Separated from the distance, Mo Zhengyan was on the top of the tall building, with a clear and elegant posture, the wine glass raised towards her, accompanied by the curvature of the smile at the corner of his mouth, without exception, made Song Qiyue feel that he was like a good performance, and now that the play is over, he, the audience, enjoys it very much, so he toasts.

Song Qiyue narrowed his eyes, Mr. Mo, is this provoking her?

"Sister July?" Shao Fei was still shouting in his ear, and Song Qiyue ordered him, "Let's go!" ”

Song Qiyue got up in response, and Shao Fei hurriedly got up and left.

It's just that when he turned around, he couldn't help but look at the man in the high pavilion again, this handsome appearance was really on par with the Tang family.

"Could it be your suitor number two?" Shao Fei was curious and chased after her to ask.

Song Qiyue stepped on high heels and walked like a fly.

She hooked his hand and sighed, "Ah, I'm afraid I'll rob your sweetheart?" Don't worry, I will never make a move. You, don't worry about it! ”

Shao Fei raised his eyebrows, he couldn't stand her, "It seems that you have a leg!" ”

The car slowly drove away, and through the front mirror, the restaurant was getting farther and farther away. Song Qiyue held the steering wheel, but he was suspicious: One was a chance encounter, are these two also chance encounters?

Of course, the contract with Kang's was naturally completed, and Song Qiyue also passed the test.

Mr. Han was very satisfied, "You have rested for the past two days, and you have a new task in the next two days." ”

"Yes, my dear Mr. Han."

After a busy month, he finally got a few days off, Song Qiyue was eager to try, and took out a few fashion magazines, Shao Fei frowned, "Loser girl!" Gold worshippers! ”

Song Qiyue's hand stroked his hair, like rubbing a puppy, "I'm proud of my loser, I'm proud of my worship of gold!" ”

is not proud and proud, the salary has just arrived, and it is a holiday, Song Qiyue is determined to go shopping to treat himself.

The city of Hong Kong is bustling, and fashion department stores can be seen everywhere, Song Qiyue walked in front of the exquisite shop window, asking the clerk to bring her her favorite items. She carried a large bag and a small bag, and walked around all day, but her pace was still graceful, without a trace of fatigue.

On the mirror wall in front of her, Song Qiyue stopped, and she looked in the mirror to tidy up her appearance.

Suddenly, she saw a man with a hat not far away, and she pretended to ignore it.

Hey, I've been with her for a day, and I'm really not tired.

Song Qiyue put away the powder, she turned gracefully in a circle, but walked straight towards the hooded man. The other party lowered her head to meet her, she deliberately moved inside, but when she was close, she accidentally leaned on the other party, "Oops, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I bumped into you!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay......" the other party responded good-naturedly.

Song Qiyue smiled at him and waved away.

That's the end of today's shopping.

……

At six o'clock, the floor-to-ceiling table clock in the top office was swaying.

The man took off his hat and stepped forward, "Mr. Mo, please take a look." He put down the envelope and reported again, "I left the apartment at nine o'clock in the morning, visited a total of six department stores today, and left at four twenty o'clock in the afternoon and returned home......

Mo Zhengyan looked at those photos one by one, and he raised his eyes faintly and looked at the subordinates in front of him.

But suddenly, he saw the bright red at the collar of his subordinate's shirt.

It was a red lip print, exactly the same color as the woman in the photo, the color between her lips.

Peachy, enthusiastic like a fire.