Feed the tiger with her

In a gymnasium with tens of thousands of people, it is very difficult to exit quickly, even if you go through the VIP passage, Jian Zhiyan is queued in the corridor and blocked at the exit.

The exit was dark, people were jostling and crowding, with a sloppy posture, as if swallowing people with a big mouth, Jian Zhiyan moved forward with the team.

And there, there were already people waiting, and Jian Zhiyan recognized him as Lu Yin's driver.

"Miss Jane, it will take at least 10 minutes to exit from here. Come with me, and I will take you through the staff passage."

When the people around heard this, they all cast envious eyes, while Jian Zhi's face remained calm.

"No, I'm not in a hurry, just wait here for a while, it's okay."

Before she finished speaking, the people behind were urging her. Jian Zhiyan had no choice but to move forward five or six meters passively. No matter what the driver wanted to fight for, it was already too late, and she walked forward without looking back.

Leaving only a slender back, not in the crowd,
The driver shook his head, a little helpless, but he could only tell the boss truthfully.

……

After the draft, there is a celebration banquet.

Lu Yin's Zhongjun Film and Television has just acquired a controlling stake in the sponsor company. As the new boss, he is bound to show his face. Even though he already has a headache from being quarreled at the moment, he still has to cheer up and make the transition.

In the VIP parking lot of the gymnasium, the driver had already been waiting. He opened the door for the boss first. Lu Yin rubbed the center of his brows. Just as he was about to take a step, he heard a timid voice behind him, calling out, Mr. Lu.

Lu Yin paused, and turned his head to see that the new champion of the draft, the little girl named Cindyla, actually followed her down.

Several directors and producers beside Lu Yin exchanged smiles, and stood aside without speaking.

The bodyguard stood on guard, and the little girl boldly came over and said.

"Mr. Lu, there are fans outside. It's a bit difficult for me to go to the hotel for the celebration banquet alone. Can I..."

"Don't you have an agent?"

Lu Yin's tone was very light, but it was just this sentence that immediately brought out Cindyla's manager. She was sweating, walked over, and said in a hurry.

"I, I am."

Lu Yin lowered his eyes, and said while bending over the car.

"After the celebration, take her back, teach her the rules first, and then make an announcement, otherwise it would be embarrassing to take her out."

The boss's attitude was very casual, but his words were harsh enough. The manager was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, so he quickly said, yes.

With a bang, the door of the silver-topped Maybach was closed, and the driver trotted into the car to start.

Cyndila looked at the rear of the car that was slowly driving out, and pursed her bright red lips.

The men next to them, accustomed to sensuality, didn't take it seriously, greeted each other, and boarded the car to the next stop.

The guy in the Maybach didn't pay attention to the little episode just now, and kept looking out the car window at the passing scenery.

The driver glanced at the boss from the rearview mirror, pondered for a while, and said, "Just now, I found Miss Jane at the exit."

Lu Yin's gaze did not change, nor did he speak to him.

But obviously, he was listening.

The driver went on to say, "I took her through the VIP passage as you said, but she wasn't interested at all, and she left after queuing up..."

"I see."

Lu Yin responded briefly, making it difficult to see his emotions.

The driver also knew that he was not doing well, so he kept his mouth shut and focused on driving.

……

When Jian Zhiyan returned home from the gymnasium, she was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

After entering the house, Song Ange, who had just changed into his slippers and had been out of contact for many days, unexpectedly made a video call. Jian Zhiyan was surprised and delighted, and she didn't even have time to take off her coat, so she quickly connected.

"My God, where have you been? We haven't been in touch for a long time. I thought you had become a missing person."

Song Ange sucked in a strong nasal voice, "Don't mention it."

"First, I went on a business trip to Europe. Just a few days after I came back, I got the flu again. I got an injection and got water. It cost me half my life. Today is the first day of the new year. I want to celebrate the new year anyway, so I'm calling you."

Jian Zhiyan looked distressed, "How is it, do you feel better now?"

Song Ange: "I'm fine. You should also pay attention to the global flu, and be careful that it will infect you along the network cable."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

If you can joke, it means you are not seriously ill.

Jian Zhiyan walked out of the screen, changed into a silver-gray nightgown, and walked back, who knew that Song Ange was still in the mood to whistle hooligans.

"Hey, I'm going to have a nosebleed when I wear such a sexy dress in winter, Jian Zhiyan, you're a bit slutty now."

"Nervous." Jian Zhiyan put on the same style of smock outside, covering Xiaobai's shoulders, "I'm alone now, so I'll let you see."

"Huh?!" Song Ange quickly caught the point, "Where's your old baby? Last month, didn't you guys still have a good time?"

Jian Zhiyan lowered her eyes and smiled, "We should be considered... over."

"The end?! Why!" Song Ange couldn't believe it, "Who dumped whom?"

"It should be said that we have reached a consensus to end it." Jian Zhiyan thought for a while: "In the world of adults, there is no need to say hello to withdraw from each other's lives, as long as everyone knows it well."

Song Ange: "Then why? It's over, there must be a reason."

"He gave me a moderate favor. For some reason, I temporarily donated it to others. He felt that I didn't respect him. That's probably why."

Song Ange opened her mouth. If she didn't look closely, she might think the video was stuck, but she was actually shocked.

"Just for such a little thing?"

"For real couples, this is really not a problem."

"As long as two people have a trace of true feelings, he will be willing to listen to my difficulties, and me, I am also willing to coax him well."

"However," Jian Zhiyan shrugged, "A relationship without an emotional foundation is inherently fragile. As long as there is a little inappropriateness, you can never contact her again."

She said in a relaxed tone, "Forget it, anyway, my brother doesn't like me getting involved with Lu Yin. Before no one finds out, it's fine if I break up with him and stop the loss in time."

Song Ange felt sorry for her sister, and after five seconds of heartache, she quickly cheered up.

"It's that old man's loss to lose our Yanyan baby!" Song Ange also suggested, "When you get married, you send him an invitation to make the old man jealous."

"Our Yanyan, we can find a man who is a hundred times better than him, no, he is a hundred times richer than him, a hundred times more handsome than him, and the two of us go to the toilet to urinate, it is best to meet again, when the time comes, Take off your pants, bigger than him..."

Jian Zhiyan: "...That one hundred times is too scary."

"Then double!"

"..."

Jian Zhiyan raised her forehead, "That's also scary."

Duck-like laughter erupted from the other end of the video, quacking.