Chapter 1659: The beautiful young master

Sister Mai narrowed his eyes and stared at his hand. He didn't take off his gloves all the way, even in the car.
......
Ji Mianmian spent a whole day in the air, her mind flashed Ye Shaoguang and Mu Rongmian. The two people kept overlapping.
When dark came home, she called Yan Qingsi.
"Sister Qingsi, don't look for it, I saw that person."
Yan Qingsi was playing with almonds. When Ji Mianmian said that, her smile disappeared. Little Almond grinned and saw that Yan Qingsi changed her face. She was frightened and looked at her with her mouth open.
Yan Qingsi beckoned Yue Tingfeng to take her son away. She asked, "Are you meeting at the award ceremony?"
"Well, that's him ..." Ji Mianmian remembered wearing gloves to him today, a smile appeared on his face.
Yan Qingsi busy asked: "Where did you see this time?"
Ji Mianmian said: "At work, he is the newly signed artist of Mai Mai."
Yan Qingsi stared, I went and hit the door myself.
"It's ... it's so good ..."
"Yeah, it's a coincidence."
Yan Qingsi didn't feel right. It happened to be a bit too much. "What's his name?"
"Murong Mian, it's not a word with me, he's sleeping."
Yan Qingsi's head turned twice more: "Oh ... it's pretty destined, that's OK, I'll go back in two days and see my little master."
After hanging Ji Mianmian's phone, Yan Qingsi quickly called Ms. Mai: "Send me a photo of my beautiful young master and his resume."
Sister Mai was having a meal. When she heard Yan Qingsi's voice urgent, she asked, "What's wrong?"
"You tell me first, did he feel wrong when he met with Mian Mian?"
Sister Mai put down her chopsticks: "Yes, it's strange to say, they obviously met for the second time, but ... it's not like they just met, Mian Mian is too good for him."
"Then send it to me, and I'll let him check him."
"Okay! Wait a minute."
Mu Rongmian's face and resume were stored on her mobile phone, and she forwarded it directly to Yan Qingsi.
Yan Qingsi opened it for a look and took a breath: "It really looks good ..."
The photo is a half-length photo taken with a mobile phone. It is not at all refined and retouched with a high-definition camera. The cold appearance, like ice and snow, is exquisite and impeccable.
"Who looks good?" Yue Tingfeng approached, and when he saw it was a man, his face immediately turned black. "Where is this good? No one can tell whether it is a man or a woman. Look at that white face, like a ghost."
Yan Qingsi glanced at him: "This is the person Mian Mian met at the awards ceremony that day, now it is my little master, don't you think it's too coincidental?"
"No ... coincidentally?"
Ji Mianmian opened Mu Rongmian's personal resume. The resume was short, except for the name, age, gender, blood type, and returnees.
Yan Qingsi dropped her phone: "Is it better to register a Weibo account than this?"
Yue Tingfeng picked it up and looked at it twice: "Find someone to check."
"Check, you must check. I'll see if this kid is him."
Yue Tingfeng picked up Yan Qingsi's mobile phone: "I cut Su."
Yan Qingsi stopped him: "Wait ... or don't cut Su first, I'll let Yu Chi check it."
"why?"
Yan Qingsi poked Yue Tingfeng's forehead: "Do you think Su Zhan is just guilty to Mian Mian, do you want to atone for sin? Don't be silly ..."