Chapter 1020 She Admits that She Just Sees Sex

Gu Heng squatted beside Xi Yumo, looked at his delicate side face as if it had been carefully crafted by a craftsman, and poked him with his elbow, "The new female president is beautiful and sassy, ​​if you ask her for help, maybe... "Before he finished speaking, the young man who lowered his head slightly suddenly looked at him.

Under the thin bangs, those long and narrow eyes were lonely and indifferent, so gloomy and cold that there was no warmth.

Gu Heng was taken aback by Xi Yumo's eyes.

He sighed, "It's not what you think, it's just asking her for help."

"No." He opened his mouth, his voice was like a clear spring, revealing a chilling coldness.

Gu Heng thought about his experience, and knew that he would not trust anyone easily, especially a beautiful woman.

...

When Zhou Yuwei arrived at the office, the assistant brought her the information of all the artistes in the company.

Zhou Yuwei spent the whole morning learning about the company's artists and operations.

When she turned to the last artist, the expression on her face suddenly changed.

Holding the material with her fingertips, she tightened slightly until her knuckles turned white, and she regained her senses.

Called the assistant inside.

The assistant saw that Zhou Yuwei was staring at Xi Yumo's information, her expression was not very good, and said cautiously, "Mr. Zhou, what's wrong? This Xi Yumo is withdrawn and disobedient. If you don't like him, I'll tell the director to let him know." He will not appear in front of you in the future."

Zhou Yuwei stared closely at the photo on the file. The boy was wearing a white shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned, revealing his delicate collarbone. His cold white skin revealed a sickly paleness. The broken hair on his forehead blocked his narrow eyes. , the outline is thin, the jaw line is sharp and clear, the eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose are quite delicate, and he was born for the camera.

But he feels very lonely and cold, with an indifference that doesn't match his age.

He is really like the person in her deep memory...

Zhou Yuwei glanced at the boy's age. He was only nineteen years old, three years younger than her.

She instantly felt a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of her head.

The assistant saw that Zhou Yuwei's face was getting more and more ugly, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou disliked Xi Yumo so much.

To be honest, there is no girl who doesn't like Xi Yumo's face.

It's a pity that his personality is too weird and withdrawn.

"Mr. Zhou, you are going to inspect the practice room later, I will notify the director to let Xi Yumo leave now..."

Zhou Yuwei regained consciousness from the complicated emotions, she swept her fingertips lightly over the brows and eyes on the boy's photo, then raised her head to look at the terrified assistant, "No, I'll go there now."

Zhou Yuwei got up with the materials and took the assistant and director to the practice room.

Knowing that Zhou Yuwei was coming, the trainees were all very excited. They were arranging their clothes and doing their hair, for fear of leaving a bad impression on the beautiful president.

Zhou Yuwei stepped into the practice room, with a kind smile on her bright and beautiful face, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhou Yuwei, and everyone can call me Sister Wei from now on."

The trainees all bowed together, "Hello, Miss Wei."

Zhou Yuwei looked at the young and energetic teenagers, and the smile on her lips deepened.

It's nice to be young!

Although she is only two or three years older than them, she feels that she will never be able to return to her former vigor.

Zhou Yuwei glanced at more than thirty teenagers one by one.

She didn't see the boy named Xi Yumo.

Zhou Yuwei looked at the director beside her, "Is everyone here?"

"One of them is sick and asked for leave." In fact, the director asked Xi Yumo to go back to the dormitory. He is not gregarious at all, and if he is asked to perform his talents, he will definitely not cooperate, and it will make the new president unhappy.

Zhou Yuwei didn't say anything more, she sat on the chair and raised her hand, "Let them start."

This time it was just a simple test, so that Zhou Yuwei could understand their respective talents and abilities.

Zhou Yuwei was very serious when she started working, she suppressed the smile on her face, carefully watched the talents of the trainees, and then made a good record in the materials.

It took more than two hours for her to have a first impression of the trainees. After talking to them, she left the practice room.

Zhou Yuwei was about to go back to the office, when she suddenly thought of something, she asked the assistant behind her, "Xi Yumo is in the dormitory?"

Assistant, "...it should be."

"Take me over there to have a look."

The assistant brought Zhou Yuwei downstairs to a dormitory.

She pointed to a separate room in the corner on the next floor, "No trainee wants to live with Xi Yumo, he lives there alone."

Zhou Yuwei nodded, "I'll go and have a look."

After she told her assistant to go back to work, she went to the dormitory on the far right.

Zhou Yuwei raised her hand and knocked on the door.

No one inside answered.

The door was not closed tightly, Zhou Yuwei pushed the door open, and asked doubtfully, "Is anyone there?"

At the table by the window sill, a tall and thin teenager stood there. He was wearing a pair of black sweatpants. He seemed to have just taken a shower. He was holding a T-shirt in his hand and was about to put it on.

He looked out the window and didn't seem to notice the movement at the door.

From Zhou Yuwei's line of sight, one can clearly see the young man's slender and clean back, his thin but not overweight figure, and the lines from his shoulders, neck, arms to the back of his waist are smooth and neat, a bit attractive.

Zhou Yuwei realized that she had been staring at the young man for several seconds. She was about to look away when the young man seemed to sense something, and he turned his head.

The T-shirt just fell off his chest, blocking the thin and cold abs.

That's right, although the boy is thin, he has abs.

The young man raised his indifferent eyes and looked at Zhou Yuwei. His skin was fair, his eyelashes were long and dense, and his silhouette was delicate. He looked milky and obedient.

Of course, in the eyes of others, he looks like a gloomy wolf cub now, because his eyes are gloomy and cold.

But Zhou Yuwei ignored his eyes, and the strange emotion surged up in her heart again.

She seemed to have known him for a long time. His gloomy and lonely appearance was just his skin, and under the skin was his obedient grandma, which made her feel an inexplicable desire for protection.

Realizing that she was interested in sex, Zhou Yuwei despised herself in her heart.

It was impossible for Zhou Yuwei to show timidity in front of a boy younger than her, so she said lightly, "Sorry."

The boy's eyelashes moved, Qing Juan's lonely and cold face showed no expression, "What's the matter?"

"I didn't see you in the practice room, and I wanted to come over to find out about you."

The boy stared at her for a few seconds, and seemed to understand who she was.

Cherry Blossom Pink's thin lips evoked a touch of sarcasm, "I'm worth your trip?"

The sarcasm and coldness in his narrow eyes were undisguised.

Zhou Yuwei quickly understood the meaning in his eyes.

I heard that he was at his peak when he debuted, and that face made countless people crazy.

Could it be that he felt that she made a special trip here because she liked his face?

Well, she doesn't deny it!