The next day, the endorsement shooting went very smoothly, although the main spokesperson was Chen Daisy, she was easy to get along with, and she also took the initiative to communicate with the brand to give Jiang Yueyue more shots.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, Jiang Yueyue changed into a haute couture dress and wore Vstar's pearl rhinestone necklace to the party.

On the way there, relying on Li Li and her own Baidu, she barely understood the Song Group.

Song's Group is a leading enterprise in Haicheng, involving many fields, and tonight's Vstar is just a small brand of Song's in the field of jewelry.

However, what interests Jiang Yueyue the most is the gossip of the Song family.

Under the monogamous system, the old man Song has two wives on the surface, and the eldest son born to the eldest wife was disabled in a car accident six years ago, and the third son born to the second wife is the protagonist of the crash in Tianyundu a few days ago.

Jiang Yueyue still remembered that Jiang Cheng was still watching the news at that time.

Rich people are really 'calamities and difficulties'.

She can make up a house fighting drama in her brain.

Soon arrived at the Vstar party venue, although Jiang Yueyue is an eighteenth-tier star, Li Li's relationship network is strong, and she walks in the middle of this general and that total.

Jiang Yueyue was already more delicate than a flower, with a sweet mouth, so she quickly got reliable news.

Brand project manager smiled and said:

"Song San and Song Huaizhou, who are in charge of Song's jewelry, are also coming tonight, Lili, Miss Jiang, if you can get the favor of Mr. Xiao Song, not only our Vstar, which endorsement does Song's jewelry brand Miss Jiang want to endorse."

Li Li was a little surprised, "Why did Mr. Song attend in person?" ”

"I heard that there was a problem with the capital chain, and Mr. Xiao Song also had a quarrel with Mr. Song, so I came to take charge in person today."

Jiang Yueyue took the opportunity to inquire about Song Huaizhou's preferences, but the manager shook his head again and again.

"This is an ancestor, he has no preferences, he has a strange temper, and he is the most difficult to serve."

“……”

When the dinner was about to start, Xiao Song, who everyone had been looking forward to, was finally late.

The man is dressed in a black suit, his figure is clear and straight, and from a distance, he reveals an inaccessible sense of distance.

When he got closer and saw his face clearly, the wine glass in Jiang Yueyue's hand almost fell off.

Jiang, Jiang Cheng?!

Li Li on the side was also shocked, and repeatedly inquired with the people around her, confirming that this person was Song Huaizhou.

So she poked the stupid woman next to her and motioned for her to go up and say hello too.

Jiang Yueyue's heart was about to beat fast, she took a deep breath, settled down, and was about to step forward, but saw the woman who had been following Song Huaizhou shyly holding the man's arm under everyone's gaze.

She stopped.

At the same time, the man seemed to be aware, and his unwavering gaze was opposite to her, and he left indifferently in just two seconds, and continued to talk and laugh with the people around him.

She heard the brand manager say again, "That's Miss Zhou, Mr. Xiao Song's fiancée, and the two parties have already met their parents." ”

Jiang Yueyue felt a little itchy in her throat and a little stuffy in her chest.

She took a sip of the red wine in her hand, then said she wasn't feeling well and hurried away.

Walk through the promenade to the deserted garden.

It had just rained in Haicheng, and the air was filled with a slightly salty fragrance peculiar to coastal cities.

Jiang Yueyue took a deep breath and quickly recognized the reality.

What if she was deceived, what if she was toyed with her body and feelings, she was stupid and believed in the nonsense of a man who picked it up.

After five minutes, she raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and when she turned around again, all the negative emotions had been left behind her.

But as she walked through the corridor, a door suddenly opened, and she was dragged into the man's arms.

In the darkness, the man's aggressive aura enveloped him, kissing her eyebrows and eyes, and at the same time grabbing her waist and picking her up.

A familiar voice complimented her, "You're so beautiful tonight." ”

Jiang Yueyue didn't struggle, but when he lifted the hem of his skirt, she pressed his palm.

"Mr. Song, I'm not your mistress."

He obviously didn't want to talk so much nonsense at this time, but with a little force, he tore the haute couture dress on her body to shreds, wantonly fiddling with the woman's delicate body, unable to care about her emotions, and whispered obsessively:

"So what? How much does it cost to keep you in bondage? A star feast? ”