After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Her hair was spread over her smooth back, shoulders, and cheeks.

She tilted her face and waited for him to button up the buttons on her back.

Song Muran didn't know where to look for a moment, and he suddenly replied awkwardly:

"it is good."

Although Yang Jingyi often wears such clothes at shows and banquets, it is common for other models or staff to help with zippers or buttons.

But Song Muran's reaction made Yang Jingyi feel a little shy.

After all, he is the younger brother who I have thought was cute since he was a child.

The relationship between the two has become more familiar recently, and is even somewhat ambiguous.

The air now has become thinner!

Song Muran and Yang Jingyi both froze their breathing, as if they were afraid that the other party would notice if they breathed louder.

He stretched out his hand and looked for the hidden buckle at the bow on her back, and the warmth of his fingers accidentally touched the skin on her back.

She felt a touch of warmth lingering in her waist.

Song Muran tried hard to find the button calmly.

Fortunately, it didn't take much effort to find the hidden button.

He held the giant bow with one hand, the satin swiped across his hand, and pressed the buttons on the fabric with the other hand.

In the dark garage, he bent down slightly and aimed at the intersection of the two buttons.

After buttoning it up, he stood up, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said softly:

"It should be buttoned up."

Yang Jingyi touched the bow on her back, turned around with a smile and said:

"Well, thank you~"

After saying that, he straightened out his appearance reflected in the car window.

Then he said to Song Muran beside him:

"Then let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Muran handed her over every two steps:

"and many more."

After saying that, he took the suit jacket in his hand from the car and closed the door.

He walked up to Yang Jingyi and put the suit jacket on her body without saying a word.

Yang Jingyi looked up at him in astonishment. He lowered his voice and his eyes were full of Yang Jingyi.

He said softly: "Put on your coat. It's quite cold at night in Jiangcheng. You can take it off when you get to the infield later."

Although she didn't really want Yang Jingyi to take off her coat, after all, no one would take a second look at this beautiful back, and it would be really cold at night.

But he didn't want to interfere with her too much. He stayed with her the whole time today and could solve any problems for her in time.

Yang Jingyi felt the weight of the coat on her body. In the past, she might not have entered the infield wearing a coat.

But today she always felt that this suit jacket matched her dress quite well.

There is a gentle and cool style.

Song Muran put the coat on for her and gently tucked it inside.

Yang Jingyi looked at him with a smile and murmured:

"Okay, I'll just listen to you."

There was a hint of little girl's playfulness in her tone.

Then he lowered his head and turned around and walked slowly toward the elevator entrance.

Seeing this, Song Muran locked the car and quickly followed.

The two stood side by side in the elevator, with a smile on their faces.

Soon, under the guidance of the waiter, they arrived at the banquet venue.

At this time, there were foreign piano performers playing on the stage in the venue. The entire venue was very stylish, bustling with people talking about business.

On the central border there are people dancing ballroom. Most of them are foreigners, with a few Chinese faces.

Usually the big guys are sitting on the sofa talking about business, and those who dance are dancing with their own people.

At this time, Yang Jingyi and Song Muran entered the room. At first, only one or two waiters standing at the door paid attention to them.

The waiter served them champagne at a very discerning price.

Their temperament was quickly noticed in the crowd.

"Hey, look, isn't that Alice Yang? She's very popular overseas recently. She returned to China a few days ago. I didn't expect to see her here."

"It's really her. It seems she's here to discuss business. Don't mention that you can ask them if they have any recent cooperation projects. It can just happen to build on the popularity of their brand."

"Then I won't give you this opportunity later. Let's each rely on our abilities to see who can get the chance to become the legend of the times!"

Some of the bosses here with slightly less qualifications are already paying attention to the legend of the times, and each of them is like a wolf waiting for prey.

Before Yang Jingyi arrived, she never thought that so many bosses would want to cooperate with Legend of the Times, a clothing brand.

She originally wanted to make friends with her business partners.

For example, the chairman of Genting Group, as well as some business partners from the real estate and hotel industries that were invited for financing some time ago.

The bosses were also present at today's banquet. In addition to asking Charles who the remitter of the mysterious account was, Yang Jingyi also planned to meet with their eldest brother to see if there would be any differences at the financing meeting in half a month. Such a surprise.

At this time, Song Muran was following her and attracted the favor of many female bosses.

Most of the people who can appear at this venue have their own businesses. This is the first time I see such a young and promising businessman at the venue.

The two of them had just walked halfway to the venue and had not yet walked inside.

There were already people around.

A man in a striped suit with slicked hair caught up with champagne and celebrity movies in his hand.

"Mr. Yang, please stay."

Yang Jingyi didn't realize for a moment that he was calling her. She didn't realize until the person called her a second time.

At this time, two or three more bosses came up from behind.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Alice Yang! Design director and president of Legend of the Times, nice to meet you!"

The greasy-headed man took out his business card and stuffed it into Yang Jingyi's hand without saying a word.

Seeing this, the other male bosses also stepped forward to hand over their business cards.

Song Muran, who was next to him, quickly took the business card with his eyes and hands, preventing these men from touching Yang Jingyi's hand.

Yang Jingyi smiled politely, lifted her skirt and said:

"Bosses, today is unfortunate. I have some important matters that need to be dealt with. Let's get to know each other again when we have the opportunity."

"You can give your business card to my assistant Xiao Song, and we'll leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ladies next to him looked surprised.

This handsome guy in a black shirt turns out to be just an assistant!

With this temperament, I thought he was the young master of some family or the owner of some trendy brand.

Because Song Muran rarely attended such business occasions, few people knew that he was the son of Fan Liqi Jewelry.

Fan Li rarely takes the initiative to introduce his son in public.

Besides, Fan Li didn't want her son to inherit the family business, because Song Muran had his own plans for his dreams and life plans.

Fan Li is very supportive of this.