To go for social events, changing your dress is inevitable.

Wei Xichen took her to make a look. When she was the eldest daughter of the Tao family, she was still young and had basically never attended any messy banquets. Although she loved beauty, she only wore a little girl's skirt and never wore a dress.

The only time I wear a dress is when I was a host, I wore the red dress.

Unfortunately, the people who stood by me back then were still there, but their mentality was completely different.

This time she was wearing a dark green dress. The color of this dress is very picky and her skin is a little dimmer, which makes it ridiculous to wear.

But her skin is white, white and delicate, and dark green is on the back, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a crime in minutes.

The hem of the skirt is spread to the thighs, and one step is the charm.

The shoulders and half of the back are exposed, and the chest is covered with wrinkles.

The designer swallowed his saliva and thought he was such a top-notch fairy.

The fairy even cast a charming look at herself in the mirror, and said silently, "I'm so beautiful."

But her clothes were a little exposed. When she thought about Wei Xichen's reaction, she was a little gloating.

The designer combed her a flower bud, and her graceful neck became even more attractive.

When Tao Ran changed into the same high heels, she felt very conscious of being a product when she walked out and looked at him in front of her employer.

His eyes were obviously dull for a moment, and then were instantly covered by disgust and hatred.

I don’t know if I hate Tao Ran or this kind of self.

Tao Ran turned around and said, "I think it's a bit revealing."

Wei Xichen said: "What are you afraid of?"

Tao Ran could feel the maliciousness in her words through the air. She secretly raised her painful heels and smiled with a good temper, and stopped responding. It would be a humiliation to answer again, so why bother?

Just reveal it, it’s beauty or not ugly anyway.

And it's covered everything that should be covered.

Wei Xichen took her into the car. He didn't use the driver and drove by himself. Tao Ran was sitting in the passenger seat.

The neon lights of the city light up, her fingers pressed against the car window, and all the light reflected in her eyes, carefully describing the scenery outside the window.

She hadn't seen Jincheng like this for many years.

She misses this place.

Both of them were speechless. When there was a grudge, they would be embarrassed whoever spoke.

The place they were going to was a famous nightclub in Jincheng. Tao Ran's footsteps were stiff for a moment, but she followed Wei Xichen silently.

Tao Ran came to such a place for the first time, with the extravagant scenes and the crazy and entangled men and women. Wei Xichen did not respond at all, so she just gritted her teeth and calmed down.

Wei Xichen pushed open the door of the private room, and there was a smell of smoke inside.

Immediately someone started to cheer Mr. Wei.

In the light of Tao Ran's sight, someone handed a cigarette to Wei Xichen. He chuckled and took it. A woman immediately lit it attentively, but he did not refuse the whole process.

Wei Xichen didn't care about her either. She was like a abandoned little pitiful person, standing at the door awkwardly.

Someone noticed her, and his eyes instantly boiled, and he whistled: "Who is this?"

"Is Mr. Wei's female companion?"

The moment I whistled, I became much more restrained and I didn't dare to look at it.

Wei Xi vomited a mouthful of smoke rings, neither salty nor light: "My secretary, let's talk about the important matter now."

Hearing the word "secretary who is clearing his relationship, almost all the eyes in the private room fell on her. The desire and possession from a man made her feel that she could not stay until the next second.

"Beautiful girl, come and sit down."

At this time, someone had already started pouring wine.

Tao Ran knew it was not good to stand by the door all the time, but although she was generous, she was always a serious girl.

She thought about it and sat next to Wei Xichen with a thick face.

Wei Xichen was smoking and spitting out mist. When he saw her leaning over, he moved away with a wooden face, as if he disliked her as a garbage.

Tao Ran was uncomfortable by the smell of smoke, and was also uncomfortable by the scorching gazes around her.

But at least they really started talking about the serious matters, and they were talking about the newly made batch of jewelry.

Including advertising, publicity, and post-sale channel operation process.

The atmosphere was pushed to a climax, and toasting became common.

Tao Ran certainly remembered her duties. When Wei Xichen looked over with a cold look, she stood up and smiled and took the wine glass: "Mr. Wei is not in good health recently, I'll do it."

These rich second-generations had a wink and did not dare to provoke the ruthless character Wei Xichen.

Moreover, the stunning beauties want to drink, which makes them even more inspiring.

Later, for some reason, toast became the theme.

Tao Ran's alcohol tolerance was average and she could not hold on soon.

But she couldn't push it. She felt someone touching her waist faintly. Her face froze and leaned against Wei Xichen under the dim light.

Without waiting for him to stay away, she reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Someone touched me."

She felt the man's body stiff in an instant. No, it should be said that it was cold and hard, and the lazy aura turned into cruelty in an instant.

But soon, this emotion disappeared immediately and he became that indifferent look.

He half-squinted his eyes and watched the group of people continue to drink her. The rich second generation was also fascinated by her appearance, so he just agreed to everything.

"Mr. Wei, do you mind if I pursue your secretary?"

Wei Xi bent his lips and said nothing.

No one could understand his thoughts. Tao Ran was already drunk. She felt that stars were emerging around her. She tried her best to get to Wei Xichen's arms with her last reason.

Don't let the hands in the dark touch her.

He stretched out his finger and pressed her outwards on top of her chest.

Tao Ran was really drunk and rushed over to hug his waist: "Wei Xichen, I feel uncomfortable."

This tone sounds like acting cute.

Half of the people in the private room felt relieved when they heard it.

Wei Xichen said in a cold tone: "Get out."

She seemed confused for a moment, a little aggrieved, and sat upright.

The hands slowly loosen.

The man who just said he wanted to chase her immediately sat next to her with a smile and held her hand: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

As soon as she blinked, she had tears falling down for some reason: "I feel uncomfortable."

The smile on the man's face deepened and his eyes glanced at her chest.

The next moment, when everyone in the private room was swaying, the man's hand hurt and punched his face. Tao Ran's body lightened and was held in his arms by Wei Xichen and walked out.

The people in the private room looked at each other, only the person who was still lying on the ground, holding the almost broken wrist bone, feeling the pain on his face.

The wind was cold at night, and she cried in his arms so much that she couldn't breathe.

He threw her into the car and looked at her coldly.

Don't coax or comfort.

But in fact, Tao Ran doesn't need comfort. She is just drunk and is crazy.

She didn't feel wronged. Compared to the Tao family who was added to Wei Xichen, she didn't dare to feel wronged at all, but her heart would hurt.

It will be so painful that it cannot breathe, and it will shrink to be difficult to beat.

She was tired of crying, and her mind was still muddy. She couldn't tell which Wei Xichen was, and the little brother who was full of love in her dream?

Or is it her smelly President Wei.

She crawled on him with grievance.

His sarcastic expression has appeared particularly frequently recently.

He thought to himself that seeing her being slutty seemed even more pleasant. She forgot that she was wearing a dress and thought that he was a young boy who came to the old district to see him.

She sat on his legs with a little naive look on her face: "I want to drink lemonade."

A coquettish tone.

He didn't move, and saw her skirt slid to her thighs.

He was like a demon with horns, holding her waist with both hands and pulling her skirt down.

"No."

She wouldn't have anything she wanted.
To be continued...