Three photos fell into her eyes, and she stared at the last one, looking at the men and women above, her face a little pale and a little uneasy. The sun poured in through the high, narrow windows, and the pretty candles burned quietly at the dining table, but her face was full of shadows.

She was the only one here, and it was quiet.

She sat at the end of the long and narrow dining table, alone.

There is a quiet dark fragrance floating in the air, which can calm the mind. Naturally, it smells good, but she misses the smell of urban distraction.

At this time, she was supposed to be in the studio of the TV station, participating in a program with good ratings, with the members. Then ending the show, she went to the crew and continued the unfinished shooting. There is also an endorsement event in the evening, which requires her to attend.

She's always been busy, and this has been going on for years.

But today is different, she has been sitting idly in the afternoon when the sun is blooming until the evening when the sunset is about to end, which is simply a dream. Perhaps, she is really in a dream, right?

It's a pity that this dream is too lonely and unfriendly.

There was a sudden sound outside the door, and she turned her head to see two white-clad waiters slowly entering the dining cart. Their hair is meticulously combed, their clothes are spotless, and their smiles and manners are not flawed.

The sterling silver plate was placed on the table, and the two waiters smiled at her, bowed back, and closed the door.

"Smack!"

It was soft, but it was cold.

She couldn't help but bend her body and whisper the numbers in this room that had been in the room for a long time but was still unfamiliar.

The crystal lamps overhead suddenly all shone brightly, and the classical room became magnificent, casting a small shadow on the soft white carpet.

She stared at the shadow in amazement, until a pair of beautiful high heels appeared on it, and an even more beautiful pair of little feet.

She herself had beautiful little feet, and she was so good-looking, that she thought that the person who came was a beautiful woman, but when she looked up, she was stunned for a moment, because the other person was more beautiful than she had imagined.

The two stared silently for a moment, and she quickly bowed her head and was defeated.

This is not only because of the other party's phoenix eyes that reveal a cold and noble atmosphere when squinted slightly, but also because of the other party's thrush pen, earlobe pearls, and perfume to wipe the body. These are all items that she cannot hope for, and they are not only expensive, but also difficult to buy.

She didn't have much trouble guessing the social class of the woman in front of her, and then rejoiced that she was a woman, which saved a lot of possible troubles and dilemmas. But she looked at the three photos on the table, and her heart couldn't help but be heavy.

When she came here, what did she have to face?

"Hungry, aren't you?" A clear voice came from the other end of the table, and she hesitated and nodded.

"Then let's eat first." The woman opposite smiled faintly, picked up the red wine in the ice bucket, and poured herself a glass. The red liquor gently ripples in the transparent glass, complementing the woman's burgundy manicure.

She looked at this scene, hesitated for a while, and reached out to open the neatly arranged dinner plate in front of her in turn, which was undoubtedly expensive and delicate food, but when she opened the largest plate and saw a whole roast goose, she still couldn't help but show a look of surprise, a little overwhelmed.

"You're welcome, you don't have to be exquisite, it's just the two of us here." The woman's words did not match her indifferent appearance, revealing a hint of kindness.

She nodded slightly, took a small bite of a caviar-infused pudding, tasted the Marseille fish soup, and ate a herring roll with half a half-cooked steak. She was a little full, and she never touched the spectacular-looking roast goose.

The woman on the other side looked at her eating movements and posture with great interest, and then saw her pick up the cloth and wipe her mouth, so she gently pressed the silver bell at hand, and soon a waiter arrived and brought them dessert after the meal.

She took a sip, a little fascinated, but she noticed that a man in a black suit followed the waiter in, but did not leave, and stood in the corner of the room, standing quietly.

The woman slowly sipped the red wine in her glass, looking out the window at the night, the colorful fountain water was beautiful and flawless.

She felt a little uneasy, and deliberately lowered her head to focus on the dessert, and the three photos were lying in a corner, and she didn't want to look at them more. It's a lot like covering your ears and stealing a bell, because it's an illusion that you can't do.

She heard a woman's voice.

"Zheng Xiujing xi, introduce yourself, my name is Jiang Zhaoxi, and I have the same surname as Jiang Zhican."

Her body shuddered, and the last rays of sunshine left on her from the long afternoon were quietly absent at this moment.

"It's a pity that the matter that originally belonged to the three of us involved your sisters."

Her body trembled even more, and the man in the black suit turned off the air conditioner and placed a pair of scissors and a bottle of glue on her desk.

She didn't realize this, stared at the third photo, bit her lower lip, and asked astringently, "You guys, what do you want?" ”

Jiang Zhaoxi was silent, and the man standing at the table read a document in a calm voice, with many professional words and numbers, but it was still very easy to understand. Because she belongs to the industry, she understands what every word and number means. As a result, her body became colder and colder, but a faint fine sweat appeared on her forehead - very helpless and pitiful.

"Don't you think it's too much to pay in order to get what you want?" Jiang Zhaoxi asked softly after the man stopped reading.

She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth word by word: "She is a sister, I am just a sister, that is her decision." ”

"But after all, it's a sister, she may be better off because of you, and of course, she may not get anything because of you." Jiang Zhaoxi's eyes showed a dazzling light, cold and unquestionable.

She silently lowered her head, was silent for a long time, and asked astringently, "Why me?" ”

A faint screen appeared in mid-air between the two, and on it was a girl's side face, very beautiful, with childish eyebrows and eyes. She was confused, looking at the side face, and there was something familiar.

"That's Nao-chan's first love." Jiang Zhaoxi's voice was very light.

With a look of shock in her eyes, she turned her head, revealing a side of her face in the mirror she had placed earlier.

For the first time, she felt how suffocating the hopelessness of inescapable despair was

The man in the black suit began to recite the second document, the temptation of naked interest, and someone was engulfing her standing on the shore with a golden wave.

She couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands, but her whole body slipped into the dark bottom of the sea little by little.

Fall, fall, it seemed that even the wisest angel would have the day when he would fold his wings, and the third document appeared silently before her eyes, the words on it were simple, but extremely weighty.

There are the names of the glittering Korean entertainment industry, including four of Korea's most famous film directors, screenwriters at the top of the pyramid, acclaimed music producers・・・・・・ and then there is no difference, each with a small space after their name, which is a blank space for checking.

"It's native to South Korea, and if you're talented and hard working and you're not unlucky, in two or three years, you'll have an English list for you to choose from." Jiang Zhaoxi's glass of wine had been drunk, she didn't refill the glass, her slender fingers held the goblet wine glass, swaying gently, and her expression was pleasant.

The English list naturally refers to the United States and Hollywood.

It is a holy place that countless Korean artists dream of, but it is disgusting to hear it in Zheng Xiujing's ears at the moment. There was resentment in her eyes, thinking of Jiang Zhican, thinking of everything she had experienced between her and him, and finally the memory was fixed on the toy snake - sure enough, it was her own brother and sister, and it was equally annoying!

But in the face of Jiang Zhican, she dared to fight back, even if it ended with her crying and leaving the scene every time, but facing his sister at this moment, she was so frightened that she couldn't even shed a tear!

She felt immensely sad that her life had been kidnapped.

"You should understand that if you are here, it means that the company behind you has thrown in the towel. Behind you, there's a blank slate. In fact, admitting defeat is not a shameful thing, losing and winning, for businessmen, is far less important than the gain or loss of interests. I know that you are not a businessman, and you have given a little more, but you have to believe that in the future, in the future, you will only gain much more than you lost. ”

Jiang Zhaoxi said calmly, as if he was stating a definite fact.

Zheng Xiujing's face was pale without a trace of blood, and she was silent for a long time, she asked, "Do you treat me as a prostitute?" ”

She used a very unbearable word to describe herself, and her gray heart did not wave.

"No, I treat you as my future brother-in-law." Jiang Zhaoxi's expression was calm, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Have you ever heard of a child daughter-in-law?" That's the daughter-in-law that my parents bought for my son, and you're the wife I bought for my brother. At least, I'm satisfied. ”

Zheng Xiujing's expression did not change, she said, "Your brother won't like me." ”

"Yes." Jiang Zhaoxi was very sure, "And I will help you." ”

Zheng Xiujing lowered her eyes and looked at the second photo: "He has someone he likes, right?" Maybe the man liked him too? ”

Jiang Zhaoxi's eyebrows showed a hint of indifference: "This is the root, you should understand that if you get benefits, you should pay worthwhile." No one wants their investment to fail. ”

Zheng Xiujing's body trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes were uneasy.

Jiang Zhaoxi stared at her, his gaze calm.

The man in the black suit sighed silently, he liked the girl a little.

Zheng Xiujing fell her eyes on the scissors, her fingers trembled a little, she held it slowly, and then pinched the corner of the second photo, there were countless sorry voices in her heart, but she couldn't say it to others, she cut the photo little by little, split it in two, and cut it in two.

The first picture of the crack was carefully glued by her, and she looked at herself and him on it, as if she had seen another self, and she had been pushed into the terrible night with her own hands.

She finally burst into tears.

The third photo was handed to her, she heard Jiang Zhaoxi's assurance, and the sound of footsteps in the distance, and she was the only one left in the room again.

She stared at the men and women above, looked at the relatives she was most familiar with, and with tears in her eyes, she handed the photo to the candle flame.

The horror of the other party's uneasiness disappeared, she cried and thought, and what belonged to hers was about to start, right?