The time with my uncle passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a week had passed.

This week, every day the uncle will come to the old alley to pick her up, or enjoy the flowers and eat snacks in the small garden in the apartment of the Golden Building, or the uncle will drive her in his luxury car through the streets and alleys of Yangcheng to play. Several urban districts, every street, and every corner have left a happy and smiling figure of two people holding hands and looking at each other.

It has been a week since Jin'an learned that Bai Qingyun and Mo Lirui were together, and after learning the news from the dark night, she felt a little sour and a little helpless, you must know that Qingyun's popularity is really high now, whether it is in reality or on the Internet.

Especially on the Internet, her pure beauty and pure and flawless temperament are deeply loved by the majority of netizens. Someone once set up a vote for the goddess of the Internet on the Internet, with the title of "The most perfect goddess in your mind", Qingyun ranked first, and the photo posted by netizens was a photo of Qingyun laughing when she walked with the white wolf.

Some netizens commented on that photo.....

"In this turbid society, you can still see such a beautiful face like an angel, her temperament is like the incomparably cool breeze in summer, and like the warm sun in winter, seeing her is like seeing all the beauty in this world."

Some netizens commented.....

"Her eyes are so beautiful, like a clear spring, you can indulge in it at a glance, her pear vortex, carrying all the beauty in this society, she is the only clear stream in this world."

"My words are very limited, I have always been a good man on the Internet, I once met on the road by chance, this side is amazing, to be honest, the photo is not as good as one ten-thousandth of her own."

"It's good-looking, it's good-looking..... , it's just good-looking, a diehard fan. Lao Tzu is a rough man, now Lao Tzu is here to put his words, if someone wants to harass my goddess at will, then don't blame Lao Tzu for letting the yin kill you. You also know how dark this society is now, and you don't know how to die, don't you?! ”

“.....”

In the various comments inside, few people say bad things about Qingyun, and occasionally some people say that it is because of the relationship between beauty and beauty, but the parents who were sprayed don't know each other.

Those comments, Jin'an read every one, looked at it, and really envied Qingyun, so envious that she couldn't do it, and envied her current infinite aura of thousands of favors.

When the dark night sent a message to tell her the news that Qingyun and Mo Lirui were together, and sent her a few photos of the two of them making love side by side, in the photos, the intimacy of the two, Jin'an saw it in his eyes, although he was laughing, but he didn't have any taste in his heart.

I thought about it many times and wanted to ask Qingyun about it, but after thinking about it again, since Qingyun didn't tell her, it didn't make any sense for her to ask.

During this time, the company's turnover has been declining, and if it continues in this direction, the subsidiary she manages will declare bankruptcy in less than a month.

In fact, this subsidiary has been relying on Xiao Yichen's help before, although it also has some ability in it, but this society is like this. Without the blessing of Xiao Yichen's family, the business of the subsidiary in charge of Song Jinan plummeted. I wanted my father to do something to help, but my stepmother stopped her, saying that it was her business, and it was none of the company's business whether she lived or died.

In this way, although Song Jinan hated the fox spirit stepmother, he was more helpless. In fact, she had sworn in front of her father that she would become bigger and stronger and do her best. And now.....

The subsidiary's business situation in the market is getting worse day by day, and it seems that it is about to reach a state of unsustainable growth!

In desperation, Song Jinan could only turn to Xiao Yichen for help.

I heard from a friend that the current Xiao Yichen has broken up with his doctor every day, and he belongs to a single state.

Since she is single, she is easy to find.

After struggling for a long time, I finally called Xiao Yichen on a weekend afternoon to ask Xiao Yichen to come out for a drink.

Xiao Yichen, who was on the other side of the phone, was very surprised by her call, but quickly agreed to go out for a drink with her, and the two made an appointment to drink at the Guyue Bar on Huiye Street (a bar street in Yangcheng).

This bar is a clear bar, and there is a well-known folk singer in it, a woman, who looks very ugly, but has a natural voice.

The appearance of that woman, looking at it, Song Jin'an's mind would always think of the ugly short woman with a strange fragrance all over her body in Uncle Mo Lirui's apartment.

Both of them gave her the same feeling!

It was still early, and it was only a little after six o'clock when I got to the bar. The two of them didn't eat anything, so they ordered a bunch of snacks in this quaint but brightly lit Guyue bar, sat by the window, and drank while eating.

As night fell, and when the neon lights flashed everywhere, the number of people who came to drink and listen to songs in the Guyue bar gradually increased.

But they were all well-dressed and soft-spoken, drinking quietly to the soft music that was slowly flowing in the bar.

Song Jin'an is looking for Xiao Yichen to come out, I haven't seen Xiao Yichen for a long time, he is still the elegant and noble fan, white silk shirt, white suit, also satin. This kind of suit may look frivolous when worn by others, but Xiao Yichen wears it with a kind of French elegance. He has always been elegant and noble, and his handsome face attracts the frequent attention of many young women in the bar.

Song Jin'an saw these in his eyes, but he didn't take it to heart, this surnamed Xiao has always been charming.

The most low-key rich second generation in Yangcheng has always been the fantasy object of all single women in this Yangcheng.....

"You broke up with that Internet celebrity doctor every day?"

Song Jinan really wanted to hear the words of their breakup from Xiao Yichen's mouth, because although it didn't mean anything to her, it sounded very cool.

"We've never been together!"

Xiao Yichen knew the purpose of Song Jin'an's trip, and looked at her, with that warm smile on his lips.

With this smile, Song Jin'an suddenly found that it was very similar to the confession incident that caused a sensation in the city. It's just that Na Wu has long hair and opened a coffee shop, and this Xiao Yichen, the family business is the leading boss of Yangcheng.

"Cut, do you think the old lady doesn't know? That Internet celebrity doctor shows off her relationship with you every day on her Weibo and a certain video software, can the old lady see it? I still don't admit it. ”

For Xiao Yichen, she always doesn't admit that her slut has a relationship every day, and it has changed with time, but she is still unhappy.

You must know that her first time, the most precious first time, was with Xiao Yichen.

"It's not that I don't admit it, I've never been together!"

Xiao Yichen smiled, poured her a glass of red wine, gently shook her red wine glass, and thoughtfully sobered her up.

"I don't need you to help me!"

Song Jinan snatched the red wine glass, and he didn't need Xiao Yichen to be so considerate.

This street is the most famous bar street in Yangcheng, and there are bars of all sizes throughout the street. Therefore, the pedestrians on the road are either dressed strangely or coolly, even in this late autumn, and most of them are wearing heavy makeup.

"You're looking for me?"

The red wine glass in his hand was robbed, Xiao Yichen smiled, and took a small sip of the red wine in front of him.

The taste of the red wine is not very good, a little sour, with a kind of aging smell, drink it in your mouth, turn around, and then swallow it.

"yes, I'm looking for you! My company is going to close down and can't run anymore, do you want to help me? ”

In front of Xiao Yichen, Song Jinan has always been very arrogant, and he speaks straightforwardly.

This is her habit in front of Xiao Yichen, and she has been like this since she met.

"Your company is going out of business, I know!"

Xiao Yichen nodded, looking at Song Jin'an, who he hadn't seen for a while but had become a little haggard, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

This kind of taste can't be said to be good, nor can it be said bad.

"You know, you're not helping me? Or is my company your fault!! ”

Song Jinan drank the glass of red wine he had just poured in one go, because there was too much, there was red wine overflowing from the corners of his mouth, he reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth hard, and then took off the black suit jacket on his body, rolled up his sleeves, and was like a man, even the sitting posture was loud.

"Yes and no! It's the wrong way you operate, that's why there is such a shortage now. But I don't have any intention of helping you, you don't have the ability to run the company alone, even if I help you now, it will still be the same then, and it will still be in the current situation. ”

Looking at Song Jin'an, who was still the same as before, Xiao Yichen smiled softly. It's just that I don't know when there is no warmth for Song Jin'an in his smile.

Because the Song Jin'an in front of him now is no longer the big-hearted, kind-hearted and righteous Song Jin'an of the past.

"Damn, the old lady called you out to help, but you didn't even have any intention of helping! You must know that the first time the old lady gave it to you, how? Is it worth it? ”

Hearing that Xiao Yichen was unhappy, Song Jinan began to blow up his hair, stood up, lay in front of the square wooden table, and stared at Xiao Yichen's eyes.

As soon as she said this, a yellow-haired girl next to her looked at her with a sneering face.

"Nima, what do you see? The old lady is better looking than you big fat pig, what the fuck are you laughing at? Looking down on the old lady? ”

Song Jinan turned his head, grabbed the red wine bottle in front of him, and scolded the yellow-haired girl.

The yellow-haired girls were a group of people, not very old, and looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. Young people are very impulsive, seeing Song Jin'an say this, it's okay now.

They all stood up and gathered around Song Jin'an's table little by little.

Among them, there was a young man in leather clothes, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Song Jin'an, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes......

If you say too much, you will lose, yes!

Indeed it is!