After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Huo Chengxuan was surrounded by maids. When Song Jing woke up the next day and opened the door, he saw the maid standing outside the door holding a maid outfit.

Song Jing knew that these maids were all Huo Chengxuan's foster killers. There were scimitars and guns under their knee-length skirts, and these maids had all awakened their supernatural powers.

"Jing, long time no see." Standing at the door was still the head maid, Nina.

Nina and Song Jing are about the same age, and they were training together in Huo Chengxuan's manor.

"Nina, long time no see." Song Jing glanced at the maid outfit in Nina's hand.

Nina took the initiative to explain, "Sir has an important banquet today, and the two of us will accompany him to attend."

Song Jing nodded, "Wait a moment."

Song Jing took the clothes and returned to the room.

Huo Chengxuan asked Song Jing to prepare a black and white, French Lolita-style knee-length maid outfit, which was the same style as Nina, but it was slightly different from the brown maid outfits of other maids.

Song Jing changed into the maid outfit, glanced at the matching headgear, frowned slightly, and didn't want to wear it, so he opened the door.

Nina shook her head, took the headdress from Song Jing's hand, and pushed Song Jing back into the room, "Jing, this is incomplete."

Song Jingmu was pushed back to the dressing table with a face. Nina skillfully took out the rubber band from her pocket, spread Song Jing's tied hair, tied it into two low ponytails, and put the headdress on Song Jing's head , looked around, and finally nodded in satisfaction, "This is the real maid."

Song Jing thought to himself, if he doesn't owe Huo Chengxuan any favors, he will do what he promised.

But it's just a hairstyle and a headgear, it doesn't matter much.

Song Jing followed Nina downstairs, Huo Chengxuan was already flipping through the newspaper in the living room, when he heard the sound from the stairs, he looked back, his eyes slightly startled.

When she got to Huo Chengxuan's side, Nina became like an obedient robot, she stopped talking, and just stood aside respectfully.

Huo Chengxuan came back to his senses, gently folded the newspaper and put it on the coffee table and got up, "Eat breakfast first."

Breakfast has been changed to Song Jing's favorite taste, while Huo Chengxuan himself only eats an egg and drinks a cup of coffee.

After breakfast, Song Jing and Nina went out with Huo Chengxuan. Song Jing was going to take the co-driver, but Nina took a step ahead, so he had to sit in the back seat with Huo Chengxuan.

The black Bentley drove out slowly from the entrance of the small villa, followed by two cars with bodyguards.

The car drove through the layers of wrought iron gates in the manor. The servants who were busy pruning and cleaning in the manor saw the car passing by, stopped their work, and bowed their heads respectfully.

Huo Chengxuan turned to look at Song Jing, "Did you rest well last night?"

As long as he is not by Shi Yan's side, Song Jing will always be haunted by nightmares when he sleeps. It is hard to say whether he is resting well, and sometimes it is even better to close his eyes and rest his mind.

"Yeah." Song Jing responded lightly, leaning on the car window with his elbows, looking at the constantly receding street scene outside.

Huo Chengxuan took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Song Jing from this angle.

Song Jing frowned, turned to look at him coldly, "Deleted."

"Jing, maids don't have the right to ask their masters to do things. Of course, except for girlfriends." Huo Chengxuan smiled and handed over the phone, "Do you want to delete it?"

Song Jing turned his face to the car window expressionlessly, and continued to look at the receding street scene outside the window.

Huo Chengxuan flipped through the photos he took just now.

Song Jing leaned on the edge of the car window with his elbows, and the car glass was lowered to the lowest level. Outside the window, the spring sunshine slanted down, creating a golden halo on the side of her forehead hair. With the bridge of her nose as the dividing line, her The facial features projected light and shadows, one bright and one dark, which set off her already pretty bridge of the nose like a sharp cut.

However, the wind of the car moving forward picked up the broken hair around her ears and brushed over the bridge of her nose, which added a bit of charm and softness to the sharpness, and integrated some unfussy aura.

Huo Chengxuan was most satisfied with this photo, and set it as the screen saver of his mobile phone.

Nina glanced at the rear seat twice from the rearview mirror, but hesitated to speak.

There are too many people who want to assassinate Mr., and the car that Mr. rides in never opens the windows.

Song Jing not only opened the car window, but also opened it to the end, which is very dangerous for the husband.

Huo Chengxuan set up the screen saver of the mobile phone, put away the mobile phone, and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Nina's heart tightened, and she looked away in fear.

He didn't dare to look any more, let alone remind Song Jing to raise the window.

The car finally stopped at the entrance of a skyscraper hotel. As soon as the car stopped, the doorman of the hotel came forward respectfully.

Nina got out of the car first, stopped the approaching doorman, and gently opened the car door.

The bodyguards of the car behind also quickly got out of the car and stood around the car.

Huo Chengxuan stretched out his hand to Song Jing, "Jing, we are here."

Song Jing opened the door on the other side and got out of the car.

Huo Chengxuan bowed and got off the car from here. The manager of the hotel had already received the news and hurried over.

This hotel is the Huo family's property.

"Sir." The manager stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Huo Chengxuan is now nominally in charge of the Huo family's power, but in fact everyone knows that Huo Chengxuan has the final say on the current Huo family.

If he doesn't become the real head of the Huo family, it's just that he looks down on the Huo family.

"Have all the invited people arrived?" Huo Chengxuan asked.

"Yes." The manager didn't dare to raise his head, because he was the head of the Huo family before, and he was afraid that Huo Chengxuan would kill him if he didn't pay attention.

"Go in." Huo Chengxuan noticed that Song Jing didn't come over immediately after getting off the car, and looked back, "Jing, let's go in."

After Song Jing got out of the car, he saw the back of the person passing by the hall that day. The man was standing three or four meters away from the car with his back to the car and his hands behind his back.

Song Jing looked at this back that was almost indistinguishable from Shi Yan's back, stepped forward uncontrollably, grabbed the man's arm, and forced him to turn sideways.

No.

No matter how much his back looks like, this person is not Shi Yan.

Although the bodyguard in front of him had a back that was indistinguishable from Shi Yan's, he had a deep face and a pair of blue eyes, which was a typical European appearance, quite different from Shi Yan's.

In fact, I also want to know how it is possible for Shi Yan to appear here, and he is still Huo Chengxuan's bodyguard.

It's just that sometimes, emotion always seems to override reason.

Before the brain sends rational instructions, the body reacts in the most authentic way because of emotions.

There was a flash of emotion in Song Jing's eyes, but it was covered by indifference in an instant, "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

Song Jing turned his head and walked to Huo Chengxuan's side.

Huo Chengxuan glanced at the bodyguard, and led Song Jing into the revolving door of the hotel.

The bodyguard's hands behind his back were clenched into fists, and his eyes, which were wearing colored contact lenses, were full of obscure emotions.

This bodyguard is Shi Yan's disguised disguise.

He didn't miss the loss and self-mockery in Song Jing's eyes just now.

The face can change, the body shape is difficult.

Song Jing thought it was him looking at his figure, but he was disappointed after seeing his face.

So even though his little girl broke up cruelly, she didn't really forget him.

Shi Yan's heart is sour, with mixed joy and sorrow.

I am glad that his nostalgia has the same response, but I am worried that Song Jing will always be so unhappy in the future.

"Hey, brother, don't be dazed, let's go."

Shi Yan suppressed all emotions and walked into the hotel.