Chapter 102

The girl looks about the same age as Lin yishallow. Her height is a little shorter than Lin yishallow. She is white, clean and pretty.

It's a little scholarly.

At a glance, Lin yishallow did not have the impression of this person in her mind. When the girl approached, she nodded her head and spoke in a nonchalant voice in response, "Lin yishallow."

She doesn't like strangers to call her nickname.

The girl pursed her lips and was a little shy. When she came to Lin yishallow, her voice said softly, "you Lin are a skin care product. Skin care spokesperson is very important. I know a few stars and their wrists are not bad. Maybe they can help you."

Very sincere attitude.

Lin Yi smiles, "are you?"

Song Changwen said to her, "this is Changlin's girlfriend, Qianhui."

She sounded like she was announcing.

Smell words, Lin Yi shallow face flashed a touch of surprise.

Can't help but look at the girl in front of her again. In her mind, song Changlin has a dark and deep look. Her first feeling is not suitable. She always thinks that a man like Changlin should find a sunny and lively one to make up for his gloomy and heartbreaking childhood.

But she is not song Changlin. She does not represent song Changlin. She does not have any position or qualification to hope him to find something. She only thinks so from the perspective of God.

He's fine, just fine.

Think deeply of Lin yishallow's reaction in the eyes, bite teeth, raise hand around her shoulder, arm a hook, hook her into the arms.

He looked at Qianhui with his eyes and a polite smile. "Our future aunt."

He looked down at Lin yishallow again, "Lin yishallow quickly called aunt."

Qianhui's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head shyly.

Lin yishallow: "..."

Childish dead this guy!

She ignored her deep concern and smiled back to Qianhui's words before, "thank you for your kindness. If necessary, I will not be polite to you."

There are two reasons why she came out to help.

A narrow point of thinking, she is just in front of song Changwen, a normal point of thinking, because song Changlin.

Then she'll be polite, just a polite refusal.

Qian Hui shook her head gently. "Don't be polite to me. I'm a fashion designer. I know a lot of brokers. If you want to find a first-line flow star, you can do it. If I come out, they won't pay much for endorsement."

"Qianhui offered to help you, and you should put away your virginity." Song Changwen suddenly spoke.

She frowned her displeasure.

The big cousin followed, "that is, Qianhui is a designer of a first-line brand. How many celebrities want to deal with her alone."

His eyes swept the forest again, with a look of contempt.

Lin yishallow's shoulder was wrapped in his deep care hands, and he pulled her to his bosom, and looked at Qianhui haughtily with his chin up. "How many first-line brand designers are competing to tailor it to Meg's president's wife?"

Lin yishallow: "..."

This guy has never let her down in Aojiao's costume.

The smile on Qianhui's face froze awkwardly. She looked at Song Changwen subconsciously.

"Thinking deeply!"

Song Changwen was shaking all over, but finally she bit her teeth and swallowed her breath. Then she looked sideways at Lin Yi and snorted, "I see how capable she is. Can you sell those goods without your help?"

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