She stepped back and closed the door.

Holding my breath, I went over and opened another one, and sure enough, it was a well-designed cloakroom.

The wardrobe in the cloakroom is very delicate, and the owner's various haute couture clothes and accessories are placed in an orderly manner.

Luo Xingchen didn't find a woman's supplies, so he had to take one out of a row of ironed very neat men's shirts and put it on his body.

As soon as she turned around, she saw the dressing mirror behind her, and the woman in the mirror was pale and her hair was messy.

The long, knee-length shirt looked ridiculous on her body.

"Everyone has his own value, but not everyone has the opportunity to climb up."

She stroked her lips, and Jin Zeming's voice echoed in her ears.

In fact, she didn't refuse this man, and followed him here, didn't she just feel that she needed that opportunity?

To be precise, what she really needs is money, money that can pull her family and relatives out of those debts.

She is in such an environment, isn't it hypocritical to be reserved?

There is a saying that a pretentious woman is like a goblin.

But look at herself, look at her thirst for that high-salary contract, look at her attitude towards Jin Zeming and Jin Zeming's attitude towards her, how does she think that it is not a goblin but a slut who is hypocritical!

How ridiculous and pathetic it is to be at a disadvantage and to retain a piece of dignity.

"Luo Xingchen, life is like a play, and drama is like life......" She looked at the somewhat unbearable woman in the mirror blankly, and smiled bitterly to herself.

When Luo Xingchen appeared downstairs, Jin Zeming was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the bustling urban coastal night outside the window.

One of his hands was in his pants bag, and his fingertips touched a bullet.

A bullet made of amber.

When Chu Xiangyun handed him this bullet, those unchangeable experiences and past began to disturb his mind again.

He took a deep breath, reached for his phone and dialed a number.

"Yicheng, Amber appeared, go and check, I don't want to have a second time about what happened back then." His voice was deep and his tone was heavy.

After replying, he hung up.

Raising his eyes slightly, not far away is the yacht harbor, dotted with stars, which looks a little blurry in the night.

He heard footsteps and turned his head, Luo Xingchen was wearing one of his white shirts.

She didn't take off her skirt, so the underneath the blouse was bulging, not at all as sexy and seductive as the legendary woman wearing a man's shirt.

Only the pair of slender and straight legs under the hem of the clothes seemed to be impeccable.

Suddenly, his throat tightened, and his eyes darkened.

"Luo Xingchen, you are a ......" Jin Zeming didn't know how many lines Luo Xingchen was a star, so he looked disgusted, and began to possess his poisonous tongue again, "By the way, with your qualifications, maybe you are not on the list of third-tier stars, no wonder, what kind of taste?" ”

He began to use a fastidious attitude to hide the indescribable feeling in his heart towards her.

He thought about it, but couldn't find the right words to describe the emotion that was too complex for him to understand.

Luo Xingchen looked down at the shirt on his body, was there a mistake?

This is his shirt, okay?

How did you get in touch with her taste?

"Come on! It's your shirt! She shot back dissatisfied.

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