The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

The girl who was playing with her mobile phone accidentally read the hot search, and after seeing the picture, there was no way to look back.

"Sister, what are you looking at?" The boy came over with two glasses of water and handed her one.

"Watching Weibo."

The girl took it without even looking, still staring at the phone.

"Is it that good-looking?" The boy was a little puzzled.

He rarely saw his sister lost in this way.

"I don't know why..." The girl paused, her beautiful face was a little dazed, "I feel sad to see her."

"Who is it?" The boy leaned over, and the girl showed her the phone.

On the phone screen, Xing Jiu'an just got out of the car, cold and arrogant, like a person walking out of a painting.

"This person, where I seem to have seen..." the boy said strangely.

He felt that this person was amazing at first, but at the next moment, he felt a little familiar.

"Could it be that both of us have amnesia." The girl said casually.

"No, sister, I seem to have seen her not long ago."

The girl thought to herself, I had seen her in a foreign country some time ago.

But that kind of familiarity is not like seeing only one or two sides.

"When?"

"Sister, let me think about it..."

The teenager thought for a while, and suddenly sat upright, "I remember, it was the previous charity auction."

There were a lot of people at that auction, and someone from their house also went.

"My dad and I went there before, sister, do you remember me telling you that someone took a dozen things?"

I took more than a dozen things at once, adding up to almost 100 million, which can't be taken out by anyone.

Therefore, many people are paying attention to that position.

"You said it was her?"

"It's almost there, it's the man with her."

"They should be together. Dad said he wanted to go over there and say a few words to each other, but we later saw someone go, and it seemed that the other party was upset and didn't go.

"What's the identity of the other party?" the girl asked strangely.

It shouldn't be easy to ask their father to find someone in person.

"I asked, but Dad didn't say anything, and didn't let me inquire."

"I know."

The girl lowered her eyes and looked at the picture for a while.

"Sister, why are you so concerned about this person? By the way, she is a girl."

"Of course I know." The girl said and walked away.

The boy sat in the same place, wondering why his sister suddenly ignored herself.

The girl walked aside and played a number with her mobile phone.

"Uncle Zhao, hello."

"It's Xixi, what's wrong, is there something to do with Uncle?"

"Can you still enter the variety show you mentioned before?"

"Do you want to go to that variety show?" The other party was a little surprised.

"Ok."

"Well, I'm going to ask the director and I will get back to you soon."

"Okay, trouble you."

After hanging up the phone, the girl hung her head, leaned against the wall behind, and closed her eyes slightly.

"Who are you... on earth?"

She waited for a while, then the call came.

"Xixi, this variety show will end in about four days. Do you have time these days?"

"I'm free anytime."

"Then you see if you are going today or tomorrow, I will tell you over there."

She only paused, "Today, I will pack my things right away."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

"No thanks, it's rare that you want me to help."