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Sang Zhi suddenly changed her expression like in a Sichuan opera, and immediately looked at Shen Yan with a big smile. She got out of the car and jumped up and down, hugging his arm: "I knew Brother Shen Yan was the best."
Looking at Sang Zhi, who was acting coquettishly beside him, Shen Yan glanced at her and said quietly, "Really? Didn't you just say you weren't going to get off the bus? And that you had a temper?"
"No, no, Sang Zhi would never say such a thing. Brother Shen Yan must have misheard."
"Yes, it is like that."
Seeing Sang Zhi hypnotizing herself like this, her little face looked very confident.
Shen Yan suddenly understood why men are so devoted.
He liked 18-year-old girls when he was 18.
He liked 18-year-old girls when he was 28.
At 38, I was attracted to 18-year-old girls...
Simply put, 18-year-old girls are so alluring; they exude youth and vitality from head to toe.
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Shen Yan said leisurely, "Alright, I'll trust you this once. Let's go."
"Yes, Brother Shen Yan, I know where the toy store is in the mall. I'll take you there."
A 17-year-old girl is at the age where she likes cute things, so Shen Yan didn't spoil the mood. Even before the system was awakened, he often took Sang Zhi shopping and gave her dolls.
The piles of dolls in Sang Zhi's room now are at least mostly gifts from him.
While accompanying Sang Zhi to buy dolls, Shen Yan noticed that the mall seemed to be having a promotion today, and he kept glancing at the place where the loudspeakers were blaring in the distance.
It wasn't anything else, but he saw quite a few cosplayers, and a group of cosplayers with long legs dancing on stage.
Those legs...so white...
"Brother Shen Yan~"
Sang Zhi, holding the doll, noticed Shen Yan's gaze. She followed his gaze and her joy at buying the new doll vanished instantly.
Sang Zhi stepped forward and shielded Shen Yan with her hand, using her height to make up for it.
"Brother Shen Yan, you can't look. You can't be lewd in broad daylight..."
"Cough cough."
Shen Yan looked at Sang Zhi, who was jumping up and down, reached out and pressed her head down, and coughed lightly: "Sang Zhi, I'm not looking, I'm appreciating."
"Don't slander me just because I'm appreciating the anime and manga community from the perspective of a viewer."
His righteous and indignant demeanor made Sang Zhi feel insecure.
A hint of doubt crept into my mind: Could it be that Brother Shen Yan is really just admiring me? Am I overthinking it?
But after thinking about it, Sang Zhiyao decided to put the idea aside and pouted as she looked at him: "That won't work either, Brother Shen Yan, if you like him..."
“Sang Zhi…Sang Zhi…You can buy those clothes…I’ll show them to you separately…”
Sang Zhi spoke in a voice so soft it was almost a whisper, her heart pounding, and she looked down at her feet, completely at a loss.
???
!!!
Her words caught Shen Yan's eye.
It seems pretty good...
Although Sang Zhi is under 18, if she were to cosplay...
Narcida...Klee...Pshaw, no, they haven't appeared yet, so cosplaying some anime characters doesn't seem like a bad idea, right?
Seeing Sang Zhi's face as red as an apple, one felt an urge to take a bite.
Shen Yan shook his head and dismissed these thoughts.
Shen Yan, you are a gentleman, Sang Zhi is not even eighteen years old yet!
"Really? I'm really looking forward to it!"
Shen Yan said seemingly casually, assuring everyone that he was absolutely just admiring it.
At the same time, he also thought of Dai Daji and whether he should let her try on more cosplay outfits.
Um....
After all, Dai Daji is quite delicious.
Upon hearing this, Sang Zhi became extremely nervous. She looked up at Shen Yan, then quickly lowered her head again.
It seems like it would look good on Brother Shen Yan too~
This little incident seemed to have planted a seed in Sang Zhi's heart, and as she followed Shen Yan, various thoughts kept popping into her mind.
The two were browsing in the mall when Sang Zhi frowned, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, and looked at Shen Yan with a troubled expression: "Brother Shen Yan, could you help me with this milk tea?"
"Get some milk tea?"
Shen Yan was taken aback. Seeing that he was clutching his stomach, he guessed what was going on and took the doll, replying, "Okay, give me the doll too."
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"Yes, thank you, Brother Shen Yan."
After saying that, Sang Zhi handed the milk tea and the doll to Shen Yan and hurriedly ran away.
"Hehe, this girl."
With a soft laugh, Shen Yan walked to the railing, waiting for Sang Zhi to return while observing the entire mall.
He sighed with regret, "What a pity. If it had been ten or eight years earlier, perhaps I could have gotten involved in the mall."
"Hey handsome, can I have a chat with you?"
Just as Shen Yan was sighing, a clear, cold female voice suddenly interrupted him.
He was quite taken aback and turned to look.
A woman walked over.
She has delicate eyebrows and eyes, a high nose bridge, and a long, narrow face. Her double eyelids are particularly smooth, and her smile is both playful and lively.
A highly distinctive bone structure, with high cheekbones and a clear jawline outlining a sharp profile, yet he is born with a pair of expressive eyes, which, when the corners of his eyes turn up, resemble the cunning of a fox.
Her skin was a cool-toned white, which made the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows appear even more vibrant.
Her long, slightly wavy black hair was never properly tied up, but casually draped over her shoulders. Diamond earrings, faintly visible among her hair, shone with a cold light. Her slender shoulders could hold up even the most demanding suits. Her high heels clicked loudly as she walked, exuding a wild beauty.
Hello, who are you...?
Shen Yan searched his mental database and found that he had not had any interaction with the other party over the years, so he looked at the other party in confusion.
Shen Siyi extended her hand with a polite smile and said, "Hello, I am the editor-in-chief of a magazine. I took a picture of you out of professional courtesy because I was amazed by your stunning appearance."
.... ..... ....
As she spoke, Shen Siyi picked up her phone and showed a photo to Shen Yan.
This is the photo of him shopping at the mall just now.
And you know what? Damn, he's definitely a handsome guy.
Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Yan looked at the other person, feeling a vague sense of familiarity, but couldn't quite place it. He sized the other person up and asked, "So what do you want from me with this photo?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Siyi smiled professionally and nodded, saying, "To be honest, I am the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine. Although I am in charge of women's clothing magazines for many years, your outfit is really in line with the aesthetics of the fashion industry."
"So I would like to get your approval to upload your photo. Of course, it would be great if you could cooperate with us to take another one."
Shen Siyi stared at Shen Yan with intense interest, her eyes full of admiration for his attire.
Those in the know understand the intricacies.
Shen Siyi immediately noticed the extraordinary style of Shen Yan's outfit. Coupled with his temperament, he was simply the most perfect fashion model she had ever seen in years.
"Authorization?"
Shen Yan finally understood that the other party had taken a liking to him and wanted him to cooperate in publishing in the magazine.
"Yes, your temperament, figure, and attire are absolutely the best and most suitable I have ever seen."
Seeing that Shen Yan had pointed it out, Shen Siyi immediately looked at him with a gleam in her eyes: "Don't worry, we will definitely give you a generous reward."
"Forehead...."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yan smiled but did not answer her directly. Instead, he pointed to his clothes and said, "Since you're in the fashion industry, why don't you take a closer look at my clothes?"
"Oh?"
Shen Siyi was quite puzzled, not understanding why Shen Yan suddenly said that, but her gaze was fixed on Shen Yan's clothes.
Upon seeing this, her pupils contracted.
As someone in the fashion industry, she immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of Shen Yan's outfit.
Whether it's the materials, the craftsmanship, the various designs, or the unique logos from different regions, they are all the work of a master she follows, and this master only customizes for the world's richest and most powerful individuals.
She hadn't noticed before because she was far away, but now that she had, Shen Siyi knew she had overestimated herself.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Shen Siyi's eyes, and she smiled apologetically: "It was my fault for being so blind. I apologize for disturbing you."
She knew it was absolutely impossible to get Shen Yan to cooperate with her.
She felt a little disappointed. She had just returned to China and was sent back to work by headquarters. She was worried about how to develop her career when she met Shen Yan, the most perfect model in her eyes.
He wanted to become an overnight sensation, but it turned out he was a rich man.
Seeing that the other party understood, Shen Yan didn't waste any more words and replied with a smile, "Thank you for your affirmation earlier, but I'm sorry to disappoint you, I can't cooperate with you."
"No, it was I who overestimated myself. If I had recognized your clothes earlier, I wouldn't have come here to bother you."
"How about this, I'll buy you a cup of coffee?"
Shen Siyi's only thought was to apologize; she didn't think much of it.
But Shen Yan shook his head and refused: "No need for an apology, and I don't drink coffee either."
"Okay, then."
Rejected again, even Shen Siyi, who was used to big occasions, felt a little embarrassed. She could only bow slightly and take her leave, saying, "Then I won't bother you any longer, sir."
After saying that, Shen Siyi left, only glancing at the photos on her phone before sighing, "Ah, what a pity."