Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

"Mother."

A slightly reserved and proud voice interrupted from behind, and the girl named Yuanyuan, lightly lifted the hem of her dress with her slender hands, lifted the curtain, and walked out of the fitting room in high heels.

This sound brought Xin Ziyi back from his memories.

Xin Ziyi is worthy of being a movie queen who has won numerous awards. Even if she is not in a calm mood, she can still maintain her elegant mask and smile apologetically at Meng Jiawu: "Sorry, I accidentally broke your lipstick. I will ask my assistant to compensate you later."

Meng Jiawu was very fond of her "little baby" and had never used it once since she bought it!

However, hearing what Xin Ziyi said, Meng Jiawu shook her head, her demeanor revealing a bit of majestic beauty, "No, no, how can I ask Teacher Xin to pay for it."

"Yes." Xin Ziyi wanted to say something, but the girl named Yuanyuan stood in front of the floor-length dressing mirror and said coquettishly: "Mom, come here quickly and see if I look good in this!"

Xin Ziyi smiled elegantly at the few people and walked towards his daughter.

From beginning to end, she didn't even look at Xin Gan.

Meng Jiawu and her friends got the autograph of the actress, but they didn't want to disturb her private time, so they left after asking the clerk and finding out that the little dress Cen Beibei liked was only one and had already been worn by someone else.

When the girls left, Xin Ziyi's eyes moved and he glanced towards the door calmly.

Xin Gan was walking at the back, and Xin Ziyi just happened to see the girl's snow-white and delicate profile, her black hair tucked behind her ears, her lips red and her eyelashes thick, her nose straight and upturned, and a hint of classical beauty in her softness. Although she was not wearing any luxury goods or branded items, and had no accessories on her neck, wrists or ears, and her entire body might not have cost more than two hundred yuan, her hair was so beautiful that she could be spotted in a crowd at a glance.

Xin Ziyi couldn't help but have a moment of trance in his eyes.

This girl named Xin Gan, who had similar features to her when she was young, was...

Xin Ziyi's arm was suddenly held by Yuanyuan. She came back to her senses and heard her daughter complaining spoiledly: "You agreed to go shopping with me, but you ran into your fans again. It's so annoying. I don't care, mom, you have to make it up to me!"

Yuanyuan was a child she had raised with great care. Since she was one year old, her birthday presents every year were jewelry, diamonds, houses and cars. She had never suffered any hardship, and her eyes were full of innocence and pampering. She would make a scene if she was unhappy.

Xin Ziyi stopped thinking about the girl and patted the back of her daughter's arm affectionately. She smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, you always wanted that Sri Lankan Padma sapphire necklace, right? Mom will give it to you later."

Yuanyuan finally became happy and kissed Xin Ziyi on the face intimately, "Thank you, Mom!"

The staff member at the side enviously praised: "You two have such a good relationship."

"Of course, I am the only daughter of my mother. If she doesn't love me, who else can she love?" The spoiled girl's eyebrows were bright and she turned her head to look at Xin Ziyi like a spoiled child, "Isn't it?"

Xin Ziyi smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

...

Although Cen Beibei was quite disappointed that she didn't buy the dress she wanted, she felt that it was a good deal to get in close contact with Xin Ziyi and get her autograph, "...Xin Gan, don't you think so?"

Xin Gan was a little dazed, walking absent-mindedly at the back, hesitantly saying "ah", not really hearing clearly what Cen Beibei had just said.

Everyone then realized that all three of them were lucky enough to get autographs, except Xin Gan.

Cen Beibei exclaimed, slapping her head and said, "Oh no! We all have the actress' autograph, but only Xin Gan is missing. How about this? I'll go back with Xin Gan to get another autograph."

Meng Jiawu offered her other precious lipstick lovingly: "Go, go. We in dormitory 8431 should be neat and tidy."

After all, the opportunity to meet the film queen Xin Ziyi is rare.

Although they are freshmen at the Film Academy, they will most likely enter the entertainment industry in the future, but I don’t know how many years it will take for them to reach Xin Ziyi’s current status.

Unexpectedly, Xin Gan shook his head and said, "Thank you, but it's not necessary."

Cen Beibei thought Xin Gan was embarrassed, so she patted her chest and said, "Xin Gan, don't be shy. Movie Queen Xin seems to have a good temper, so she probably won't mind. At most, you can just keep quiet for a while, and leave everything to me!"

"Really." Xin Gan was stubborn in her bones, and it was difficult for anyone to shake her decision. In order to convince Meng Jiawu and the others, she winked playfully and said, "Because I'm not a fan of actress Xin, I'm only telling you guys this quietly, remember to keep it a secret."

This is not a lie either.

Xin Gan once did regard Xin Ziyi as the direction of her efforts, but later... she gave up.

"So that's how it is." Cen Beibei suddenly realized, then closed her mouth and made a zipper motion on her mouth, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you!"

Although Xin Ziyi is known as the peerless film queen of the last century, a half-life legend, and has left behind many classic film and television works, it is impossible for her to be loved by everyone. It is normal not to be a fan of Xin Ziyi and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, Xin Ziyi has a prominent status in the entertainment industry. Xin Gan, a newcomer who will enter this circle in the future, actually said that he is not a fan of Xin Ziyi. If others knew about this, it would be easy for people to criticize him and accuse him of disrespecting his predecessors.

That's why Cen Beibei said she would keep it a secret for her.

No one blamed Xin Gan for not being a fan of Xin Yi.

Xin Gan felt a little warm in her heart and smiled softly, "Thank you."

"That's great. My little baby doesn't have to sacrifice herself heroically." Meng Jiawu put the precious lipstick she was going to devote to it back into her bag and asked with a half smile and half curiosity, "But, Xin Gan, who is your idol?"

If you are not a fan of Xin Ziyi, then Xin Gan may not have an idol. If she does, he must at least be at the same level as Xin Ziyi.

"Duan Yanfeng." Xin Gan only thought of the movie emperor who was as famous as Xin Ziyi, and blurted out his name.

Wenrou said, "Actor Duan, I like him too."

In fact, Xin Gan was not familiar with Duan Yanfeng, so she just smiled politely at Wenrou.

Without turning back to ask for Xin Ziyi's autograph, several girls got off the elevator carrying large and small bags, but were stopped by Xin Ziyi's assistant when they were about to leave the mall.

The assistant gave each of the four of them a small gift bag containing two Tom Ford lipsticks. "This is from Teacher Xin. I accidentally broke this student's lipstick just now. These are just compensation and Teacher Xin's benefits for fans. It's just a small gift, not a token of respect, but please accept it."

The girls were flattered to receive the small gifts from their idols.

Except for Xingan.

Xin Gan didn’t know whether Xin Ziyi recognized him, but probably he did.

In her previous life, when she first entered the entertainment industry and made her mark, she was given the title of "Little Xin Ziyi" because Xin Gan's eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of Xin Ziyi when he was young.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

After the assistant left, Xin Gan pursed her lips and smiled faintly: "I don't wear makeup or lipstick very often, and I'm not a fan of actress Xin, so I always feel unworthy of it, so I'll give this gift to you. It just so happens that the lipstick inside is of a different color."

Meng Jiawu had just had a lipstick broken, so she took one out of Xingan's small gift bag: "Then I won't be polite."

Cen Beibei said: "Give the other one to Wenrou, I have a lot of Tom Ford lipsticks."

Wenrou said, "Then I'm not polite either."

After shopping, the girls always have a meal out as if it has become a custom.

In the hot pot restaurant, the double-flavored hot pot is steaming, the red soup is bubbling, and the mushroom soup is clear.

Xingan can't eat spicy food very well, and her lips turned red from the spiciness, with a full and juicy taste.

The girls were eating hotpot, but they didn't have to pay much attention to table manners. They just chatted while eating.

Meng Jiawu used chopsticks to blanch a roll of beef. To prevent her hair from smelling too much like hot pot, she used a small rubber band to tie up her beautiful curly hair, revealing her superior neck and shoulders. "It's almost the seven-day holiday. Are you going home?"

Cen Beibei's home is in Beijing, so she must go back.

Xin Gan shook her head. "The school is too far from my home. I won't go back except during the winter and summer vacations."

Wenrou said that although her home was not nearby, she had relatives in Beijing, and her relatives invited her to go there and play for a few days during the holiday.

Meng Jiawu blanched the beef rolls, put them into the dipping sauce bowl in front of her and mixed them. Then she put the beef rolls coated with sesame paste and various seasonings into her mouth.

She sighed, "I want to go home to get some things, but if that happens, Xin Gan will be the only one in the dormitory... How about I stay and keep you company?"

Xin Gan is not a person who is good at bothering others. She pursed her lips and smiled, with dimples on her cheeks. "Awu, it's okay. I'm not afraid. I can also do part-time work during the holidays."

She didn't lie, she really thought so.

After all, she had spent a thousand yuan to buy that tie for Fu Lang.

Xin Gan was indeed... short of money.

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"Okay, then I'll go back with peace of mind." The generous and beautiful Meng Jiawu has always played the role of the older sister among the four. Xin Gan is the youngest and has the best personality. She looks like a girl who is afraid of the dark, ghosts and thunder. Meng Jiawu always takes good care of Xin Gan. She was relieved to hear that Xin Gan had her own arrangements for the long holiday.

Finally, Meng Jiawu suddenly raised her beautiful eyes and smiled, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, our little darling and brother are in Beijing. If it doesn't work out, Xin Gan, you can also go to your brother's house to play for a few days like Wenrou did."

Xing Gan, who was drinking milk to relieve the spiciness, almost choked: "Cough cough cough..."

Live at Fu Lang’s house?

Then...there's no need for that.

*

As soon as the National Day arrived, Dormitory 8431 and the entire school became empty.

Xin Gan felt a little uncomfortable without his friends.

However, this emotion did not last long. Xin Gan put on his small bag, put his cell phone and some change in it, and went out.

As soon as he went downstairs, Xin Gan saw Xin Ziyi.

After the Film Academy went on vacation, the number of students on campus became sparse, and Xin Ziyi dared to appear here.

The elegant and beautiful actress wore an elegant white dress today, sunglasses on her face, and her red lips slightly parted: "Xin Gan, let's talk."

Xin Gan's bright mood before she went out today suddenly faded. She nodded silently and got into Xin Ziyi's car.

The two of them sat down separately in a coffee shop outside the school. Perhaps because she knew what she was about to say, Xin Gan was surprisingly calm, neither happy nor sad. She did not have the mentality of a little girl who was overjoyed, nervous and expectant at the same time when Xin Ziyi came to find her in her previous life.

The coffee was served by the waiter. After the waiter left, Xin Ziyi took off his sunglasses and took out a card from his bag. The silver metal card was pushed over from the table, "There are 10 million in it..."

"Mrs. Xin, what are you doing?" Xin Gan held the caramel macchiato in front of her. The wall of the cup was slightly hot, but her fingertips were slightly cool. Xin Gan raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her tone was soft with a hint of calmness.

Even too calm.

Even the call of "Ming Queen Xin" did not contain much emotion.

Xin Ziyi frowned. Xin Gan's performance was more or less different from what she had imagined.

She asked her sister-in-law. Although she had not returned to that small town in the south of the Yangtze River for many years and her mother did not want to see her again, Xin Ziyi had always been in contact with her brother and sister-in-law. Even if she did not want to know any news about the child, she could not avoid hearing some things from her brother and sister-in-law.

For example, Xin Gan was admitted to the Film Academy.

For example, Xin Gan really wants to see her biological mother.

After encountering Xin Gan in the mall that day, Xin Ziyi's heart was not as calm as he appeared, which led to this meeting today.

"Xin Gan." Xin Ziyi called out Xin Gan's name. The name her grandmother gave her sounded affectionate, but when Xin Ziyi called her that, it sounded cold. "You know what I want to say."

Oh.

Even if you didn’t know it in your previous life, you will understand it in this life after hearing the same words once.

However, Xin Gan couldn't say that he was reborn.

She shook her head softly: "I don't know."

Xin Ziyi: “…”

Xin Gan looked at actress Xin and her brows furrowed further and further, as if she was mad at her. But she quickly suppressed her silent anger, only showing a hint of impatience.

It's really strange.

Xin Gan wondered, in her previous life, did actress Xin have so many expressions?

Hmm, I don’t seem to remember clearly.

Because I was just sad.

Xin Ziyi calmed down her emotions, and pressed her slender fingers with rhinestone nails on the card. She pursed her red lips and spoke elegantly and coldly:

"I'm giving you this 10 million to buy off the relationship between us as mother and daughter. In the future, please pretend you don't know me when you see me."

She was worried that Xing Gan would pester her.

Xin Gan was a little tempted. Ten million, she could return it to Fu Lang, and from then on Fu Lang would no longer be her creditor.

However, Xin Gan finally shook his head and refused softly, "Sorry, I can't take this money."

Xin Ziyi's eyes suddenly changed, thinking that Xin Gan was being tactless and wanted to pester him, "You..."

The girl raised her delicate and beautiful face, with black eyelashes and red lips, and smiled softly: "Because we don't know each other, there has never been any affection between us, so how can we talk about buying out, don't you think so, Ms. Xin?"