of the tender green long skirts and sent her away.
Just as I was about to enter the real locker room, the phone rang.
It's a hall and a museum.
Geng Xintian hurriedly answered the word "heat" and the phone turned off because it was out of power.
"Oh no, I forgot to bring my spare battery."
I'll call him next time I go back to the company, and I hope there is no urgent matter.
Ging Xintian changed into a long skirt, and after being painted on her face by the stylist, she walked out.
Lei Yunzheng turned his head, his eyes intertwined, and time froze.
She is very beautiful! Her facial features are small and delicate, and her figure is even more exquisite.
This tender green on her body is like getting life.
Fresh and lively.
Even seven years have not stopped on her, she is still the hot girl many years ago.
He was moved. After seven years, he had such a deep memory of her appearance.
Under his scrutiny of the same gaze, Ding Xintian felt a little nervous and his palms were slightly cold.
He looked at himself with this kind of gaze, as if he had it a few years ago.
But, a few years ago, did she know him?
She had just looked at herself in the mirror, and it was OK, so she shouldn't be scared.
"You take it seriously, don't you remember?" Lei Yunzheng looked at her and murmured in disgust.
"Don't remember anything?" Geng Xintian walked up to him and looked at him in confusion. "Isn't this one good-looking?"
"No, it's okay." He returned to his cold look, as if the loss of mind just now did not exist at all.
If you just don't remember it, then...
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After coming out of the boutique, Lei Yunzheng threw her into a place like a high-end club.
"I'll wait for me here!"
"Where are you going?" Geng Xintian was completely unaware of it.
"Be good!" He didn't answer, touched her head like a small animal, and turned around and strode into the car.
"Miss, please come with me!" The receptionist bowed enthusiastically and guided her to follow her.
"Okay." Geng Xintian looked at the leaving car. Although his parting comfort was gentle, she still felt abandoned.
Just like twenty years ago, my mother passed away and left herself behind.
"Are you back?" Geng Xintian waited for a while, and finally waited for Lei Yunzheng to pick him up.
She hurriedly ran to him and complained without caring about the bond between her long skirt and high heels.
"Let's go!" Lei Yunzheng remained silent, but noticed her difference. Her little face as big as a palm was full of pity.
"Okay." Geng Xintian nodded obediently.
"Wait, can you lend me your phone? I'm out of power..." She felt a little embarrassed.