Chapter 3 Ambition is enough
After Qiao Nanxin's mother died, Qiao Nanxin moved out of Qiao's house, but she didn't live anywhere else, so she chartered this suite for a long time, and the money was drawn from Qiao Nanxin's father Qiao Haiguo's account, Qiao Nanxin's stroke was a hundred years, and Qiao Haiguo's credit card was directly depleted.
Qiao Haiguo broke off the father-daughter relationship with Qiao Nanxin in a fit of anger.
Qiao Nanxin couldn't wait, and since then he no longer recognizes Qiao Haiguo as his father.
And without the burden of the title of father, she has no scruples.
Song Jia bought a T-shirt and slacks, Qiao Nanxin usually likes to wear them like this, but today Qiao Nanxin came out with her clothes on, but said to Song Jia: "I hate this kind of casual now, in the future, I will let you get me clothes, you will bring me a skirt, no matter what the weather." ”
Song Jia: "......"
Qiao Nanxin moved to this suite, but the clothes were still in her mother's villa.
Those clothes were all bought by her when she was the eldest lady of the Qiao family.
It's good-looking, and it's a brand, but it's not a new model.
Qiao Nanxin didn't dress up before, and she didn't like famous brands, and almost all of those clothes were wasted.
Song Jia used to secretly rub and scold her for destroying the heavens, sighing that she didn't know how to use the resources around her, but now she is enlightened.
However, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Qiao family, and she has a lot of money for her to squander.
Song Jia sighed: "There were so many beautiful dresses for you to wear before, but you didn't wear them, now you have no economic strength, and you have played a big name again, Nan Xin, do you have a hole in your brain?" ”
Qiao Nanxin hooked her lips: "It's enough for people to be ambitious, what do you want your brains for?" ”
Song Jia: "......"
She actually felt that what she said made sense, and she couldn't refute it for a while!
No, how can you achieve your ambitions without brains?
"Nan Xin..."
Qiao Nanxin had already opened the door and began to drive people away: "I have something to do today, so I won't entertain you, and I will go to your house next time to eat for you." ”
Song Jia: "......"
She walked over and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”
"Serving the financier?"
Seeing Song Jia's eyes widen, Qiao Nanxin smiled and touched her head: "I'm kidding you, why are you so careless, I'm hungry and want to eat." ”
Song Jia rolled her eyes: "I'll eat with you, why are you driving me away?" ”
Qiao Nanxin found her phone and glanced at the time, Gu Sihan should be almost there.
Qiao Nanxin showed a sad look: "Jiajia, I want to eat alone." ”
Her tone was sad, which made Song Jia feel distressed again.
Song Jia immediately said: "Okay, okay, you eat alone, I'll just go, but Nan Xin, if you are unhappy and want to confide, or... If you want to cry, I can accompany you, you know, I will always be yours. ”
Qiao Nanxin felt a playful gaze, she looked up, and sure enough, she saw Gu Sihan.
He was dressed in a custom suit, with a pocket in his left hand and a food box in his right hand.
Sure enough, good skin is dominant.
The charm of a rich man can't be hidden.
Qiao Nanxin retracted her gaze, hugged Song Jia, avoided Gu Sihan, and sent Song Jia to the elevator door.
As soon as she and Song Jia left, Gu Sihan walked into the suite.
Presidential suite, there is only one room on the first floor, the entrance is scary, there is no difference between the door and the door, the only difference is probably that the privacy is better.
Sending Song Jia away, Qiao Nanxin came back and saw Gu Sihanwo sitting in the black leather sofa, bowing his head and serving food seriously, his fingers were white, his bones were handsome, and he was doing such a simple thing, all of which had an irresistible charm.
Someone on the Internet once said that women who want to be looked at by Gu Sihan more can be lined up from the east of the city to the outside of the city.
A woman who wants to have a one-night stand with Gu Sihan can be lined up abroad from Haicheng.
When she sent that text message to Gu Sihan, she thought that she would fail.
After all, Gu Sihan seems to have a natural aversion to women.
He never let a woman touch him, even if it was social etiquette like shaking hands.