Chapter 37

Whether it is coincidence or artificial, there is a reward of 30000 for attending a birthday party. Ye Qingxin has no reason to refuse.

She needs money.

From the Hongjia villa, the black mirage of jingboyuan quietly stops under the street lamp opposite.

Mrs. Hong looked at the car and looked at Ye Qingxin with a smile in her eyes. She said, "it seems that my investment will have a big return."

Ye Qingxin didn't answer.

Jing Boyuan is not related to her. No matter what the reason, it's true that he helps her in every way, but she wants to make money by taking care of her.

Mrs. Hong seemed to see ye Qingxin's worries and began to comfort her: "you should not have psychological burden. In today's society, relationship is also a kind of resource, and resources are used."

Is the relationship used?

Black mirage shuttles through the night of the capital.

The leaf was sitting in the back seat, leaning against the window. The car was warm and filled with the faint smell of vehicle perfume.

She didn't agree with what Mrs. Hong said.

Some relationships are used, while others are overdrawn, which makes people uneasy.

For example, the relationship between her and jingboyuan.

However, she needs money. She owes Tai Zhengting, Jing Boyuan, her mother's medical and living expenses, and her brother's tuition.

If there is that condition, she also wants to hire a more professional doctor for her younger brother. She wants him to become a normal person. She doesn't need to be smart or have great achievements, as long as she can find an ordinary job, marry an ordinary wife and live the most ordinary life like thousands of ordinary boys.

I don't know how long later, the car stopped.

Ye qingxinhuishen, looking at the back of jingboyuan's head, "thank you, Mr. Jing."

Jing Boyuan turned, his eyes deep and calm, "go back to bed early."

Light concern, more let Ye Qingxin ashamed, she "Oh" a, quickly push the door to get off.

Looking at her figure like running away, there seems to be doubts in jingboyuan's eyes, but the next moment they disappear and return to silence.

Leaves went back to the dorm, and Dou Wei was carrying a small bowl of pasta on his face.

Seeing her, dou Wei'er's eyes brightened, "come back? Did you find out what boss Jing likes? "

Ye Qingxin shook his head, took the toiletries, and went into the bathroom.

Dou Wei'er stares at the closed door of the bathroom suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

That night, ye Qingxin fell asleep, and the next day he got up with two panda eyes.

Dou Wei'er stared at her eyes for a long time, and couldn't help sighing: "the black circles are so good-looking, except you can't find the second one."

Ye Qingxin hesitated for a moment and asked, "if you care about a person, and that person actually makes money by taking advantage of your care for TA, what would you think?"

Dou Wei'er carelessly: "it depends on whether that person has harmed my interests. If he has harmed my interests in order to make money, I will definitely feel cold."; If not, then earn it. Since I care about TA, it should be a happy thing for me to help TA earn money. "

Ye Qingxin: "do you feel happy?"

Dou Wei'er pats the make-up lotion on her face and says, "well."

At a quarter past eight, ye Qingxin receives a call from Mrs. Hong, saying that she has sent a car to pick her up.

"It's so early. Doesn't the birthday party start at noon?"

Over the phone, Mrs. Hong said with a smile, "you always have to choose a suitable dress, put on a make-up and do a hairstyle, right?"

Ye Qingxin

Ye Qingxin goes to a large shopping mall by car. Mrs. Hong takes her directly to the dress section on the third floor.

The exquisite and beautiful dresses are dazzling with gorgeous colors.

Mrs. Hong squinted around and chose a light blue Organza Dress.

The style of brassiere and girdle, with straight and symmetrical snow-white legs exposed from the puffy skirt, is fresh and pleasant, delicate and smart, like a touch of new green in the snow, full of vitality, which makes people bright and unable to move their sight.

After changing clothes, the makeup artist takes Ye Qingxin to the dressing room and starts to make up.

After putting on her make-up, the stylist was just about to do her hair. Mrs. Hong said, "just put her hair down and take care of it."

"I think it'll look better with some hair accessories." The stylist sincerely gives his advice.

"No, natural beauty is more attractive." Mrs. Hong stood aside, her eyes slightly narrowed, her eyes high and deep.

Ye Qingxin's attention is on her dress.

If she's right... "Is this dress from pear studio?"

Pear studio, founded by Connie, is one of the top designers in China. It includes one fifth of the famous designers in China. Its strength is rampant in the domestic fashion industry. Every time it comes out with a new model, it can set off a wave of popularity.

What's more, pear has been on the stage of Milan Fashion Week every year in recent years, and is also well-known in the international fashion world.

"Miss is so eye-catching. This dress is really the new model of pear studio this year." The stylist is half genuine and half flattering.

Ye Qingxin's folded hand caresses the soft cloth in his hand.

She studies fashion design and likes this major. She always dreams that one day, she can open a studio, create her own fashion brand, and design clothes that are popular with all women.

Just like pear.

When Mrs. Hong swipes the card to pay, ye Qingxin catches a glimpse of a string of zeros.

It's true that ordinary people can't take part in the banquets of the upper class.

For the rich, a string of zeros only represents a dress that may only be worn once in a lifetime, while for the poor like her, it is a wealth that can only be accumulated by working hard and dieting.

It's ten o'clock when I come out of the mall.

Although it was spring, the climate was still cold. The piercing cold air penetrated into Ye Qingxin's skin. She shivered involuntarily and wrapped her tight coat.

Fortunately, the car had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as I got on the bus, the heating immediately dispelled the chill.

It was half an hour later when we arrived at the hotel where the birthday party was held.

Luxury cars gathered at the door of the hotel, men in suits and shoes, women in jewels.

The banquet hall is resplendent and luxurious.

With a smile, ye Qingxin quietly follows Mrs. Hong as a vase.

A vase to attract jingboyuan's attention.

Mrs. Hong's eyes have always been very good. Among a group of well-dressed and gorgeous women, ye Qingxin's plain but outstanding black and soft hair with no ornaments on her head and long waist attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered the stadium.