Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

In a blink of an eye, it’s morning again.

After returning to her home, Yu Huan washed up and went downstairs. Breakfast was no longer casual, including steamed buns, eggs, milk juice, boiled corn, boiled sweet potatoes, lean meat wonton noodles, and fried dumplings.

Even if Yu Huan couldn't finish it, there was everything she wanted, and it was very rich. The aunt in charge of making breakfast was very skillful, so she unconsciously ate more and her stomach was full.

Leng's Group does not have many dress requirements for employees, but they must be dignified, tidy, beautiful, and in line with professional requirements.

As a young intern, Yu Huan only pursues simplicity and comfort, so she goes out with a small bag.

After leaving the door, the person who picked me up was not the familiar driver Lao Wu, but someone else.

The young man stood quietly next to the car. The sunlight filtered through the layers of green leaves, smearing the bright and dark colors and falling on his gentle and jade-like face.

The corners of his lips curled up, and his brows were filled with tenderness.

"Good morning, Huanhuan."

Yu Huan stopped and wondered, "Brother Yan, why is it you, my driver?"

Mother Yu asked Lao Wu to pick her up, but Song Zhiyan was the only one outside.

Song Zhiyan blinked as if confused, "Aunt Lin said that your driver is sick, and I also want to go to the Leng Group, so please ask me to pick you up. Didn't she tell you?"

Yu Huan: ?

Is there such a thing?

.......

On the way, Yu Huan and Song Zhiyan began to "make confessions", and then they realized that Lin Haiqin had deceived them both, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.

After Song Zhiyan knew the cause and effect, he pursed his lips and looked straight ahead. He seemed to be driving seriously, but in fact his cheeks were slightly red and he was feeling embarrassed inside.

The "scam" that Lin Haiqin asked him to give away was clearly intended to create opportunities for him and Yu Huan to get along.

Song Zhiyan is a smart man who understands things well.

After all, with Lin Haiqin's net worth, how could Yu Huan lack a driver to pick her up?

In the past, Song Zhiyan, who had no interest in love, would politely reject the adults' kindness and quietly distance himself from the girl.

But this time, recalling the beautiful girl last night, her vaguely sultry words and bright smile, his hands were faster than his brain and he quickly agreed.

Song Zhiyan has outstanding looks and temperament, and has been followed by people since he was a child. When he was a student, he also had a conversation out of curiosity.

When they are together as a couple, they hold hands, read books, go shopping, watch movies together, no matter how much they do.

The girl wanted to be more intimate, but he was a bit of a mysophobia, and he really couldn't accept the saliva-laced behavior of kissing.

The girl thought he was boring, so she dumped him.

Song Zhiyan was not sad and accepted it with a smile.

It turns out that there is nothing special about falling in love. From then on, he became what his friends called a "poor single."

Maybe it was because the night was so good last night and hormones were at work, or maybe it was the blessing of childhood filters, but the girl’s overly gentle words were touching...

In short, Song Zhiyan had to admit it.

He was moved by Yu Huan.

How nice, he found that the girl was not indifferent.

In the closed car, Song Zhiyan's peripheral vision always rested on Yu Huan.

In the passenger seat, she sat in a casual posture, wearing an off-the-shoulder floral top that was simple and cute. Her seaweed-like black and thick hair hung down on her shoulders, making her neck long and slender, and her collarbones white.

Her white skirt hung softly, revealing a small section of her slender white legs.

She obviously said flirtatious words to him last night, but now that the two of them were alone, she only looked at her phone, pursed her pink lips, and looked focused and serious.

She doesn't look as bold and bright as she did last night. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is an innocent and simple girl.

Song Zhiyan's Adam's apple twitched slightly, suppressing the itching in her heart, and couldn't help but wonder, what on earth was she looking at?

"Huanhuan, what are you looking at? So serious."

Yu Huan didn't look up, "Reply the message."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyan unconsciously tightened her grip on the steering wheel and couldn't help but ask, "Is he your friend? A girl or... a boy?"

She broke up with her, so it shouldn't be her ex-boyfriend.

Yu Huan frowned: "We're not really friends, we just met him once. He's a boy."

After explaining, she murmured out of personal emotion, "I feel like he not only can't speak, but also can't understand human speech."

Song Zhiyan chuckled and raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the other party was not pleasant.

Seeing this, he didn't ask any more questions.

The person Yu Huan was talking about was Sheng Chutang who joined her last night.

After successfully adding her, Sheng Chutang got straight to the point. After revealing his identity, he sent out a transfer message and said bluntly: "Who do you think I am? A store owner? I don't want your money, just give me back the sun protection clothes."

Yu Huan scolded him: "Since you didn't lend it to me, didn't you just sell it to me? I'll give you the money, wouldn't it be better for you to buy a new one?"

Sheng Chutang was also angry: "Yu Qian snatched it at first. It was indeed not loaned to you, but since you put it on, it was treated as if it was loaned to you. Did you misunderstand what I said?"

"...I won't accept the money. You can buy a new one as a favor." Yu Huan continued, "If you really can't let go of this sun protection garment, my name is Yu Qian I can give it to you."

Sheng Chutang, Sheng Chutang was furious!

"[Angry] It's great to have money!"

Yu Huan: "[Smile] It's really amazing."

After I posted it, I added an emoticon of a lady enjoying tea.

Elegant, grand and rich!

--Noodle House--

The noodles on the table are steaming hot and fragrant.

However, Sheng Chutang stared at the chat interface, feeling furious.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

She this, she this, this...

Sheng Chutang had a cold face and thought about it for a long time before gritting his teeth and holding back two words.

"asshole!"

Father Sheng passed by and glanced at him, "What are you talking to yourself about? Do you want to eat this noodles?"

Sheng Chutang said bitterly: "Eat!"

Seeing him with a fierce look in his eyes and viciously sucking the noodles, Sheng's father rolled his eyes. He was so nervous early in the morning that he didn't know who he looked like. Really!

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On the other side, Yu Huan, who had left someone speechless, was in a happy mood, which was a feeling of pride.

After she put down her phone, she looked like a little fox who had succeeded in her evil deeds, with a smile on her face and an expression that was so understandable.

Song Zhiyan couldn't help laughing and said, "Huanhuan is very happy, isn't he?"

Yu Huan tilted her head and looked at him, "Is it obvious?"

Song Zhiyan coughed slightly, with a smile on his face.

"Well, a little bit."

Yu Huan stared at him for a while, thinking about whether to give it a try.

He is so gentle, he probably won't reject her.

Soon, Yu Huan discovered that under her gaze, the young man's handsome and gentle cheeks gradually turned a little red, making him look delicious.

She blinked, was he shy?

Does this mean...

As the car arrived at its destination and stopped, the atmosphere inside the car was gradually invaded by inexplicable ambiguity.

"Brother Yan."

"yes !"

Yu Huan suddenly called him, which made Song Zhiyan, whose heart was already beating wildly, tense up and stuttered when speaking.

"What, what's wrong?"

He didn't dare to look at her, his fingers clenched tightly on the steering wheel.

Song Zhiyan wanted to pretend to be calm, but his nervous little actions only emboldened Yu Huan.

Yu Huan's eyes narrowed, and he poked his stiff arm, deliberately asking, "Brother Yan, why don't you look at me when I'm talking to you?"

"This seems so rude."

The girl leaned slightly closer, and her questioning voice was sweet and soft, which was strangely ear-catching.

Song Zhiyan's face turned redder.

"It seems, it seems, sorry..."

The faint fragrance of her body hit him, and her warm breath lingered in the ears of the black-haired young man, which made him keep getting closer to the car door in shame.

"We're already here, let's get off the bus quickly."

Song Zhiyan finished speaking quickly, opened the car door eagerly, and walked out as if he was running away.

"Bang -" a sound.

Yu Huan was left sitting in the car blankly.

She let out a breath of frustration.

Okay, flirting failed.