Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 5
Fingers across the glass cabinet, Song Xiaoye looked at the horse whip hanging in the cabinet, unable to take his eyes off no matter what.

She originally wanted to leave after buying the horsewhip that Song Yazhi was going to compensate, but she was attracted by her eyes.

It was a black horsewhip, one or two centimeters longer than the one she had just bought, and the inner pole was wrapped with cowhide instead of polyester at the front end.The most striking thing is its handle.

The black riding whip is matched with a handle made of sterling silver, black and silver, which is already very attractive at first glance.The silver handle is engraved with exquisite patterns, and upon closer inspection, one finds that it is a rose vine, surrounding the handle, blooming dazzlingly enchanting.

"Miss, this horsewhip..." After a pause, Song Xiaoye raised her head and looked at the boy who was speaking almost at the same time as her.

Before, he focused all his attention on the horsewhip in the cabinet, but now he realizes that through the vertical glass cabinet, there was a boy standing opposite him at some point.

Hearing the voice, he was a Chinese, but after seeing it clearly, he realized that it was a white man with blond hair and blue eyes.

Looking across the closet, the white boy immediately laughed.The bright smile is like sunshine, as if the whole room is brightened up in an instant.

"Miss also likes this horsewhip?" The boy blinked, his handsome face exuding an elf-like cunning.Not annoying, just cute, "What should I do? I like it too!"

Song Xiaoye was a little hesitant, but soon she turned around and said to the woman standing aside: "Miss, please help me wrap it up."

The young man frowned, his smile faded away, and he was a bit serious, "Miss, you can't act like this, obviously I want to buy it too."

"I'm sorry, I've already made a decision, maybe you can ask the shopping lady to get one for you after a while." When Song Xiaoye said this, she was not at all embarrassed.Although she knew it was clearly a handmade riding whip, there was only one of the same style.

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man became angry, staring at Song Xiaoye, and he said angrily: "Miss, you are so boring--for you girls, buying this kind of horsewhip is just a collection, and there is no such thing as a whip." What an opportunity to use it, wouldn’t I be too sorry for the master who hand-crafted this horsewhip!?”

Song Xiaoye listened to the serious tone of the young man, and the English words that could not help but pop out when he said it in a hurry, but remained silent, his expression not changing a bit.

Seeing that Song Xiaoye didn't respond, the young man's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly softened his attitude, pouting his mouth and complaining with a full expression of grievance: "I really like this horsewhip, just give it to me! May I invite you to drink tea?"

The originally serious atmosphere suddenly eased because of the boy's sudden cuteness.The shopping lady who had already taken out the horsewhip and was packing it, looked at the sunny boy with bright eyes, and kept looking at Song Xiaoye, as if she wished she could just agree to sell the horsewhip for her.

"I'm sorry, I've let you down many times before..." After a pause, Song Xiaoye smiled self-deprecatingly.

What are you talking about?
No longer talking, she turned her head and handed out the card, "It can be installed together with the horsewhip from before."

The shopping lady took the card, and couldn't help but look at the blond boy again, "Sir, why don't you take a look at our other riding whips, there are also handmade ones, with silver handles and gold handles, maybe you like it." of……"

The young man's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't speak. He just looked at Song Xiaoye with pitiful eyes. Seeing Song Xiaoye turned his head away, he put away that expression and said lightly, "No need..."

Although his back was facing the boy, but the boy's face was reflected in the glass, Song Xiaoye could clearly see the boy's cold expression.For some reason, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.If she kept looking at the boy's pretendingly pitiful expression, even if she knew he was faking it, it would put her under a lot of pressure.

Picking up the bag and walking out of the store, Song Xiaoye looked back subconsciously.Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the boy who had been following her, and her heart skipped a beat.

It's just a horsewhip, don't be so persistent, right?
Speeding up the pace, Song Xiaoye tried to shake off the blond boy following behind.Just as she opened the distance, two people just walked out of the Prada store, calling softly: "Will—"

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of the blond boy being pinched by the two girls carrying big and small bags, Song Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, and walked a little slower.

Just as she was about to go up the escalator, a loud voice suddenly came from behind: "Miss in the green dress in front, please stop!"

With a staggering footstep, Song Xiaoye was about to pretend that she hadn't heard anything, when someone shouted in surprise: "Song Xiaoye?!"

Huh? !

Turning back in a daze, Song Xiaoye couldn't help frowning when she saw the two girls who were staring at the blond-haired boy.

This——is really a coincidence, a coincidence that makes people so speechless.

Song Xiaoye frowned, Song Yazhi and Song Shifen frowned.

Although it was strange how Song Xiaoye, who hardly ever shopped in boutiques, would appear in Landmark, and somehow Jingwei was involved, but Song Shifen still looked at each other with a smile and shouted: "What a coincidence! Xiaoye , actually met you here."

The three aunts and nephews looked at each other, and the smiles they showed instantly were so similar.

The blond-haired boy, Will, didn't notice how fake the smiles of the three girls were. He just exclaimed excitedly, "That's great! So you know each other..."

The four people who met unexpectedly sat in the restaurant of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

In two lifetimes, Song Xiaoye never thought that she would have the opportunity to have dinner with Song Shifen's friends.

In her previous life, she was always the one who was excluded.She didn't expect that now she didn't care about this anymore, instead she was forced to eat together.

Song Xiaoye lowered her eyes halfway, as if she was looking at the menu in front of her, but she quietly looked at Song Shifen who was sitting opposite.

Sitting so close, it looks as if they are going to stick to the person.With such performance, Song Shifen seemed to really like this blond boy.

Song Yazhi, who was sitting on the side, flipped through the menu, but she was squinting at Song Xiaoye.Her fingers brushed her chin unconsciously, her eyes turned to the blond boy who looked up at Song Xiaoye from time to time, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Will, didn't you say you don't have time today? Sandy and I really didn't expect to meet you in Central..."

Shandi is Song Shifen's English name.

Hearing Song Yazhi's mention, Song Shifen's expression was also a little weird, and she looked at Song Xiaoye with a bit of suspicion.

Curving the corners of her mouth, Song Xiaoye smiled indifferently.What they think has nothing to do with her.This dinner party is already for the sake of everyone's face, if it is anything else, she really won't give up again.

The undercurrent among women is raging, and the handsome blond Will doesn't seem to notice anything at all, "I want to buy something,"

After answering casually, he looked eagerly at Song Xiaoye, "I didn't expect you to be Sandy's niece—well, now, you two really look alike—do you have mixed blood? "

Looking at each other, Song Yazhi turned her eyes away first, "Will, you are wrong, she is an adopted daughter, how can we be like that?"

Song Xiaoye lowered her eyes and just smiled.

Father Song Zhenfeng's biological mother was the old man's second wife. When he joined Song Zixuan, concubines were still popular in Hong Kong, so at that time she was a well-known concubine who entered the house seriously and served tea to the eldest wife.

The deceased grandmother had French and Portuguese ancestry, inherited from her blood, which gave her and Song Yazhi some mixed-blood characteristics.Song Yazhi's profile is deeper than hers, very sexy.As for her, her face was a little more delicate, and her beauty was even more dignified and beautiful in the East.However, if you sit together, you can indeed see some similarities.

This is not the first time that Song Yazhi has denied their sisterhood in front of outsiders. Seeing her embarrassed and sad is Song Yazhi's never-ending game.

It's just that she doesn't care now...

(End of this chapter)