Chapter 591

Name:Scandal Supermodel Author:Xi Mian
Palace from because she suddenly close to the distance, and slightly Zheng.

His face changed slightly for a few seconds. He looked away slowly, then pulled his lips and snorted, "of course not."

An Xiaowan picked her eyebrows and felt that he was a little strange.

All along, when she hated him, he was quick to accept back, never willing to admit defeat. So, she was used to confronting him.

After the cast broke up, in order to make up for everyone's mood, they organized a temporary dinner party.

The location is a high-end restaurant nearby, very high-end.

After going, it was a meal to order, and everyone gradually got familiar with each other and began to chat about plots and gossip.

About who sent the flowers, what is the identity and so on, an Xiaowan all perfunctorily dismissed. Then chatting, we opened some low alcohol drinks, she felt a little comfortable, so she got up and went out.

There are not many people in the restaurant at this time.

However, coincidentally, an Xiaowan just went out and ran into an extraordinary middle-aged man.

"Sorry." She apologized quickly and bent down to help him pick up the things on the ground.

However, the man was stunned at the moment when he saw her.

"Ann Xiaowan?"

"I am." An Xiaowan was stunned, thinking that he was recognized as a celebrity. But the next second she saw his expression, she knew it was not.

The other side's expression is a little complicated, like knowing her for a long time and feeling not very good.

After picking up the things on the ground, an Xiaowan stands up, hands it back and apologizes again and wants to go. But the other side in her just raised the moment, called her.

"Wait a minute. Miss Ann doesn't know if she's free. Can you talk to me?" A noble middle-aged man's tone is sparse but polite. He said, as if he had just remembered, he reported to his family, "I forgot to say that I am Ye Shilin."

Ye Shilin?

An small evening just strange a second, listen to the other side continue to say: "Ye Qingqing's father."

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In the quiet box, only an Xiaowan and ye Shilin sit opposite each other.

There was a sense of embarrassment in the air.

Ye Shilin ordered a pot of tea, the leisurely fragrance of tea gradually spread throughout the room. His eyes stay on an Xiaowan, not appreciation, but a kind of examination.

The young woman in front of her is tall and slender, with a beautiful face with delicate makeup. Her hair was loose behind her, and her temperament and manner were very good. The clothes are very bright.

It's totally different from the little girl he saw in the news a few years ago.

A moment later, ye Shilin first said, "I heard that miss an likes money."

An Xiaowan chuckled, "everyone grabs his head for this thing. Who doesn't like it?"

"Well, I think Miss Ann will like it better." Ye Shilin seemed to have calmed down a little, and then went on talking calmly.

She pursed her lips and played with the tea cup. Silence was regarded as a default.

"I also heard that Miss Ann wants to be a supermodel and own her own entertainment company."

"Where did Mr. ye hear that?" An Xiaowan's expression is still calm, but there are some waves in the bottom of my heart.

"Don't worry about this miss Ann." Mr. Ye raised a pair of eyes full of age precipitation, quietly looked at her, "enough money to establish an entertainment company, as well as tickets for MX fashion week. I wonder if miss an is interested?"