The ancestors all said that beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. In the eyes of He Jiayou, members of the delusion studio, and even passerby Jia, Sister Ting is a woman who exudes beautiful factors from bones to skin.

At the age of twenty-eight, the most beautiful flowers have been accumulated over the years, and it is rare that they still retain a 'pure' of people.

Sister Ting actually didn't put on too much makeup, she scrubbed her eyeliner, scrubbed her eyebrows, and hydrated her face, and she looked so sensible.

A sexy light red strapless dress, wearing a crystal shoes with a perfect height, the waistband in the skirt shows her charming and confident figure; the skin exposed to the air turns white from forehead to toes, without any color difference...

The valuable diamond necklace on the jade neck and the crystal earrings hanging on the small earlobes could not completely cover her own charm.

She gently bit her jelly-like lips and said to He Jiayou, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen it?"

"Well... well, I've never seen it before." He Jiayou moved away from his eyes a little reluctantly, and couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"What's wrong?"

He Jiayou joked: "If you are a beautiful woman like you, Sister Ting, go back to see my parents, they will definitely not dare to let you enter the house."

Sister Ting blinked and looked down at her dress. Her two slender and fair hands covered her sexy collarbone, "What's wrong? Is it too exposed? I'm all talking about it as implicitly. The girl Xiao Zilan insisted that she looks so good..."

"No, no, I'm afraid that there will be too much dust in the house and pollute the little fairy who pops up in the fairy tale."

He Jiayou rarely praised people around the bush, and Sister Ting immediately expressed her joyfully that she was very helpful.

"Let's go! Hey, your door is not closed."

He Jiayou was shocked and immediately covered his left hand with his crotch and groped for a little... "It's closed."

Sister Ting's face turned red and she rolled her eyes, "What I said is that your dormitory door is not closed!"

"Oh!" He Jiayou quickly ran back and closed the door, ran back in shame, and took the small bag handed over by Sister Ting.

Sister Ting: "I have my cosmetics and cell phone inside, don't lose it. I may need makeup or something after having dinner tonight."

"Don't worry, boss, let's keep it alone!"

Sister Ting nodded immediately with satisfaction.

When the two of them walked to the elevator, the old lady guarding the door held up her reading glasses and cast a kind look at the two of them.

A cool breeze blew from the window opened in the elevator. He Jiayou thought for a while, took off his vest and covered Sister Ting's shoulder.

Sister Ting turned her head and looked at him for a few seconds, muttering: "I can't tell, you are quite conservative."

"Hmm? What's conservative?"

"It's okay, let's go, I'll let the car wait underneath."

"Don't you drive here today?"

"Swish, how do I drive this way? Do you drive it? What if I get to the place and people think you are my sister, I specially invite you to drive the car?"

He Jiayou was speechless for a moment. Sister Ting's brain circuit really made him admire her.

I used to be in entertainment news and film and television works. I saw those comfortable and long and wide cars, but I didn’t expect that I would have the opportunity to experience it in my life.

Of course, Sister Ting has a full-time driver, a gray-haired old man. When she saw Sister Ting, she bowed at a standard 90 degrees and opened the car door with her white gloves. She was full of British housekeeper style.

But He Jiayou saw just a glance that the old man was hidden, his upright posture and his stubborn standing posture. The key was the look that made He Jiayou feel familiar...

This is a trainer.

"Mr. He."

"Yeah, hello."

He Jiayou stretched out his palm, and the driver thought for a few seconds, and politely held He Jiayou.

The car was quite spacious. Sister Ting sat on the sofa next to her and patted her seat. He Jiayou sat over a little restrainedly.

The distance between arms is actually only more than ten centimeters.

"Chairman, are you driving according to the established route?" The driver returned to the driver's seat and asked.

"Well," Sister Ting agreed softly, and the luxury car began to drive without any bumps, and entered the traffic flow coming and going on the main street.

There was a cloth curtain in front of the driver. Sister Ting pressed a button on the sofa, and the curtain was automatically pulled up, which also formed a space for two people to be alone.

He Jiayou collapsed on the sofa, and the fatigue from playing games for a long time came, and he couldn't help but yawn.

"Are you tired?" Sister Ting looked at He Jiayou with a bright look.

He Jiayou scratched his ears and looked at Sister Ting's next move with some confusion.

She sat down, put her fat-free thighs together, tidied up the hem of her skirt, and gently patted her hands on her thighs, "Come on, my general, since you are born and die for this queen, I will lead by example, I decided to reward you well... Come on, don't be polite, just pillow..."

If it weren't for her finally being able to blush and her tongue was tied, He Jiayou would definitely not have missed such a god-given opportunity.

This touch...definitely...

Kill, I dare not think about it, I can’t afford to offend it.

"Sister Ting, what is the occasion tonight?"

Sister Ting sat there with her legs together, and rolled her eyes gently while talking, with an indescribable lazy style.

"Well... it's just some business connections, but what's more special is that my grandparents have a family business, and half of them are related to me. Ah, there are a few bastards who are very annoying. They think about introducing me to a partner every day, which makes me unable to live without a man."

He Jiayou's forehead is covered with black lines...

Family gathering?

Then why should I take him there?

I thought I was going to talk about business in the bar, so Sister Ting took him over to drink, so of course he had to stop the wine for the boss...

"Don't worry, these relatives are not as rich as me. Don't be afraid, be more confident!"

Sister Ting patted He Jiayou on the shoulder and said proudly.

He Jiayou held his forehead with one hand, "Value orientation, Sister Ting..."

“What values?”

"It's OK, I mean, what job I'm going to do tonight, or what role I'm going to play?"

He Jiayou suddenly had a bad premonition, and when Sister Ting smiled and took the initiative to lean over and hold his arm, this bad premonition became even stronger.

"Didn't I tell you before? Today you want to be me..."

Boyfriend? Ah, such a cliché plot, and there must be no good things!

Those "high-quality handsome men" who pursue Sister Ting must look at themselves with jealous eyes, and maybe even brainless people come to cause trouble.

Forget this, those sister Ting's aunts and aunts must have looked at themselves with strange eyes, saying behind them some words "This guy is just a little handsome," "Handsome skin is the same, and interesting souls are the most difficult to be easy." These insulting words...

Sister Ting: "Because I have been keeping a young face recently!"

"Puff!" He Jiayou didn't swallow it in one breath, and rushed forward, almost vomiting blood.

Sister Ting smiled awkwardly and began to explain the causes and consequences to He Jiayou.

A beautiful woman like Ting, who is rich, beautiful and has a white skin, is a wealthy businessman who has carried forward the property left by her father. Her appearance, connotation and ability are almost impeccable in all aspects. There are many men and women who usually want to pick this golden flower, like a crucian carp that crosses the river...

Apart from work, Sister Ting only has one hobby, which is actually playing games.

She was too lazy to deal with the annoying introductions of relatives and friends, so she came up with a somewhat bad but significant solution.

‘Bake’ man.

In fact, Sister Ting just found a "bag-out queen" who is more famous in their social circle. She talked about how men were like at a cocktail party, and successfully 'dyeed' herself. Then she inadvertently mentioned that she had dated recently, which made her change her boyfriend just as casually as buying a bag...

In this way, Sister Ting established the image of a businesswoman in the style of "Wu Zetian".

Although there are still many admirers, they are not as rampant as in the previous two years. Sister Ting usually shows fewer appearances, so she is much more pure.

The reality is that Sister Ting just spent all the time those girls used to fall in love with krypton money.

The uncle who was driving suddenly said, "As the butler of the chairman, I can prove these."

He Jiayou and Sister Ting looked at each other. Sister Ting's face turned red inexplicably and turned her head to look at the scenery passing by outside the car window.

"Okay," He Jiayou patted the back of his head, but instead relaxed, although he was a little disappointed.

"Don't worry, Sister Ting, I guarantee to complete the task!"

"Well! Come on! Tonight, my sister uses the signal of ‘Darling~’. As soon as I shout, you come and hold my arm and snuggle on my sister's shoulders!"

He Jiayou: "Can I refuse this?"

"What's wrong?"

"There is a little bit of machismo."

"Then I'll snuggle on your shoulders."

"make a deal!"

"Bah, who is doing business with you?" Sister Ting spat and couldn't help but chuckled.

A little white-faced person...

After thinking about it, He Jiayou decided to play his true character, which was more in line with the actual situation.

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To be continued...