Early in the morning, Sheng Jiaoyang was very energetic. He was more meticulous than when he attended a gathering of celebrities in the past. His hair was perfectly arranged, from the makeup on his face to the color of his nails, from the silk scarf around his neck to the clothes at his feet. Shoes, all carefully selected for the perfect match.
She applied the last layer of brightening pure color lip gloss and looked at her delicate self in the mirror. The corners of her mouth slightly raised and she smiled confidently at herself in the mirror. She turned around and walked out of the room in a dignified and elegant manner.
At the stairs, she met Lilith who was about to come up to wake her up. When Lilith saw her, she had a look of surprise on her face.
"Good morning, Lilith." Sheng Jiaoyang raised a smile and took the initiative to say hello.
"Good morning, Miss Xu!" Lilith replied with a smile, "You are particularly beautiful today!"
"Thank you!" Sheng Jiaoyang nodded and thanked him gracefully.
In the restaurant, Shen Zhining was sitting at the main seat, reading the latest financial news with an iPad in his hand. He didn't look up when he heard the footsteps. It wasn't until the whisper of "Good morning, dear" came into his ears that he raised his eyes and saw the tall girl with a sweet smile falling into his eyes. It does bring a brand new feeling, but acoustically...
It makes people want to throw her out!
Sheng Jiaoyang kept a smile on her face and sat down at the other end of the long table. Seeing that the person opposite was still looking at her, she blinked maliciously and cutely, successfully getting a look of disgust from Lord Shen, so she smiled even more.
"Honey, what are we having for breakfast this morning?"
Shen Zhining narrowed his eyes, as if he thought of something, but endured it, ignored the other party, and only signaled to Feili that breakfast could be served.
Feili stood on one side and saw that his boss had eaten very little today, so he stepped forward and asked with concern: "Boss, is today's breakfast not to your taste?"
"No." Shen Zhining stood up and walked out.
"Dear, when will our grandparents come?" Sheng Jiaoyang stood up quickly and asked Shen Zhining in a cooing voice as she passed by.
Shen Zhining stopped, raised his hand to hold her chin, looked directly into her eyes, lowered his voice and said word by word: "Listen, your mission is to deal with them, not to disgust me!"
Sheng Jiaoyang blinked and asked in a lowered voice: "After I complete the task, how are you going to prove that you won't pursue the past?"
"Prove? Ha, you have only one way to go now, do what you are doing right now!" Shen Zhining walked out with a cold face.
"Yes, I'm doing it, but if I don't show intimacy, who will believe that we are true love?!" Sheng Jiaoyang shouted to Shen Zhining.
Shen Zhining paused and left the restaurant without looking back.
Sheng Jiaoyang laughed, sat down and continued to eat breakfast slowly. She took small bites of the sandwich, her eyes half-lidded, and countless thoughts were already running through her mind. nausea? The really disgusting part is yet to come! It was just a vaccination. She felt infinitely better when she thought that Demon King Shen could maintain his composure even though he was so disgusted.
After breakfast, Sheng Jiaoyang moved to the sofa in the living room to play with her mobile phone. She saw many text messages. Many people sent her messages. Several people close to her who participated in Next Top Model together before, such as Wang Weiluo Pu Mingyu and others sent messages to ask her how she was doing, and Liu Lu, who had dinner together yesterday, also sent messages to ask her if she had encountered any trouble, and she responded to them all.
After replying to the text message, Sheng Jiaoyang leaned on the sofa and suddenly thought of what Liu Lu asked her about Weibo yesterday. She had nothing to do, so she simply registered an account and started browsing Weibo.
When she heard the roar getting closer, she saw Shen Zhining coming down from upstairs.
"Are they here?" Sheng Jiaoyang stood up.
Shen Zhining glanced at her and walked out. "Follow up."
Sheng Jiaoyang quickly followed.
A very smooth and spacious road was built on the island. At this time, a private plane slowly descended, taxied for a while and then stopped.
The cabin door slides open.
Sheng Jiaoyang was originally standing side by side with Shen Zhining. When he saw Andy Fryling coming down the stairs, he immediately ran over to help him.
"Grandma Andy, I have missed you so much since I last saw you in London. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see you again. I'm so happy!" Sheng Jiaoyang said with a sincere smile on his face.
Frelin patted Sheng Jiaoyang's hand and said in standard Mandarin: "I'm very happy to see you again."
Shen Zhining walked over. He looked at Daisy walking down with Mr. Shen on her arm, and frowned slightly, "Why is Daisy here?" In other words, why is Daisy here again
"Daisy is heartbroken by your kid. I'll take her out to relax. Can't you?" Mr. Shen said in an unquestioning tone.
"..." Shen Zhining was speechless.
Daisy raised her chin proudly, but when she saw Sheng Jiaoyang, who was chatting happily with Frelin, her face darkened. Although the faces of Easterners looked similar to Westerners, this one She still remembered the girl with short hair. After all, no woman in her life circle dared to scold her. It was difficult not to remember.
Sheng Jiaoyang turned a blind eye to this murderous look. She looked at Mr. Shen who was taking care of her and said hello obediently: "Hello, Grandpa Shen!"
Mr. Shen nodded in response, but didn't say much. His eyes could be said to be quite sharp as he looked at the girl who looked quite young, trying to drive her away with his eyes, making her look ugly, and letting her Take the initiative to leave your grandson.
"Woof~" the dog barked.
Sheng Jiaoyang's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at the cabin. She saw a bodyguard holding two ropes, each connected to a dog. One of them was white with beautiful hair, and the other had a black back.
"Xiong Zai!" Sheng Jiaoyang shouted in surprise.
Hei Bei struggled suddenly, broke away from the bodyguard's hand, ran down, and under Sheng Jiaoyang's gaze, he ran to... Shen Zhining's feet.
Forgotten little thing! Sheng Jiaoyang felt sad. The dog she had raised by herself now only recognized other people as its master. What did she think
Shen Zhining touched Heibei's head and glanced across Sheng Jiaoyang's face, "It's outside to bask in the sun, let's go inside first."
Everyone took their seats in the living room, and Feili directed the nanny to serve drinks and snacks.
Frylin and Mr. Shen sat on one side, and Shen Zhining sat on the single sofa. Daisy glared at Sheng Jiaoyang, each occupying one end of the sofa.
Feeling that the atmosphere was dull, Frelin was the first to break the silence: "Jiaojiao, are you still in school now?"
"Jiaojiao? Her name is Jiaojiao too?" Mr. Shen glanced at Sheng Jiaoyang in surprise.
"Grandpa Shen, my name is Xu Jiaojiao." Sheng Jiaoyang took the initiative to explain.
"Oh, how old are you this year? What do you do at home?" Once he spoke, Mr. Shen stopped holding his tongue and began to interrogate.
"I will turn 18 on New Year's Eve. My mother and I are the only two people at home. My mother is currently traveling and has no job."
"A single parent under age?" Mr. Shen's eyes changed. "How did you and my Zhining meet?"
"I met Brother Zhining when I was selling paintings. He liked my paintings very much, and we started to interact with him later." Sheng Jiaoyang made up with his eyes open.
Mr. Shen looked at Shen Zhining, wanting to verify the authenticity of this sentence from him.
"Yes, it was her paintings that attracted me in the first place." Shen Zhining said.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen, who did not expect that his grandson was still an artistic young man, could only say: "Then take out the paintings you drew for us to appreciate." He wanted to see what kind of paintings this young girl could draw. Can actually attract the cold-blooded grandson.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at Shen Zhining, wondering if she had any paintings that she could take out now.
Shen Zhining glanced at her indifferently and said without changing his expression: "I just want to keep her paintings for myself and appreciate them."
Sheng Jiaoyang shuddered when he heard this, and when he touched his arm, goosebumps almost appeared on his skin.
Mr. Shen fell silent.