Jiang Ziming was wearing a full outfit of designer logos, and he was quite handsome. He was clearly very confident in himself. This person stopped Li Jing during the peak time for morning classes at school. He lowered his head, a smirk playing on his lips: “Going to class?” Students were coming and going all around, and everyone’s eyes immediately converged on them. ...
Because the eldest son of the Feng family directly expressed his dissatisfaction with the results of the selection, the school dared not post promotional posters. After all, the money the Feng family donated to the school every year was far more important than this event. Moreover— The girl in the crowd was being watched from all sides. Taking off her glasses and lifting her bangs, she… ...
The banquet had to go on after all. No one came to bother Li Jing, so she quietly enjoyed a Michelin-level dinner. During the meal, Song Yuan tried to slip away several times to eat with Li Jing, but with Fu Lingchu sitting there, no one dared to move. ...
Li Jing happily received a piano and also had a fancy Western meal at the club. Of course, it was all on President Fu’s tab. When she left, she changed out of the Ye Yan-style clothes she was wearing and left them at the club. ...
Li Jing was very satisfied with her new mobile phone. With Fu Lingchu’s subordinates’ super strong work ability, the mobile phone card was also processed, and the phone charge account was also topped up - it was just that the phone charge account was only topped up for 100 yuan. Li Jing: “Is this the kind of showiness that President Fu should have?” ...
Feng Ce took a long time to pull his gaze away from the figure that had run away in a panic. He couldn’t say what he felt. In a moment, he remembered the piece of bread that had fallen to the ground and was stuffed into her pocket. A thought popped into his head. Now that she’s lost her meal card, won’t she starve to death? ...
Fu Lingchu sat in the car for a long time, and finally unable to bear it any longer, he dialed a phone number across the ocean. The first time, the call went unanswered. The second time, the phone was picked up as soon as it rang. ...
February, on the first day of school at Yinggui University, the cake shop outside the school gate was packed with people. Li Jing was wearing an employee vest and standing behind the counter, facing a few girls who were looking at her with fierce expressions. “Look at yourself, you’re so pathetic!” ...
Five-year-old Fuguang learned for the first time that raising orchids was such a troublesome thing. In order to cultivate this orchid well, he searched through the Fuguang Palace’s library, finding all the books related to orchid cultivation. ...
“Eldest Senior Brother, the Elders in the Council Hall have invited you to attend a meeting.” “Shiyi?” Nan Feng looked at the man before him with some doubt. The man had the same face as Shiyi, but his expression was indifferent, and he only had respect for him, not intimacy. “Eldest Senior Brother, what else do you have to say?” ...