Quick wear: blackened by the paranoid boss after being scum

Chapter 4 Suits and Paranoia (4)

Little Huomiao in Winter: I walked in a hurry during the day, and I haven’t even asked your name yet. My name is Song Le.

When she returned home, there was no reply to the message.

Shen: Shen Shumo

Little flames in winter: How much does car maintenance cost?
Shen: One million and eighty thousand.

Tao Ran paused with his fingertips, and looked at the number for a long time.

Shen: [Photos of appraisal results and repair costs]

Little Flames of Winter: Can I have some time?I can't afford that much money now.

Shen: Yes.

Shen: No rush.

Looking at the last sentence, Tao Ran teased in his eyes, politely sent a "thank you" and didn't bother again.

Early the next morning, Zhang Li told her that she could take a break these days and prepare for the variety show in a few days.

Tao Ran replied lazily, and after hanging up the phone, he buried himself in the quilt and slept for a while.

When she woke up, she opened the closet in a daze.

The clothes hanging inside are old-fashioned and conservative. In the early days of the heroine, what was criticized was indeed the mysterious aesthetic.

She sighed softly, packed up and ran towards the mall with her eyelids closed.

Tao Ran was born in a family of Zhongming Dingshi since she was a child. Her upbringing enabled her to make herself decent and elegant within her ability.

And last night, the advertising fee for the lipstick and the money owed by Zhao Xi and the others had already arrived in the account.

So when she arrived at the mall, she went straight to the brand store.

The assortment of clothes are luxurious and exquisite in design, and the tentacles are even more delicate and supple, which suits Tao Ran's heart very well.

It's just that before she picked it up, there was a burst of artificial laughter in her ears.

Somewhat familiar.

Tao Ran raised his eyelids and took a look, and saw three or four girls with exquisite makeup and bright smiles coming towards this side.

In the heroine's memory, this group of rich second-generation daughters have never dealt with her very much because of Lu Jingze.

No, she just raised her eyes, and happened to meet the eyes of the leader, Su Xiaoxiao.

The latter's eyes paused, and the brows and eyes were filled with ridicule in an instant.

"Yo, who is this?" She pretended to be puzzled in a high-profile manner, and came over with a posture.

After glancing up and down at Tao Ran's old-fashioned attire, Su Xiaoxiao sneered, "You're ashamed, you're dying of laughter, can you come to this kind of place?"

As soon as this was said, the girl next to her covered her mouth and smiled, "Xiaoxiao has a really bad memory. Doesn't Miss Song still have such a face? Which high branch has she climbed on again?"

"Hehehe, I must be taken care of by some old man again, Song Le, I'm not talking about you, there must be a bottom line for this self-sacrifice."

The girls talked to each other, their eyes full of disdain, they folded their hands and looked at Tao Ran, as if they were looking at a lump of mud.

Tao Ran, who was stopped, had a bit of impatience in his eyes, but before he could speak, he was suddenly interrupted by a deep voice.

"Have you picked it yet?"

Tao Ran followed the voice and saw Shen Shumo looking at her with a smile on his face.

The man was tall and tall, elegant and noble, so gentle and handsome that it made the little girls next to him look shy and timid.

He seemed to be passing by, followed by a group of managers in suits and leather shoes.

A middle-aged man behind him winked.

As soon as Shen Shumo said this, he came forward and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, the work here is almost like this, and it's lunch time, so we won't bother you."

"En." Shen Shumo nodded, then walked to Tao Ran's side, "Are you angry?"

Wei Yang's tone seemed to be pampering, and Tao Ran's ears went numb for a moment.

She narrowed her eyes, and the end of her eyes showed amorous feelings, and said slowly: "Let's see how you behave."

Shen Shumo chuckled when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to wrap Tao Ran's waist very naturally.

After wrapping the person in his arms, he pressed his long eyelashes and said lazily: "Then I have to seize the opportunity to show."

After saying this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the embarrassed Su Xiaoxiao people.

Then he said to the cautious manager next to him as if nothing had happened, "Wrap up all the clothes here."

The manager immediately beamed with joy, and asked the clerk to get busy after answering repeatedly.

Tao Ran gave Shen Shumo a weird look.

Qiushui's shining eyes were like scorching sparks, which made Shen Shumo's heart shiver.

His eyes darkened, staring at those eyes thinking.

- really good for hiding.

Otherwise, such a seductive little fox would provoke many people.

Tao Ran didn't miss the deep darkness in Shen Shumo's pupils.

She smiled mischievously, and when she was charming and arrogant, her bright eyebrows were even more scorching.

Looking sideways at Su Xiaoxiao, who was blushing, she raised her eyebrows and asked maliciously: "How about the old man in my family?"

The light and fluttering words were as loud as a slap, slapping them on the face unceremoniously.

Feeling embarrassed, several people fled in embarrassment without saying a word, carrying their things.

After the person left, Tao Ran suppressed the sharpness of his eyebrows.

Switching to cunning, she raised her head and smiled and said, "Then, this brave prince, can you give me a chance to repay you?"

She didn't break free from Shen Shumo's embrace, and Shen Shumo seemed to have forgotten it.

When Tao Ran raised his head, the two got closer.

The scorching breath was intertwined, so ambiguous that it seemed that the surrounding air was on fire.

Shen Shumo calmly and carefully painted the eyebrows and eyes of the person in his arms, and the heart in his chest seemed to be beating faster and faster.

After hearing the words, he chuckled, and suddenly bent slightly and leaned into Tao Ran's ear and asked in a low voice, "Are you considering a promise?"

"I'm a notorious liar." Tao Ran curled his lips.

She pulled the distance away calmly, and smiled without any haze: "I can't bear to lie to someone as handsome as Mr. Shen."

The joke-like words were like a gust of wind, wrinkling Shen Shumo's heart.

But before he could think about what the repeated emotions were, he heard that brisk voice say again: "Can I invite Mr. Shen to have a meal?"

He raised his eyes, and his eyes just fell on those smiling star eyes.

By coincidence, he agreed.

When the two were eating, they accidentally matched each other, and the atmosphere never cooled down between talking and laughing.

Tao Ran had to admit that when Shen Shumo was willing to put his mind to it, no one could escape that subtle tenderness.

But she is also an advanced hunter. On the surface, Shen Shumo is controlling the rhythm, but in fact, she quietly drives the ambiguity to a deeper level.

After the meal, Shen Shumo personally sent her back.

When getting off the car, Tao Ran suddenly remembered, she turned around and asked, "You really bought the clothes in the store, didn't you?"

"Yes." Shen Shumo nodded and said, "A small gift."

Tao Ran laughed, "This gift is so small. Forget it, anyway, I will buy it eventually, so I will remember it first, and I will give it to you together with the maintenance fee of the car later."

After finishing speaking, without giving Shen Shumo a chance to refuse, she said goodbye and turned to leave.

Shen Shumo in the car looked at the leaving figure persistently, rubbing his slender fingers slightly.

Recalling the thin waist in his mind, he thought, it was too thin.

It's better to get fatter.

After a while, Shen Shumo looked away and drove away.

After returning home, Tao Ran took a leisurely nap, and after getting up, he found a notebook in a daze.

Then he randomly picked up a pen, curled up in the lazy sofa to write and draw.

It wasn't until the evening that she put down the pen, and it was almost six o'clock when she picked up her phone to look at it.

Outside the window, the setting sun was slanting to the west, and the sky was full of red light.

In her gloomy memory, during the days when she escaped desperately on the Red Eye Star, she seemed to see this kind of bloody sun.

When the light and blood splashed on her face together, the burning pain made her heart tighten.

She watched in a daze, with mixed emotions in her eyes, and finally annihilated into a frivolous smile.

"Kacha." She took a picture of the setting sun and sent it to Shen Shumo.

Little Flame in Winter: Please watch the sunset.

Shen: Very nice.

Little Flame in Winter: So it's easy to think of you.

After a few minutes, there was no reply to the message, and Tao Ran didn't care.

She was confident in Shen Shumo's attention to her, so she started the live broadcast slowly.

I wrote a few songs today, which can be both provocative and business, killing two birds with one stone.

When her thoughts fell to this point, her usually cold eyes were filled with a bit of evil intentions.

At the same time, the Shen family mansion.

In the low-key and luxurious study room, the curtains that had always been lowered were drawn up at this rare moment, and the grand glow outside the window extended into the inside without the slightest hesitation.

Shrouded in the shadow, Shen Shumo's brows and eyes were indifferent and cold.

A slender cigarette was casually placed between the knuckle-shaped fingers, and the dots of flames had a bewitching beauty in the dark.

But the owner turned a blind eye and looked at the chat records on the phone with his long eyelashes pressed.

The provocative words were very ambiguous, and Shen Shumo could even imagine that the girl was showing off her words unscrupulously.

The heartbeat ambitions of the past 30 years seem to have fallen into the hands of girls.

She lightly said a word, which made his heart tremble.

Too sly.

Shen Shumo sighed.

Suddenly, the message in the corner of the computer bounced.

Shen Shumo's heart skipped a beat. He followed all of Song Le's accounts, so he immediately knew about the other party's live broadcast.

With inexplicable expectations, he clicked on the live broadcast.

The girl on the screen was leaning against the setting sun, carrying the rays of light on her shoulders, and when she lowered her eyes slightly, she was a bit indifferent.

Shen Shumo watched without moving, and the ink in his eyes gradually became thicker.

"I wrote a song." The girl said lazily, "I wrote it for one person."

She didn't say who she wrote it for, and the black fans who flooded into the live broadcast room didn't care.

They were just insulting and laughing crazily, and the few fans were completely suppressed.

Shen Shumo looked at the girl with a frivolous smile persistently, the sparks between his fingers were about to go out.

But he seemed to be frozen, and even his breathing subconsciously relaxed.

And the girl in the live broadcast didn't seem to be able to see the abuse, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

With a slight movement of the fingertips, the melodious and melodious tunes will flow out.

"The rose broke the evening
The moonlight covers the scars

streamer aimless
and i'm looking for you
Confused blank

clamoring with fiery expectations
child in the sea of ​​clouds
Still waiting
......"

When the first syllable flows out, it is a shock. When the hoarse and unique smoke falls in the lonely mood, it mixes a very unique charm.

The girl sitting on the ground is like a sea monster in the deep sea.

The bewitching meaning in the slack is extremely seductive, but there is indifference between the brows and eyes.

When the last syllable fell, she curled her lips and raised her eyes to look directly at the camera.

The indifference on the brows was replaced by stubbornness, and her red lips parted slightly: "I know you are watching."

"Crack!" Shen Shumo shut the laptop violently.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and his breathing became tighter.

In the huge study room, when it suddenly fell silent, there seemed to be only the sound of heartbeats...

But the instigator at this time started the next song calmly.

The content on the bullet screen ranged from insults at the beginning, to silence in the middle, and finally turned into licking the screen and calling his wife.

But this is only part of it, there are still a considerable number of black fans clamoring for Tao Ran's family and her character that is not ashamed of her.

[Xiao Hei: It's funny, there are still a lot of people applauding for singing like this, when is it an advantage for a singer to sing? 】

[Abu: A pure passer-by, didn't this person become popular by rubbing sq and ljz?Why are you still in the entertainment industry now? 】

[The little sheep bleats: Don't cue, please don't get involved with our brother. 】

[Orange Peeled Melon: Some fans reacted too much, Yue Yue Yue Yue. 】

……

The noisy comment section started to chatter for no reason. Song Qing and Lu Jingze's fans were overwhelmed, and a small group of music fans and passers-by huddled in the middle shivered.

By the time Tao Ran's live broadcast ended, the two fans had already quarreled on the blog.

Because the scolding battle originated from this live broadcast, the huge number of fans of the two directly put Tao Ran's live broadcast on the top of the trending list, causing a lot of trouble.

But that was the next morning.

Tao Ran, who finished the live broadcast, ate something casually, and only saw the message from Shen Shumo when he got his phone again.

Shen: Yes.

Contact the above chat, she knows that this person is replying "so it is easy to think of you".

Looking at the reserved word, she still couldn't help laughing out loud.

Winter's Little Flame: I'm sorry, I was live just now, so I didn't see any news.

After a while, there was a reply to the message.

Shen: I know.

Little Flame of Winter: Huh?Didn't expect you to watch the live broadcast?

This time, she didn't reply to the message until she was about to go to bed at night.

(End of this chapter)