Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

Yep.

Just to take advantage of this time tonight, let her eliminate all the seeds of doubt in Fu Xiuyuan's heart in one fell swoop.

Thanks to these "loving people", they spared no effort to build bridges and pave the way for themselves, so that they can successfully achieve their goals.

Shi Jin walked forward slowly, and several reporters had stood up very keenly and asked, "Excuse me, this lady, what's the use of this pot of Yao orchid that you spent a lot of money to photograph?"

Facing the reporter, Shi Jin took off his sunglasses and kept only the mask, with a light tone in his tone, using his real voice: "It's for a man who is very important in my life, no, it should be said to be the most important man Photographed. When the time comes, I will personally deliver this pot of Yaolan to him."

"Then he is really very important to you." The reporter joked.

"Indeed, he is more important than my life..." Shi Jin calmly looked in the direction of Fu Xiuyuan, but deliberately avoided his terrifying eyes.

This time, she won't explain it herself, let him find out for himself.

Nothing impresses him more than his own slap in the face of his mistakes.

I hope that after this time, all the thorns in his heart can be pulled out, and there will be no rift between the two because of such a thing.

Shi Xue's heart froze for a while, Shi Jin, she dared to remember Chu Ling! Why is she? !

Chu Ling's face was bright, and he knew that Shi Jin had indeed not forgotten himself. The lyrics in the previous songs were just her incompetence and rage.

Deng Yufei secretly observed the man standing against the light. He was cold and alienated, as scary as Satan, and the aura he exuded was very oppressive.

Everything is just right, and everyone seems to get what they want.

Shi Jin solemnly took Yao Lan from the auctioneer's hand.

A reporter seemed to have recognized her identity just now, and said in surprise, "This lady, are you the little rock in "The National Singer and Composer"?"

"It's me." Shi Jin happily admitted.

"That little stone, the important man you just said...is that Chu Ling?" The reporter continued to guide.

Shi Jin glanced at Chu Ling, his eyes cold.

But no one saw her disdain, but felt that she really had intentions for Chu Ling.

"I just heard that Chu Ling came to the scene to do charity. That little stone, you happened to give Yao Lan to Chu Ling on the spot, so we can all be a witness for you. This orchid is precious and noble, and it is just right for you. Chu Ling's temperament. You really have a heart, you took this picture to support Chu Ling, right?"

This reporter was hired by Hu Lai with money, so naturally he spoke for Chu Ling everywhere.

Support?

Shi Jin snorted in his heart.

Maybe he is dead, she will give him a pot of chrysanthemum, right?

Everyone did not know that in the corner, the man was brewing anger that would destroy the world.

This anger may send Shi Jin, or him, to hell.

And others may not be spared.

Chu Ling has stood up gracefully.

He had already prepared a draft for rejecting Shi Jin, and he would both bluntly reject and show a gentlemanly demeanor.

"Little Stone, I..." Chu Ling said in a gentle manner.

"No need to say anything." Shi Jin interrupted him forcefully, and took out a pair of shiny scissors with a "swoosh" from his arms.