I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

"This is the coffee shop."

After a day's work, Minister Zhang took out a panda hair clip and put it on his bangs. It seemed to be a switch. When the panda hair clip appeared, it meant that "my sister is off work" now! !

After pointing to the store, Minister Zhang looked back at the president and the vice president.

I saw that these two people each had a look on their faces. Just standing there, they became a landscape. There were already many passers-by and students gathered around the roadside, watching them secretly.

Minister Zhang blushed, suddenly felt like going out shopping with two big stars, but she was the most inconspicuous little assistant next to the stars.

She set her sights on the two of them again.

I have to say that the president and the vice president have a really heavy burden on their characters. Standing there, their manners are elegant, and the smiles on their faces can hardly be faulted.

When the two of them saw people, they both smiled brightly.

Minister Zhang blinked.

Why did she suddenly feel that the two of them seemed to be inseparable? Did she think too much?

After entering the coffee shop, she asked for a cappuccino. The vice president looked at the menu and ordered a caramel macchiato, while the president only wanted an espresso.

Three cups of coffee were brought up, and the three of them drank quietly. Minister Zhang looked at the two people opposite, and felt that the atmosphere was getting weirder.

She didn't know that the two people on the opposite side were harboring evil intentions.

Minister Zhang suddenly regretted the proposal.

Everyone doesn't speak, it's so embarrassing.

Holding the coffee cup in both hands, she lowered her head and took a sip. Finally, she couldn't help it, so she found a topic to ease the atmosphere. She showed a bright smile and asked, "Vice President, what do you think of the coffee here?" How is it? This coffee shop is not bad."

Jiang Chacha was slowly sipping coffee. Hearing this, she didn't answer. Instead, she held the coffee and turned to cue the man beside her, "President, what do you think?"

Wen Huaizhi was looking out the window, when he heard her words, he turned his head and smiled softly, but the smile was very weak.

He said, "The shop recommended by Minister Zhang is naturally excellent."

Come on, the topic was chatted to death by him.

The fact that such a high EQ and sociable president can chat to death is enough to prove how much he doesn't want to chat.

She suddenly regretted proposing to come to this coffee shop even more...

Minister Zhang lowered his head silently, drinking coffee stiffly like a robot.

Drink it up, drink it up, get her out of this suffocating place!
Half an hour later, the three of them left the coffee shop together.

Each finds his own private car, and each goes home to find his parents.

Jiang Chacha was lovingly holding Minister Zhang's arm.

And Wen Huaizhi walked ahead.

Wherever he went, he attracted the eyes of many girls on the side of the road, and they were crazy about him.

Seeing this kind of scene only in shoujo manga.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help cursing secretly in her heart, evildoer.

Women all over the world are turning around him!

Last time, she had already memorized the license plate number of Wen Huaizhi's private car.

So when he saw the Rolls Royce from a distance, Jiang Chacha brewed it in his heart.

When the driver in front of the car saw him coming, he respectfully called the young master and opened the door.

Just as Wen Huaizhi was about to put his hand on the car door, someone took a step ahead of him, put his hand on it first, and blocked his arm with his arm.

Wen Huaizhi raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chacha who suddenly appeared in front of him with a smile.

His voice was also laughing, but it was gloomy like the wind blowing to his feet when walking at night.

"Vice President, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Chacha raised the phone with the other hand and shook it a few times in front of his eyes.She frowned in embarrassment, "What should I do, my driver said that there was a car accident on the road, and he came to drive me in a hurry."

She covered her little heart with her hands, and her facial features were all wrinkled together as if to say, "I'm really in pain, you should be reluctant to see me sad."

The play is all over.

Finally, she cut straight to the point: "Dear president, can you take me home?"

Wen Huaizhi seemed to turn a deaf ear, he didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice was the complete opposite of his indifferent expression, gentle and delicate.

If it was someone with their backs to him who heard him talking behind him, they would never imagine his cold eyes now.

"What a poor vice president."

Minister Zhang with a "clear stupid" face stood behind them, looking at them suspiciously.

Wen Huaizhi suddenly bent down and approached her ear.

From a distance, the two seemed to be biting their ears.

However, there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, "I suggest that the vice president take a taxi back. If the vice president has no money, I will be happy to call a taxi for the vice president."

He thought that Jiang Chacha would be blown away by him again like before.

No result.

She withdrew the hand that was blocking her, then put her hand on her head, and suddenly said, "Ah, my head hurts!"

Wen Huaizhi:?

"I'm dying."

Her acting was so bad that he didn't even want to complain.

Wen Huaizhi watched her uncoordinated body roll back to Minister Zhang as if she was walking like a zombie.

Minister Zhang's eyes widened, and he quickly reached out to support her.

Jiang Chacha put her head in her arms, pretended to be pitiful, squeezed, and tears soon filled her eyes.

Damn it, I will always carry some eye drops with me from now on.

Because it is very tiring to force out tears!
Minister Zhang supports her to keep her from fainting.Just as he was about to ask the vice president what was wrong, Jiang Chacha burst into tears when he saw Jiang Chacha.

Minister Zhang was dumbfounded for a moment.

Is this still the coquettish and arrogant vice president from before? ?
How did she become such a delicate little girl who cries at every turn? ?

Jiang Chacha pretended to be pitiful, while the man a few steps away from her was condescending, watching her every move coldly.

She didn't care about him, and cried more realistically.

"Minister Zhang, he is too much! My driver can't come to pick me up, and he even asked me to take a taxi home."

"Can the environment of those taxis be good?? It's uncomfortable to sit in, uncomfortable, and has a strange smell. Is that a place where people can sit!"

"He actually asked Miss Ben to take a taxi!"

"I don't want it, Miss Ben will take a Rolls Royce."

At this moment, her shoulders twitched, as if Wen Huaizhi had done something outrageous.

Of course she is not as delicate as she said, she just wants to get in his car.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect that she was really good at pretending to cry, the tears kept streaming, and there was a strong crying sound between her words.

Minister Zhang is the most soft-hearted person. She originally wanted to say that her own car could also take her back home, but seeing that the vice president seemed to insist on taking the president's car, she finally moved her lips and swallowed the words back. in stomach.

"President, if not, you can send him back." She said weakly.

Ginger tea is a 100% chance of winning.

She has become like this, if Wen Huaizhi, the most kind and gentle president, still refuses to love her, then he is destroying his own personality.

A selfish person like Wen Huaizhi would definitely not do such things that harm his own interests.

On the side of the road, Wen Huaizhi lowered his eyes, still looking at the ginger chacha in Minister Zhang's arms without any warmth in his eyes.

She suddenly cried so violently.

For a moment he couldn't tell whether she was really crying or fake crying.

She cried until the corners of her eyes and nose were red, as if she had put on a layer of pink blush, but her skin was so white and radiant, so tender that it seemed that water could be squeezed out.

Her behavior and what she said are the most vivid interpretation of the money-worshiping lady who "I would rather cry in a Rolls Royce than laugh in a taxi".

However, seeing her wet and red eyes from crying.

For a second, he couldn't even hate it.

Seeing her ambiguous pink eye corners, he looked away indifferently.

Hypocritical.