[Sunny and cheerful E-person supermodel × beautiful, strong and miserable I-person boss]
[Age difference 8|Girl's secret love comes true|SC]
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Outsiders say that the model circle is a mixed bag, but the new supermodel Ji Muzi is unique in the circle.
The Taekwondo goddess who became popular due to her beauty has collaborated with many top luxury brands within a few months of her retirement, and invitations to catwalk shows at various fashion weeks have also been pouring in...
A gossip marketing account also broke the news that its background is impressive, with a mysterious business tycoon sitting in charge.
Serve it to the stars like a treasure, you can't be deceived by the small fly camp at night.
The public opinion was raging. Ji Muzi said: "Thank you for the invitation. I come from an ordinary family. I have a partner. I open a small bar to make a living. I am old and in poor health, but I have a pretty face. So I have to work hard to make more money and strive to buy a house as soon as possible and marry someone back home."
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Shen Xianzhi was young and promising.
At the age of twenty, he became the mainstay of the third generation of the Shen family, turning the tide for the Shen family, which was in decline at that time.
Until an accident happened, his pride was broken, his legs became weak, and he was not even able to see his mother for the last time before she died...
There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. He no longer thinks about that rotten home.
On the day of the breakup, he didn't take any of the business territory he had laid out with his own hands, and found a remote place to open a bar by himself.
Fast forward five years, and the partners who begged him to come out of the business could be arranged from Sanlitun to Tiananmen.
A certain N Gu Maolu partner said: "I've been coming to the store frequently lately. Why, are you tired of it, your hands are itchy, and you can't stay any longer?"
Like fireworks burning away the complicated thoughts, Shen Xian's brows and eyes were clear, and the fingers holding the smoke were cold and white and slender.
A burning gaze penetrated the smoke and fell on the tall girl in booth No. 7.
"Being idle is also idle. I want to flatter someone."