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After a long while, Yi Yan didn't open her eyes, but still said, "I heard that Yacheng has no endorsement for the second half of the year. If you want, I can let you go."

Yacheng Men's Wear is a big brand. It lacks domestic spokespersons. It wants first-line stars, and Ji Yang is indeed not qualified.

She needs to make connections, but in fact she is not willing to do such things, which is easy to be caught.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it." Ji Yang pulled the quilt again, and his tone was a little hard, "I don't like clothes of that brand."

"Are you sure?" She looked at him and asked in a dragging tone. It was not harsh, but with a hint of charm, a bit like coaxing.

Since she said it, she was sure to help him get it.

The little wild cat still needs to be fed some sugar.

The one in her house is particularly wild, otherwise it will explode.

"Sure, no need." Ji Yang turned around and looked at her, not wanting to joke at all, "I won't go."

Yi Yan could see at a glance that he was still angry, and there was also a kind of anger that was angered by her words just now.

He overestimated himself a little, especially this year, and he was a little arrogant.

She didn’t say anything else, “Okay, let’s go to sleep.”

Ji Yang: “…”

He turned over several times, getting even angrier, and angrily pulled the quilt up.

Yi Yan, who was awake with her eyes closed, wanted to laugh.

Chapter 565 The Female CEO’s Little Wolf Dog (3)

The next day.

When Yi Yan got up, there was no one beside the bed.

She reached out and touched it, but there was no temperature. It seemed that she woke up very early.

When Ji Yang got up, he would keep his voice low and leave alone, fearing that he would wake her up and cause trouble.

He got up and walked to the bathroom.

There was a sticky note on the mirror, “Breakfast is on the table.”

Compared to yesterday, there was only this sentence. Yi Yan was a little surprised. Ji Yang had a poor patience. If he didn’t achieve his goal, he would be angry and embarrassed. Why would he cook breakfast for her?

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she changed her clothes, put on some light makeup, and walked out.

Passing the living room, she smelled the fragrance.

She raised her legs and walked towards the dining table.

She opened the lid on the table, and there was a bowl of porridge on it, with chopped green onions sprinkled on top, which looked pretty good.

Yesterday's porridge was delicious, and she didn't expect Ji Yang to have such a skill.

She put her bag on a chair beside her and sat down.

Today's porridge was eggs and lean meat, cooked just right, and it tasted no worse than the ones in high-end hotels outside.

One bite after another.

After a while, it was all gone.

She picked up her phone and transferred one million to Ji Yang.

Since she didn't agree to last night's matter, Ji Yang got up to cook breakfast for her, probably with resentment and reluctance, and comforted this wild cat who was about to get angry.

As soon as she got into the car, her phone prompted that there was a text message.

She clicked it and saw that Ji Yang had transferred the one million back.

She squinted her eyes slightly, transferred five million directly, and sent him a message at the same time, "Didn't you see a sports car last time? The red one looks good."

The sponsor is the sponsor, and he is generous.

"Buzz." The phone received another message, and Ji Yang transferred the five million back.

Reply to her on WeChat: "The film remuneration was paid today, it's settled."

Yi Yan put one hand on the steering wheel, tapping lightly with her slender fingers, staring at the chat page on her phone.

Her narrow and seductive eyes were slightly gloomy, and her red lips were tightly pursed.

Between the lines, this boy was still a little angry. Could it be that he still needed her to coax him?

Yi Yan smiled coldly and replied with one word, "Yeah."

She had to treat him.

Ji Yang replied quickly, "Breakfast is on the table, have you eaten it?"

"It's delicious." This is the truth.

"Exclusive craftsmanship." Ji Yang seemed a little proud, and replied, "I'm going to shoot, chat later."

Yi Yan put the phone aside, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove forward.

She didn't know what Ji Yang was thinking, his emotions were unpredictable, and she was too lazy to guess.

*

"All departments, get ready."

"Get in position."

...

The director was shouting with a loudspeaker, gesturing and hoarsely, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you can't finish the filming, you have to work overtime."

When it comes to overtime, everyone moves faster.

Ji Yang put his phone in his pocket, stood up and walked forward.

On the other side, a woman in a red suspender skirt also walked forward. The waist design, irregular skirt hem, and the collarbone exposed in front of her chest added a bit of sexiness.

She walked onto the stage in stilettos.

As soon as Ji Yang stood, she reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulder, posing for the camera, and a soft voice came, "I heard that you are being kept by Yi Yan?"

Yi Ling said while observing Ji Yang from the corner of her eye.

The two had never acted together in a play, and had never met before. Today was the first time they worked together to shoot an advertisement.

Ji Yang was indeed a bit good-looking, very restrained, and when he stood there quietly, he still had a bit of cold and noble temperament.

He just doesn't talk much, which gives people a feeling of being a little arrogant, but at the same time, it also adds a unique charm.

"Come closer." The director instructed, stretched out his two hands and made a close-together gesture.

Yi Yan raised her red lips and moved closer to him, smelling a faint smell of tobacco on him.

Not pungent, quite nice.

Ji Yang put one hand in his pocket, looked ahead, and a low and mellow voice sounded, with a hint of doubt, "Yi Yan? Who is it?"

"You don't know?" Yi Ling looked at him sideways, full of disbelief.

What her brother said to her couldn't be false.

Yi Yan actually has a man too.

"Xiao Ling, look ahead, look ahead." The director said softly, with a flattering look on his face.

There was no other way, this was the second daughter of the Yi family, that is, the little princess, and she entered the entertainment industry purely for entertainment, so she had to be worshipped.

Yi Ling looked ahead again, and put her hand on Ji Yang's chest.