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Song Wanyue felt proud when she saw him staring at her.

I am so fascinated by her that I can't even express myself.

She locked her phone, stood up and sat next to Duan Baiting.

Tilting her head, she leaned against his shoulder: "Everyone in the comments is asking who you are, and some people say you are my sponsor. I wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, it seems that they are not wrong. I am living in your house now, using the card you gave me, and even the car in the garage was bought by you."

Duan Baiting briefly corrected: "Your name is on the property certificate."

After a moment's hesitation, he doubted the title in her words: "Sponsor?"

"I'm also a small internet celebrity with millions of fans on Xiaohongshu. Because I often share some brand-name bags and haute couture, they say that I'm a student, but I'm so rich, I must be supported by a sponsor." What others

see as showing off wealth is nothing more than sharing her daily life.

Her original intention in opening that account was to record her life.

I haven't asked others to pay attention to me, nor have I bought popularity, and I have never advertised.

Duan Baiting probably didn't understand and never thought about trying to understand it more deeply.

Then he stopped talking.

Song Wanyue lamented that there is a generation gap every three years, and Duan Baiting probably didn't even know what internet celebrity meant.

She explained to him considerately: "Internet celebrities are people who are very popular on the Internet."

Duan Baiting's eyes were calm: "Song Wanyue."

Song Wanyue was a little uncomfortable hearing her name from his mouth, and was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

He was calm and reminded her in a calm voice: "I am 26 years old, not 62 years old."

Song Wanyue was silent for a moment.

"Oh."

Xi Yang caught a cod with beautiful color. Yun Wei asked him to hold up his phone to take a photo of herself and the cod.

As the sun was about to set, the captain drove the boat back to shore for safety reasons.

What we eat at night is the fish we caught during the day.

Perhaps it was the sense of accomplishment brought by the labor that Song Wanyue ate more than usual.

Yun Wei was controlling her diet, so she didn't eat much.

I went back to my room to rest early.

Xi Yang stayed and had a drink with Shang Heng and Duan Baiting.

Song Wanyue couldn't drink much, so she drank hot cocoa.

They chatted about work and AI in healthcare.

Song Wanyue didn't understand.

All I know is that Duan Baiting has been flying around recently and coming home very late, all for this new project.

Duan Baiting was not in a good mood. He responded incoherently, and his attention was all on Song Wanyue.

Wipe her mouth from time to time or stroke her head.

She was dissatisfied and frowned at him.

He chuckled and rubbed her face: "What's that look?"

She swallowed the cauliflower puree in her mouth: "I know I'm beautiful, but there's no need for you to be so obsessed with me, right?"

Shang Heng couldn't help but laughed out loud with his head down: "No, this is not feeding dog food, but pouring it directly into my mouth, right?"

Song Wanyue said this on purpose.

She felt that Duan Baiting treated her as a pet, which made her a little unhappy.

Unexpectedly, these words had no effect, and he drank the iced whiskey calmly.

There was a hint of smile in his eyes.

Xi Yang pressed Shang Heng's shoulder and stood up, his casual tone mixed with smile: "Let's go, don't stay here and disturb the young couple."

Shang Heng also smiled, and even said goodbye to Song Wanyue.

"See you tomorrow, Little Moon."

She said "Oh" perfunctorily, very reluctantly.

After everyone had left, she made a dissatisfied request to Duan Baiting: "You can't do that again in the future."

"What?" he asked softly.

Song Wanyue concluded that he did it on purpose: "You touched me like a puppy in front of others."

Duan Baiting really hesitated this time: "Touch a puppy?"

She muttered softly: "The look you gave me just now is exactly the same as the way Jingxiang looked at the Samoyed she raised."

Duan Baiting raised his eyebrows, as if he thought of something, smiled again, and asked her: "Really? Then how does she look at her pet?"

Song Wanyue followed suit and imitated that look.

The eyes are focused with a hint of smile, and the tails of the eyes droop naturally in a very gentle curve.

Duan Baiting watched carefully, and only for a few seconds before pulling the person into his arms.

When Song Wanyue smelled the cool sandalwood scent on him up close, she was still a little dazed.

He held the back of her head with one hand and rubbed it gently: "Look at me like this more often in the future."

She muttered in her heart, this man is so weird, he actually let her look at him like a puppy.

But he had a smile on his face and changed the subject: "So you want to be my puppy?"

-

They didn't stay on the island for long. Something happened at Xi Yang's home and he needed to go back.

Yun Wei was very tactful and did not ask him what family affairs he was in such a hurry about.

On the contrary, Shang Heng was quite dissatisfied: "We have only been here for two days, and I haven't taught Xiaoyue how to surf yet."

Song Wanyue didn't want to learn at all. Not only would it make her get tanned easily, but it would also be scary.

She didn't even learn how to stand on a surfboard, and she fell off as soon as she got on.

I choked on a few mouthfuls of sea water and almost died from the saltiness.

It happened to be Monday, and Song Wanyue was thinking about her work.

It's not that she is so serious, but the work is there. If she doesn't do it now, she will have to do it in the future.

Rather than waiting for it to build up, do a little bit every day.

The plane landed at the North City tarmac and the driver drove over to pick us up.

Song Wanyue asked him to take her to the company directly.

Duan Baiting glanced at her.

She explained, "I still have work to do."

He nodded, opened the car door naturally, and sat next to her.

Song Wanyue was puzzled: "Don't you have something else to do?"

"I'll take you to the company first." He replied in a calm voice.

Song Wanyue smiled and said, "Why, are you afraid that I'll be kidnapped along the way?"

He no longer paid attention to her childish remarks, sat down in a relaxed posture, and raised his hand to loosen his tie.

Start closing your eyes and resting.

Song Wanyue didn't argue with him, but looked through the comments under the photo she posted yesterday.

Everyone was asking who the man in the photo was. Although I can't see his face clearly, he is obviously a handsome guy.

She ignored those questions and liked the comments praising his handsomeness.

The car drove to the vicinity of the company and Song Wanyue got out.

Duan Baiting did not ask the driver to drive away immediately, but sat there and waited for a while.

I saw her walk into the coffee shop, buy a latte, and then slowly walk into the company building.

Behind the thin lenses, his eyes were calm.

The driver waited quietly without saying much.

He had followed Duan Baiting for several years and knew his employer's temperament well.

Too introverted and prefers quietness.

He calmly withdrew his gaze until the slender figure disappeared from his sight.

"Let's go."

The car drove towards the destination, and Duan Baiting clicked on the screenshot that Song Wanyue sent him.

He was photographed blurry, but the words below were particularly eye-catching.

Duan Baiting read it over and over again.

It seemed as if those words were more difficult to understand than the oracle bone inscriptions.

He needs to read it repeatedly.

The car stopped at an intersection waiting for the traffic light, and Duan Baiting was thoughtful for a while.

He flipped the screen and asked the driver: "Do you know what this software is?"

The driver was stunned at first, and then felt flattered by this person's initiative to talk to him.

Then came shock again.

When did a man who only has work in his eyes get interested in such entertainment?

But he still told the request respectfully, not daring to be negligent.

Duan Baiting came back to his senses, took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows.

What are you doing?

-Although

he was late for a long time, Brother Su didn't say anything when he saw Song Wanyue.

I guess Secretary Qin informed me in advance that she was on a business trip.

The heating inside the company was sufficient, and the first thing Song Wanyue did when she came in was to take off her coat.

There is a crew neck sweater underneath.

Xiao He saw her collarbone and neck, which were barely visible, and it was a horrible sight.

He asked out of concern: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so red?"

Song Wanyue had just put her coat on the back of the chair and was stunned when she heard his words: "What?"

Xiao He pointed to his neck and motioned her to lower her head.

Song Wanyue hadn't reacted yet, her face was blank and she lowered her head.

When she saw the kisses and sucking marks clearly, she remembered the fierce battle in the tent.

How could it not leave any traces?

The people on the island may have seen it, but they didn't say anything.

After all, knowing her relationship with Duan Baiting, it is normal for a couple to do anything.

There's nothing to be surprised about.

Song Wanyue remained calm and dragged out a chair to sit down: "I have a sore throat. I asked someone to scrape the sha for me."

Xiao He was stunned: "The area you covered is too large. You'd better be careful and watch out for ruptured capillaries."

Seeing that she had gotten away with it, Song Wanyue relaxed: "I know."

There are a lot of things to do at the end of the year, and the legal department is also busy.

Song Wanyue hardly left her workstation for almost the entire afternoon, except to go to the bathroom.

Ever since Song Wanyue drank her fruit tea last time, Xiuxiu started bringing it to her every day.

It changes every time, today it's sweet pear oolong, tomorrow it's cinnamon apple sparkling tea.

Knowing that Song Wanyue is trying to control her weight, I specially made this sugar-free dish.

Xiao He yelled that he was biased: "You only gave it to Song Wanyue, and there was no share for me?"

Xiuxiu blushed and clutched the bottle, at a loss: "I... I..."

She was introverted and had not had much sense of presence in the company after being in the company for so long.

If she hadn't taken the initiative to give Song Wanyue a bottle of fruit tea that day, she wouldn't even have remembered that there was such a colleague in the department.

Song Wanyue pulled her over and let her sit on her lap.

"Ignore him."

She really is like a cat, with her likes and dislikes extremely obvious.

Be cold to people you hate.

On the contrary, if you like someone, you would like to stick to him/her all the time.

Xiuxiu sat on her lap and smelled the unique jasmine scent of Song Wanyue.

Beautiful and bright facial features are placed on an oval face that is as pretty as a beautiful girl next door.

It is so exquisite that it is not even as big as the palm of your hand.

It looks slender, but it actually feels soft.

It's like glutinous rice balls, white and fragrant, and sweet when you take a bite.

Xiuxiu was made even more shy by her enthusiasm, her whole body stiff: "I...well, I still have work to do."

Song Wanyue smiled and slightly moved aside to let her go.

The atmosphere in the department is very good, which reduces the stress and pressure brought by work.

Xiao He was in a continuously excited state and in high spirits.

I don't know what I'm so happy about.

He even put on the clothes that Song Wanyue had carefully matched for him to wear at the company's annual meeting.

Song Wanyue twirled the pen and asked casually, "Is there any good news? You look so happy."

He said mysteriously, "Today is a reunion of old classmates."

"Do you have to be so happy about a class reunion?" Song Wanyue didn't quite understand, but didn't say much. I caught a glimpse of some neatly arranged gift bags under his desk. After a rough count, there were about a dozen. "Are these gifts for your old classmates?"

He took out one and handed it to Song Wanyue: "I made it myself."

Song Wanyue took it out and found it was a pair of gloves. They looked pretty good in red and white.

"You have this skill?"

Her reaction was undoubtedly the greatest recognition of himself. Xiao He smiled shyly, but also with a hint of pride: "My family is not well off. I couldn't afford new clothes when I was young, so I made them for myself."

Miss Song, who had been pampered since childhood, suddenly felt ashamed of herself for the fact that there are people freezing to death on the road while the rich are feasting and drinking.

In the afternoon, Jingxiang asked her out for dinner. Song Wanyue called Aunt Qin in advance to inform her that she might go home very late today, or she might not go home and go stay at a friend's house directly.

Because Duan Baiting also had a dinner party today, she didn't tell him.

Just before leaving get off work, Brother Su asked me to stay and work overtime.

These are all the work that has piled up due to her absence in the past few days.

Song Wanyue knew she was in the wrong, so she could only stay obediently.

Accompanied by Brother Su, I worked overtime until six o'clock.

It was delayed for an extra hour.

She called Shizuka painfully to apologize, and Shizuka said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, I just went to a SPA nearby. You are off work now, right? Just go according to the location I sent you. I have booked a place in advance."

The place to eat was not difficult to find. After handing the car keys to the parking attendant, she gave her last name, Shizuka, and a waiter took her to the private room inside.

The private rooms and the hall here are two different worlds. The hall is for BBQ or parties for gatherings or team building.

The private room is quiet and suitable for dating and dining.

The second floor is more private and is only open to the VIC, not to the public.

Because it is hidden, it is suitable for discussing things.

Most of them are CEOs and directors of large companies who come here to discuss business.

Song Wanyue took out her cell phone and called Shizuka to ask her where she was.

Next to it is an open-air swimming pool, and there is a BBQ nearby.

It gets dark quickly in winter, and the circle of lights outside plus the surrounding green plants really give people the feeling of having a picnic outdoors.

Song Wanyue's attention was attracted by the sarcastic tone of voice.

"Logically, you should treat us to dinner today. You are the only one among us who was admitted to B University. At that time, two universities were vying to accept you. You must have earned more than those of us who dropped out of school."

Song Wanyue didn't care and continued to ask where Shizuka was: "I just arrived, how long will it take you?"

The familiar voice that sounded next made her pause for a moment.

"Sure, I'll treat you to dinner."

Song Wanyue frowned and looked towards the source of the sound.

Next to the barbecue grill, several people sat around a table with grilled seafood on it.

Isn't the one next to her her dear colleague Xiao He?

Song Wanyue remembered the class reunion he mentioned during the day. Was it with this group of losers?

She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Just about to enter the box.

The man who spoke just now asked for a bottle of Domaine Leroy in a casual manner.

Xiao He's eyes widened immediately: "Ah, this wine I..."

is too expensive.

The man smiled and said, "It's just a bottle of wine, don't be stingy."

He even asked the waiter to open the cork and bring it to him.

Xiao He's face turned pale, and he couldn't back out after he opened it.

A bottle of wine costs hundreds of thousands.

I can't afford to sell him here.

Those people burst into laughter, patted him on the shoulders and told him to be more calm.

"You're going to be a big lawyer in the future. How can you make a fortune if you can't even bear to spend this little money?"

This is really too pungent.

Xiao He pursed his lips and said nothing.

His whole face became paler and paler.

A woman walked over.

Martin leather shoes, a black sweater with a dark gray tweed coat on top. Scarves piled around necks.

The long black hair is fluffy and smooth.

There is a sense of exquisite nobility from head to toe.

At this time, she raised her chin and looked at people arrogantly, threw the Hermès bag in her hand into Xiao He's arms, and in front of everyone, she bent down and picked up the opened bottle of wine.

I turned the bottle and looked at the name.

"Domaine LeRoy," she whispered the name and smiled, "This wine doesn't suit your status. You're wearing a fake Chanel with a big logo, and you dare to order Domaine LeRoy?"

The man was so stunned by her appearance that he was speechless.

Then he heard her sarcastic words and frowned: "Where did you come from, you bitch? How dare you speak here?"

She pursed her lips and chuckled, then slowly took out her bank card, held it between two slender fingers, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and handed it to the waiter who had been waiting by the side: "Bring up ten bottles of your most expensive wine." The waiter's

eyes lit up, and while calculating the commission in his mind, he politely asked: "Are you taking it to this table?"

"Take it to the box." She sneered softly, her eyes sweeping over the group of people, "This group of people are worthy."

Huang Yu went downstairs to pick up his friends.

The man next to me was talking excitedly about some emerging businesses.

Duan Baiting sat leisurely, smoking a cigarette with a dull look.

Occasionally I gave a perfunctory response. His eyes were as pure as ever, but his temperament was elegant and easy-going.

Huang Yu pushed the door open with a smile, and said that he had just happened to catch a great party: "Someone on the first floor spent a huge amount of money and opened ten bottles of Supreme."

Duan Baiting took the last puff of his cigarette, put it out in the ashtray, and said coldly: "Really?"

The next second, the mobile phone placed aside received a text message reminder of consumption.

He glanced casually, and after looking at the content and amount of consumption, his eyes paused for a moment.

He reported a number and looked towards Huang Yu.

The latter was stunned: "It's amazing, how did you know? Ten bottles are exactly this price."

-When

Shizuka came, she saw that there was one more person in the box, and Xiao He was bowing to Song Wanyue with gratitude.

"If you weren't here today, I would have been ripped off."

"You are my living Buddha."

"I will have my descendants worship you every Qingming Festival."

He is a coward, especially when he meets those people.

I was often bullied when I was in school, but I thought that after so many years, everyone had matured and their minds had changed a bit, and they would not be like before.

He was still reminiscing about the friendship between his youthful classmates, but the other party came specifically to embarrass him.

Song Wanyue brought him directly into the box and said arrogantly: "Whoever opened the wine should pay the bill."

Xiao He thought she was so handsome at that moment.

But the person who can be admired sat in his seat with a dead heart.

"What should I do?" She threw herself into Shizuka's arms with a sad face, "I was just busy pretending to be cool and didn't notice that I handed over the wrong card, Duan Baiting... I swiped Duan Baiting's card."

The last time she ordered a male model and made him angry was still vivid in her mind.

I stayed in bed for several days before I could finally coax him into silence, and he promised me that he would never go out to drink in such a place again.

As a result now...

After listening to this, Shizuka was silent for a moment.

She was told an even more frightening news: "It seems that there are also male companions for VIP customers here. For a big customer like you, he should..."

Before she could finish her words, the sliding door of the box was opened by the waiter from the outside: "Ms. Song, we provide drinking companionship services here. Because the amount of consumption by Miss Song meets the requirements, it can be provided to you for free. Don't worry, they are all formal and can chat with you and help you block the wine. If you need a woman, you can change here."

She took a step back, and Song Wanyue was able to see the appearance of the man behind her clearly.

She was wearing a white T-shirt and black mid-length pants, with white socks pulled up above her ankles, and her calf muscles were toned.

Very simple outfit.

He has a gentle and handsome appearance.

The waiter introduced with a smile: "His name is Weiwei, he's 21 years old, a male college student, 1.85 meters tall, and an Aries. He's introverted, but very good at acting like a spoiled child."

The man smiled shyly.

"Forget it." Song Wanyue glanced at him, smiled sweetly, and politely refused, "I don't like people who are more spoiled than me."

And he looked like the type who would steal a man from her.