Chapter 2 Top Looks
Shi Anan sat down and tightly grasped the cup in front of her.

She relied on her own efforts to gain a foothold in the entertainment industry. Apart from being able to reincarnate, how is Bian Yue better than herself?
There was a flash of contempt in the woman's eyes, and Bian Yue caught it, but pretended to be blind.

Shi Anan was smiling at Bian Yue. The big star was used to the world of fame and fortune, and she was not inferior to him. "I have work in the afternoon. I am not like Miss Bian, who can earn money just by drinking afternoon tea. My time is precious, so I will just say what I want to say."

Bian Yue nodded, and sat up slightly, like a good student: "You go ahead."

Shi Anan pursed her lips and said seriously: "Miss Bian, Si Heng and I are truly in love. Can you please spare Si Heng and bless us?"

Bian Yue wanted to laugh, but couldn't hold it back. Her laughter was like a thorn, piercing Shi Anan's heart.

Shi Anan's face changed.

Bian Yue drank a sip of tea leisurely, "Shi An'an, I've seen many mistresses, but you're the first one to step on my face directly."

This sentence hit a sore spot. Shi Anan was so angry that her face turned pale. She could no longer pretend and stood up.

"Bian Yue! Don't be so shameless! What's the point of you taking the title of Si Heng's fiancée! His heart is not with you!"

Bian Yue nodded and agreed: "He has many lovers, isn't it too crowded for Miss Shi to stand here?"

"Bian Yue, I thought you were a smart person! In that case, I don't want to waste any more words with you!"

After saying this, Shi Anan snorted coldly, stood up and was about to leave.

The waiter came over with sharp eyes and handed Shi Anan a long bill.

"Miss, please pay the bill." The waiter stopped Shi Anan.

Shi Anan picked up the bill and looked directly at the amount at the bottom. She stared at the waiter with wide eyes, "Why is it so expensive?"

"This restaurant clearly marks the price, and it's fair to everyone." Bian Yue propped up her chin with her hand and looked at the pale-faced beauty, "Since you're treating me to a meal, how can I afford it without this price?"

Shi Anan knew that Bian Yue was playing a prank on her, so she took out her cell phone to show the payment code, paid the money, and then gritted her teeth and walked out while suppressing the pain in her heart.

"Wait." Bian Yue said suddenly.

Shi Anan turned away impatiently, "What else?"

Bian Yue took out an umbrella from her bag, stood up, walked to Shi Anan, opened the light-colored, dark-patterned forged umbrella, and said with a smile, "Help me sign an autograph. My bestie is your fan."

Shi Anan's face was as black as the ash at the bottom of a pot. He signed his name on the umbrella quickly, then turned and left.

Bian Yue sighed, waited for the signature to dry, and silently put away the umbrella.

She didn't notice that as they were confronting each other, the door of the box behind them slowly opened.

The person Xie Zhang kidnapped today was the most popular person in the Shen family, causing the carefully organized welcoming banquet to be without a protagonist. Naturally, he was afraid of being held accountable by the Shen family, so he did not dare to make it public. He chose this place for its seclusion, but he did not expect to meet an acquaintance - the little princess of Li Siheng's family.

A princess is a princess. Just her back view exudes an air of preciousness.

Li Siheng has been unrestrained in matters between men and women in the past two years, but because he is engaged to Bian Yue, he still behaves properly in front of Bian Yue.

Xie Zhang glanced at Bian Yue. The actress opposite him, dressed in jewels and precious stones, was Li Siheng's new favorite.

At this time, the little pet was signing for the princess. After signing, it tucked its tail between its legs and walked away silently.

Xie Zhang made a "tsk" sound and looked away.

I happened to see a tall man walking out of the box.

"Boss Shen, are you done with the call?" Xie Zhang pointed in the direction of Bian Yue: "That one! Li Siheng's fiancée! She's the one who took off your tire when you were about to leave the country two years ago!"

Shen Jinci followed the direction of Xie Zhang's hand and glanced at him indifferently.

Just this one glance collided with Bian Yue's gaze, who happened to turn around. Bian Yue was 22 years old that year. As a producer, she was used to seeing exquisite and perfect male faces.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't find a face that had even the same temperament as Shen Jinci.

It is a tiny glimmer of light falling on the white snow that never melts, covering up the icy indifference of its essence with flawless aristocratic upbringing.

His skin was very fair, but his eyebrows and eyes were heavily painted. They should have been a pair of gentle eyes, but they were so gloomy that people were afraid to look into their eyes.

Top-notch looks, but unpredictable cunning.

Xie Zhang is 185cm tall, and he is a little taller than Xie Zhang. Standing next to Xie Zhang, who has red lips and white teeth, Xie Zhang, who usually looks steady, looks like a simple child.

Bian Yue had never seen him in any public occasion, but the moment she saw him, she knew that the man was definitely not an ordinary nobleman.

As soon as they missed each other, Bian Yue's heart was alarmed. She instinctively didn't want to have anything to do with this man, so she ran away holding her umbrella.

Xie Zhang was a man who never shirked his responsibility, so he enthusiastically called out to Bian Yue and said, "Hey! Bian Yue! Are you out to destroy the flowers again?"

Bian Yue paused, stared at Xie Zhang with almond-shaped eyes, and said word by word: "I will destroy your head."

After saying that, he left without any hesitation.

Xie Zhang stood there in a daze, having been scolded for a long time without coming to his senses. At this moment, he finally widened his eyes and looked at Shen Jinci angrily.

"Is this girl crazy?" Xie Zhang laughed angrily: "She used to be so well behaved, but now she keeps cursing!"

Shen Jinci's face was calm and stern, and he did not react. He walked calmly downstairs.

His temperament was outstanding and profound, and just by walking like this, it was inevitable that women would look at him sideways.

Xie Zhang sighed and followed, lowering his head and inadvertently seeing the lighter in Shen Jinci's hand.

The red plastic hard shell looks like trash from the last century.

Xie Zhang thought it was of low taste after just one look, and he didn't know what Shen Jinci was thinking.

"Why are you still using this lighter? I remember you used this when you went abroad two years ago." Xie Zhang said in surprise, "How can the oil in this broken plastic be so durable?"

The man withdrew his hand holding the lighter and walked out of the ship. The drizzle in the sky was like silk.

Shen Jinci bit the cigarette at the corner of his lips and casually lit the fire with his hand. The flame jumped out and shone on the cold silver nude ring on his index finger, which was slender and porcelain white.

He tilted his head slightly, lit a cigarette, and a flash of scarlet appeared in the gloomy sky.

Such smooth movements have an unspeakable sexiness.

Xie Zhang gathered his coat and sighed, "If I had known I would run into that bastard Bian Yue, I would have gone to the high seas to eat dead fish with eyes rolling back instead of coming here."

The black Maybach is longer than the common style, and the license plate number is a consecutive 1. It is parked steadily on the side of the road.

The waiter got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

Shen Jinci put out the cigarette he had taken a few puffs of, with an elegant posture like a medieval nobleman.

He bent down and went in.

Xie Zhang came over and saw Shen Jinci occupying the seat near the door. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Mr. Shen, please come in closer, otherwise how can I sit?"

Shen Jinci's face was half-hidden in the car, with light and shadow scattered around, and his emotions became increasingly unpredictable.

His lips were dull: "Push."