Xiang Huai strode down the sidewalk.
The scorching sun of midsummer can almost melt people. In less than ten minutes, his thin white shirt was already attached to his sweaty back, revealing a proud lean line.
With broad shoulders and long legs, he has a figure comparable to that of a model, but is five hundred times more masculine than any male model with too much pink flavor.
In fact, he couldn't find a trace of powder on his body at all, there was not a trace of it, and he couldn't touch it at all.
Rough facial features, thick eyebrows, big eyes, light brown skin, and a beard that seems to have been left for three days—but it was only shaved in the morning—at a sudden glance, it might really scare people.
"Security?" When they first met, Song Yunshan, who never knew the meaning of the word "euphemistically", once asked directly, "Why does he look so fierce? Is he really a security guard?"
It made the people next to her laugh and laugh, and was terribly embarrassed; and from that moment on, Xiang Huai decided without hesitation that she was another stupid girl who only had information on straws, leather bags, new clothes, and new shoes in her head.
That was just over a month ago. For more than a month, Xiang Huai's thoughts have not changed.
After he was discharged from the army at the end of last year, he was immediately recruited by his father's old friend Uncle Jin, who asked him to work in the security company that Uncle Jin was in charge of.
Xiang Huai didn't say much, and didn't even ask about his salary, so he agreed.
After all, the friendship between his father and Uncle Jin was not a matter of a day or two. The two have been in close contact since I can remember. Uncle Jin, who had no children under his knees, loved Xiang Huai as his own son.
Xiang Huai, who majored in information engineering at the university, can obviously work in science and technology parks, high-tech companies, and as a system engineer in a security company. Although he has not been mistreated, he always feels a little overkill.
This kind of grievance, in addition to the friendship with the Jin family... In fact, there is another decisive factor.
That is... Uncle Jin's daughter, Jin Shuixin, who is also serving in the security company and serving as the financial secretary.
Thinking of Jin Shuixin, Xiang Huai's irritability seems to have received the heat energy radiated from the sun overhead, and it begins to rise and become hot.
Plus that annoying Song Yunshan...
How to describe Song Yunshan? Did she simply use the phrase "spoiled rotten apple", or she listed all her crimes, such as arrogance, willfulness, coquetry, brainless, common sense, waste...
Right, waste. This is a priority!
He clenched the stack of letters in his hand and quickened his pace.
Walking through the bustling East District streets, crossing the streets full of pedestrians and sweating, he came to the door of a small boutique with gorgeous decorations, pushed open the door, and walked in with great strides.
As expected, Song Yunshan was inside.
Her dress is very funny - although her clothing taste has never been recognized by Xiang Huai, her dress today is a bit beyond the "normal" range.
The upper body is suspected, no, it is simply a cute pink lace underwear, revealing a beautiful and attractive waist; underneath, she is wearing a thick pleated skirt of dark green plaid and wool, and there is a pin on her thigh. Large silver pin.
He wears a pair of at least three-and-a-half-inch golden high-heeled shoes on his feet. The heels are as thin as chopsticks, and they can be used as hidden weapons.
Rao Shi has always been calm and composed, and Xiang Huai, who is as motionless as a mountain, can't help but raise his thick eyebrows.
It seems that Song Yunshan's aesthetic point of view and popular perception have been damaged by heat.
"Does it look good?" Miss, she didn't mind, as soon as she looked up and found it was Xiang Huai, she rushed over at full speed like a locomotive.
It was the first time for Xiang Huai to have some respect for her to be able to run so fast on such high heels.
"You..." He stroked his hard-line chin and pondered for a few seconds. "Are you having a little heatstroke?"
"No!" Song Yunshan said cheerfully, "Help me to see, does it look good? These are the latest arrivals, and each one is so beautiful, I like them all!"
Xiang Huai couldn't understand the source of her excitement, and he answered succinctly, "It doesn't look good."
"Ah?" Song Yunshan was stunned, her long eyelashes fanned, and a bewildered look appeared on her sweet face. "Really? Which one doesn't look good?"
"None of them look good."
"How come? This dress is made from Scotland, and it's a royal clothing store and designer..."
"It just doesn't look good." Xiang Huai didn't let her finish, his sharp eagle eyes glanced around the store, "Where's Miss Liu?"
Miss Liu is the owner of this boutique. She usually comes out to greet major customers in person, but she was nowhere to be seen today.
"Oh, she went to help me find another color. I think this one fits very well, and I want to buy one in every color." Saying that, Song Yunshan pulled the pink fabric that wrapped her beautiful breasts, "You Say, doesn't it look good?"
Her skin was as smooth as milk, as pink as she could squeeze water. Well-developed lines are even more attractive in simple tailoring. Enclosing only half of the breast enhancement, with looming cleavage, can make every man's eyes straight and the corners of his mouth bubbling.
Xiang Huai's thick brows furrowed, "No, go and change it. Please come out with Miss Liu, I want to talk to her."
Song Yunshan didn't care about Miss Liu or Xiang Huai's serious tone. "What's wrong? You say! Is it a bad color or a bad style?"
"It's not good." Especially with too little fabric, it's so bad that it can go to hell. His face became even colder, "Are you going to change it?"
"No." Song Yunshan jumped on him with her hands on her hips, she insisted on getting the answer. "You have to give a reason, but if you can't tell it, I won't change it."
Her posture made her waist look thinner and her beautiful breasts more prominent; if it was another man, he would have stared, tongued out, and gasped. However, Xiang Huai is of course not "another man".
He is Xiang Huai, one of the few people who can control this little devil.
Extending his long arms, he pulled up the display tapestry draped on the shelf next to Huai.
Then, like wrapping gauze, wrap her whole body!
"What are you doing!" Song Yunshan shouted, "Xiang Huai! You are a lunatic!"
Xiang Huai was unmoved. He dragged Song Yunshan, who was trapped by the tapestry and looked like a zongzi, and walked towards the locker room at the back. Then, unceremoniously half-shove her and throw her in!
boom! He also closed the door by the way.
"Get dressed and come out." He dropped a cold sentence and turned to leave.
"What's the matter..." Miss Liu hurriedly searched all the way, and almost bumped into Xiang Huai in the corridor; when Xiang Huai stretched out her hand to stabilize her, she raised her head, and only then did she recognize the person coming. "Oh, it was you."
In just a few words, his tone suddenly changed from concern to indifference.
She is a businessman, and she is a very shrewd businessman. She will not give a good face to unimportant people.
Although this Xiang Huai is very handsome and has a great figure, he is at most only a driver and a follower, and has no actual spending power or possibility.
All she had to do was concentrate her firepower on serving the eldest Miss Song Yunshan, and make sure that the money would come rolling in. As for the other idlers, you don't have to worry about it at all.
Xiang Huai was used to seeing the cold side of the shopkeeper, Miss Liu, and he didn't care. There were more important things at the moment.
"Miss Liu." Contrary to the usual attitude that you are cold and I am also cold, everyone's attitude is that the well water does not violate the river water. Xiang Huai did not avoid Miss Liu this time, but stopped her. "I want to ask you something."
Miss Liu raised her thin eyebrows and squinted at him, "What's the matter?"
"I want to ask you, are you responsible for these purchases?" Xiang Huai handed the monthly statement and bill in front of her. The top one was from this store, and the key parts were drawn with highlighter. Get up and make a mark.
Miss Liu glanced at it, "That's right. What's up?"
The tone is very contemptuous, and the face is quite impatient. Looking at Xiang Huai, he just twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly.
But the smile didn't reach his eyes at all.
"I want to confirm. Miss Song bought a pair of jeans for 16,000 yuan, a pair of sandals for 9,000 yuan, and a leather bag for 48,000 yuan at your store last month. Is that so?"
"So what?" Miss Liu asked impatiently, "Is there something wrong?"
"I don't know very well. An eighteen-year-old girl spends so much money in one afternoon..."
"Who are you to her? Why do you care so much? Her father is rich and doesn't care how she spends it. Why should you worry so much?" Miss Liu didn't let Xiang Huai finish, and hurriedly interrupted him.
Xiang Huai didn't even raise his eyebrows, but looked at Miss Liu with confidence, his eyes were as cold as swords. "I remember that I greeted you last month. When Miss Song has no cash or credit card, please don't let her sign the bill. Why is there still a bill this month?"
"It's weird, we're doing business just to make things easier for our customers, isn't that okay? She likes the things in our store, plus she's a regular customer, and it's not the first time she's billed..."
"That's right, it's not the first time." Xiang Huai Ruili asked back, "You've been encouraging her to buy things, telling her that she can pay when she has no money or cards, and then charges additional fees and interest... Miss Liu, Do you treat your guests like this?"
Miss Liu's face turned red and white when she was told, but she was still stubborn, "We give the guests convenience and charge a little necessary handling fee, what's wrong? Strange, I have been in business for so many years, do I still need you to guide me how to do it? Do you treat guests?"
"I don't dare to be a guide, I just ask for your help again, don't let Miss Song sign the bill. Otherwise, if you don't receive the payment next time, you can't say that I didn't warn you in advance."
"you… "
"What are you talking about?" Song Yunshan had already changed into her clothes, she came over and asked in confusion.
Although she is very good at spending money on expensive clothes, she most often chooses to wear T-shirts and skinny jeans, which is also something that Xiang Huai does not understand.
Spend so much money and buy it but don't wear it, so why buy it
However, the thoughts of Miss Qianjin are not understandable to ordinary people, and Xiang Huai is not interested in understanding, he is just working.
If it wasn't for the "superior"—that is, Song Yunshan's father, who ordered Xiang Huai to pay attention, how Song Yunshan spends money or wastes it is none of his business.
"Ask your bodyguard!" Miss Liu's tone was as sarcastic as it was sarcastic, and her voice was sharp, "He even takes care of you buying shoes and clothes, I don't think it's a bodyguard, it's from your father. Door dog!"
Hearing this, before Xiang Huai could react, Song Yunshan had already screamed.
"How can you talk about him like that!" She threw all the clothes she was holding onto the small table next to her, her face flushed with anger, "It's too much! I won't come again!"
Xiang Huai made a decisive decision, and pulled Song Yunshan, who was jumping, and left. "Don't make trouble, let's go."
"But she said you..."
"My job is to watch over you, and she didn't say anything wrong." Xiang Huai easily dragged her out of the store, and suddenly, an amazing sultry heat hit her.
"If you are the watchdog, then am I not the door?" It turned out that this was what Xiao Nizi was angry with. She yelled angrily: "How am I like the door? You say! Where is the like!"
The anger and the high temperature made her pink face turn red. Her skin is white and rosy, her big eyes are light amber in the sun, her naturally curly hair is cut short, and it scatters to her cheeks in an orderly fashion, setting off her delicate facial features... Song Yunshan's youthful aura is so striking Come on, it's so beautiful that it's almost a bit aggressive, so people can't ignore it.
However, Xiang Huai just glanced at her and was indifferent.
He doesn't care what other people think of him, criticize and make fun of him, and he doesn't care how beautiful and annoying this trouble is. He treats everything as a job and has no personal feelings.
What's more, at the end of the summer, Song Yunshan has to return to the United States to study at university, he can get rid of her, return to the office, and only need to face the computer system—
It may be very inhuman, it may be very boring, but that is the environment he is familiar with and good at.
In just over a month, he will be free...
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As usual, clamoring and questioning were useless, Xiang Huai still responded to the changes without change, Song Yunshan couldn't get a response after arguing for a long time, so she had to touch her nose and get in the car obediently.
There is a refreshing air-conditioning in the car.
Song Yunshan adjusted the air outlet, and turned the wind speed to the maximum, blowing at herself with all her strength. Her forehead was already sweating, and her red face was blown by the cold wind, and she breathed out the air comfortably.
Then, she started peeking at Xiang Huai, who had an expressionless face and was focusing on steering the steering wheel.
Xiang Huai is so powerful, he never gets angry or angry, he is always the same icy look, no matter how hot the weather is, it can't affect him, as if he has a portable air conditioner on him, blowing it wherever he goes.
His body temperature might be lower than normal. Song Yunshan is suddenly curious...
"What?" Xiang Huai gave her a sideways glance, and then, his sharp eyes dropped, staring at the little hand that automatically took his arm to measure the temperature.
"Xiang Huai, your muscles are so hard." Not only was Song Yunshan not stunned, but she generously touched and pinched a few times. "It must be painful to be hit by you."
"That's right, so you'd better get your hands off it, you shouldn't want to try something painful."
"No, you are a gentleman, you can't beat girls." Song Yunshan said sweetly. She blinked and patted the firm arm with her little hand, "However, that Miss Liu just now went too far, you should hit her."
Xiang Huai didn't respond, he didn't care at all.
"What the hell are you arguing about?" Song Yunshan asked in confusion. "Why does she look so angry?"
"I'm talking about your billing." Xiang Huai went straight to the point. "You spend too much. Your father wants me to deal with it. I told Miss Liu that in the future, we will strictly enforce the matter of not letting you bill."
"But..." With big eyes like copper bells, Song Yunshan showed an incredulous expression, "But Daddy has stopped me from using my credit card, and I'm limited to withdraw up to 50,000 a month..."
"50,000 is a lot. You are only 18 years old. You have room and board at home, so it should be enough."
"It's not enough! It's not enough when you go shopping." Her little face was wrinkled. "Why does Daddy do this? Have I made him angry recently?"
"Have you made him angry recently?" Xiang Huai repeated it deliberately, with a slightly sarcastic tone, "What do you think? Do you need me to remind you? For example, when you go to a nightclub to play until the early hours of the morning, when you are happy, you invite everyone in the room. drink wine… "
"That, that's because...because..."
Reasons that seemed strong at the time have now been forgotten. Just remember to have fun and have fun, everyone coaxes together, and Song Yunshan goes out of her way.
Simple to the point of stupidity, and easily influenced by the people around him. People are not bad, but they are spoiled by the favorable environment and a little out of reality, plus no one cares about them all the time...
Until Xiang Huai appeared.
"I won't do it next time." She "because" for a long time and couldn't find the stairs, so she blushed and admitted her mistake. "Don't be mad at me."
Xiang Huai raised his eyebrows slightly, still focusing on the road conditions in front of him.
"Why should I be angry?" he said flatly. "What time do you go home and how much you spend each month? I just follow orders. I will take care of what your dad or your grandfather wants me to do. For the rest, you can ask for your own blessings."
After speaking, the car fell silent for a while, except for the small noise of the air-conditioning vent.
Song Yunshan sat obediently, lowered her eyebrows, and stared at her clasped hands.
After a long while, the car had already left the city and headed towards Yangmingshan, but she still didn't speak.
She is just his job. If it wasn't for her father and grandfather's request, Xiang Huaicai would not care about her life or death.
He didn't like her at all, and only regarded her as a computer virus and worm.
But... she...
Driving all the way to the entrance of Song's house on the mountainside and in the shade of dense trees, Xiang Huai stopped the car and did not turn off the engine.
The two faced each other in silence in the car.
"You go in." Finally, Xiang Huai broke the silence.
He looked at his watch and reminded her implicitly that he had other things to do.
"Are you going on a date?" Song Yunshan asked listlessly. "With Sister Jin?"
Xiang Huai did not admit or deny that he did not need to explain his love life to anyone.
"Where are you going?" She turned around, stretched out her hand and took his arm again, her big eyes full of hope, "Take me there, okay? I haven't seen Sister Jin for a long time. Can I go?"
"No." Xiang Huai refused, politely but firmly brushing away that tender little hand.
"But I think..."
"This world is not what you want, it can be what you want." Xiang Huai interrupted her. "Go in, stay home after dinner, don't sneak out, I'll ask Mrs. Wu to watch you."
Mrs. Wu has been the housekeeper of the Song family for many years. At Xiang Huai's request, she has recently become another strict enforcer of the curfew. Strangely, Xiang Huai has the ability to make everyone obey him.
Song Yunshan's pale pink Shuiliang mouth pouted, "But I don't know what to do at night, it's only five o'clock!"
The Song family has a complete set of entertainment audio-visual equipment, ranging from plasma TVs, DVD players, expensive stereos to the most advanced computers and video game instruments. Xiang Huai does not feel sorry for the people around him.
"Get out of the car," he said succinctly. "You must find something to do."
"Who said that! I don't even know what to do! Being alone at home is so boring..."
"Miss." Xiang Huai's voice was lowered, without a trace of emotion, "What are you doing at home, boring or not... I don't care. Good night."
After getting out of the car, Song Yunshan stood outside the thick and sturdy dark gate, watching Xiang Huai's car leave.
The sweet little face was occupied by the thick loneliness and loneliness.
No one saw what she looked like at the moment.
Even if you see it, as Xiang Huai said, you don't care.
Dad is busy, mom is busy, and everyone else thinks that she has everything, and there should be no worries in life. The most worrying things are the popular clothes and colors this year, pocket money, boyfriends... She doesn't even have the pressure of homework.
Anyway, she is a spoiled daughter, with a simple mind, and her personality is naive and shallow.
Lifting her head, she blinked hard, trying to blink away the sudden sour feeling. The still bright sky and the lingering sun pierced her eyes a little.
This summer is so long, so long, it seems like there is no end to it.