Black Moonlight's vest fell again

The secretary's voice was extremely sarcastic, as if Ning Yiyuan was just a liar who faked her academic qualifications.

"What did you say! I..." Ning Yiyuan suddenly remembered that she was Song Can now, not Ning Yiyuan anymore.

The Xinde Vocational and Technical School in Shaocheng has always been a haven for the wealthy second generation. Song Shiren gave her a false identity to get a student status there, and everything is logical.

"Me? I'm Xinde Technical School?" Ning Yiyuan laughed, her tears streaming down, "I'm Xinde Technical School?"

"If you want me to say, you have to have this duty to be a child who doesn't see the light." The secretary's words were full of meaning, "Always think that you didn't come from the right way, don't you? So there is a way out, climb up The last second generation, regardless of whether it is a lover or a concubine, is a good home."

These words fell into Ning Yiyuan's ears, very familiar.

Isn't this what she said to Rong Zhi before?
These few words just hit the most painful place in Ning Yiyuan's heart, and Ning Yiyuan suddenly exploded: "Who are you talking about?"

Secretary Du sneered: "It's about you, illegitimate daughter."

Ning Yiyuan pointed at herself: "You say I'm an illegitimate daughter?"

Secretary Du's eyes were full of contempt: "The whole company knows your background. The illegitimate daughter of Song Dong's friend. You went to a technical school and didn't do well. The family has nothing to do, so I sent you here."

Ning Yiyuan was surprised and angry: "Why did he say that about me?"

Secretary Du swept her eyes: "Then do you dare to say who your parents are in front of everyone?"

Ning Yiyuan was speechless for a while.

She dare not!
The salespersons were all pointing and laughing quietly.Secretary Du turned her back and said in a voice she could hear, "You shameless liar."

Ning Yiyuan was so angry that her lips trembled, but she still endured it.Tears swirled in her eyes and then she held back her tears. Then she heard that the familiar salesperson was desperately trying to please Secretary Du, and then tactfully reminded Secretary Du when to add clothes to Song Shiren's eldest son.

Secretary Du agreed, and picked out a few expensive men's clothes with a serious attitude. When he turned around, he saw Ning Yiyuan looking in their direction. Thought."

"You're just a joke, so don't put on a Bodhisattva's spectrum."

Secretary Du is a native of the capital, and he has a taste of Beijing movies, which doubles his lethality.Ning Yiyuan finally couldn't take it anymore, her expression changed, she grabbed the paper bag and left the specialty store first, got into the car and changed clothes.

Secretary Du returned to the car, picked up a corner of Ning Yiyuan's changed clothes with two fingers, wrinkled his nose, as if treating something dirty, and said in a disgusted tone, "Driver, throw it away. "

The driver responded, and threw out all the clothes that Ning Yiyuan had worn, and glanced at Ning Yiyuan's exposed calf intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Yiyuan felt as if there were caterpillars crawling on her calf.She retracted her legs, knowing that the two had misunderstood, but there was nothing she could do.

When they arrived at the entrance of an antique Hui style building, Secretary Du handed her over to Song Shiren. Song Shiren squinted his eyes and looked at it twice, without saying anything, turned around and pressed a certain hidden position.

Appears to be a doorbell.

After a while, the side walls of the building were suddenly pushed aside, revealing the quaint private clubhouse inside.Song Shiren strode forward, and several people who looked like executives followed behind him.

Ning Yiyuan followed behind with a very winking look.

After turning a few turns, the wall in front parted from the middle, revealing a narrow and straight corridor, decorated in extremely expensive Chinese style, and the ceiling light was designed in the shape of a lantern, quietly emitting a soft yellow light.

Ning Yiyuan hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind, and walked slowly into the narrow and dark corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a round door, and inside is a small courtyard.The aristocrats invited by Song Shiren hadn't arrived yet, so Ning Yiyuan slipped aside ahead of time to touch up her makeup.

The courtyard is elegantly decorated, and slender and straight bamboos are planted on both sides of the washstand. When the breeze blows, there is a sound of grass and trees rubbing against each other, which is very clear and meaningful.Ning Yiyuan remembered some ancient poems she had memorized when she was studying, but what's the point of saying these now.For a moment, she felt sorry for her own misfortune, holding the washstand with both hands, and tears fell one by one.

A sarcastic voice came from behind:
"Rong Zhi, are you here too?"

Ning Yiyuan was startled, she turned her head subconsciously, and saw a tall young man with broad shoulders and long legs, wearing a dark linen suit, with a handsome face.

This person looks familiar.

I only heard the person in front of me continue to sneer: "I didn't expect you to come to this kind of occasion... Huh?"

Ning Yiyuan listened to her ears and keenly sensed something was wrong.Although the man's tone was sarcasm, there was a strong sense of joy in his words.

Based on a girl's intuition, a possibility slowly surfaced in Ning Yiyuan's mind.

The tall boy with an awkward expression in front of him is Rong Zhi's admirer.

He speaks with a Hong Kong accent.

who is it?

Ning Yiyuan turned around and ran away without saying a word.

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When I saw this boy again, it was at Song Shiren's dinner.

Xia Qizong, the son of the ship king, sat in the main seat, and this tall man could only accompany him in the last seat.During this period, he served Xia Qizong with tea, water and food, and he was completely Xia Qizong's entourage.

Song Shiren introduced Ning Yiyuan to Xia Qizong: "This is my niece, Song Can."

Ning Yiyuan faced Xia Qizong with the most perfect smile, and at the same time felt the thoughtful gaze of that young man.

Song Shiren made a round of introductions, and finally it was the young man's turn.His attitude was much more casual, pointing at the young man and saying to Ning Yiyuan:
"Zhao Cheng."

Ning Yiyuan suddenly remembered that he also attended the Ship King's birthday banquet before!

No wonder he looks so familiar.

But she was not interested in him, so she nodded lightly.

At the dinner table, Ning Yiyuan was arranged by Song Shiren to sit beside Xia Qizong.

The implication of Song Shiren's actions is very obvious, and Ning Yiyuan understands it.

She suddenly felt that it was the right choice for her to attend this dinner.

Friends of forms and forms are good to themselves.

Xia Qizong is the son of a ship king!According to the rumors in the tabloids, it is very likely that he is the heir of the ship king!
The man my cousin prepares for me is no worse than Rong Zhi's boyfriend!
Ning Yiyuan's joy and shyness overflowed almost uncontrollably, her face was blushing, and her eyes looked at Xia Qizong tenderly, which looked round and big from a certain angle.

Song Shiren's lips evoked a contemptuous smile, but it was fleeting, and then he joked to Xia Qizong:

"Qizong, look at my niece's eyes, it's the 'husband's eyes'."

Ning Yiyuan lowered her head and smiled, then raised her head just right, unexpectedly, what she met was Xia Qizong's condescending eyes.

Those eyes were very playful, condescending, contemptuous, appraising, and critical, but there was no emotion in them.