Chapter 1259: Don’t Ride on Charity Carts

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But if they have to travel to several places a day, they can't just take a taxi all the time. What if the taxi is not easy to take, what if there are many people that day, what if someone recognizes Yan Huan and something happens?

"Miss Yan..." The assistant wanted to say something to Yan Huan, but Yan Huan fell asleep with her eyes closed.

In fact, the assistant didn't know that Yan Huan was not sleepy now. She just didn't want to talk, because no matter how much she talked, it would be of little use. No matter how many cars she bought, she would never be able to drive them because Qin Xiaoyue would If you drive the car away, the larger ones will be sold to the dealer, and the newest ones will be driven by yourself.

So in the end, it was just that she spent money, but others were enjoying it.

The car stopped before it reached the door, and then they walked out. Just like what the assistant said, an ordinary car can't drive within a few steps of a sentry.

Yan Huan stepped on her 14-centimeter high-heeled shoes. For several stops, one foot was deeper and one foot was shallower. It was quite hard to walk. This kind of shoes is really good for dressing up. It can show a certain temperament, but If you want to use it to walk, it really takes a lot of courage, and she obviously doesn't have much courage.

Celebrities are like this, they look glamorous on the outside, but who knows how they are riddled with holes or thorns along the way on the inside.

In the past, it didn't matter that Yan Huan could stand in such high heels for more than twenty hours. This is the price of beauty, this is the price of being an actor, and of course, this is the professional ethics of actors like them.

They want to be beautiful, they want to be attractive, and they also need high heels, especially if she is too tall. If others wear 15 centimeters, she will want 18 centimeters. If others wear 18 centimeters, she will want high heels. Wear twenty centimeters.

Others wear 20 centimeters, but she can walk on stilts.

"Miss Yan, are you okay?"

The assistant looked at Yan Huan's feet and felt very distressed. These shoes were used to hold ABCs, but they were not used for walking. Yan Huan had been walking in these shoes for such a long time, and her feet were still strong. Live?

There was some sweat on Yan Huan's forehead, and she stopped.

Then he raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead

Isn't this all obvious, so why ask?

With a whoosh, a car passed by them.

"Miss Yan, that's Mr. Lu Yi's car," the assistant pointed to the car quickly, almost exclaiming with excitement.

"I saw it," Yan Huan fanned the wind with her hands. In fact, she didn't want to take a step now, but if she didn't, the road was still so long. It was so long that she couldn't go home. Is it possible? If she didn't leave, would she have to crawl? But she couldn't get up, and she didn't want to move.

The black Hummer in front stopped.

When the assistant saw it, he quickly grabbed Yan Huan and said, "Miss Yan, the car has stopped. It must be waiting for us. Let's go quickly. If we walk slowly, what will happen if we get in the car and drive away?"

Really, you can’t blame the assistant for this.

They have been standing all day today, and have accomplished nothing, so they will not say anything. Now they are tired and thirsty, and they really want to go back earlier.

If Cha Zha were to go back at the same speed as their current turtles, they would probably have to walk for another hour. Who could bear it?

Li Huan was being pulled by Li Li, and her feet were almost numb. Now every step she took was really like walking on a sharp knife. Every step she took was almost bloody, but again There is no way, who made her wear such a high pair of shoes today? If it were flat shoes, she could run now.

The assistant had already run to the car, and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Lu, can't we take a ride?"

The car window rolled open, revealing Lu Yi's almost expressionless face.

The assistant suddenly became embarrassed. Is this OK or not? Is it OK or not? If not, why do you want to park the car here? Do you want to find a place to go to the toilet? But if you want to pull them If so, can you give me a reply?

The assistant even lost his embarrassed smile.

She couldn't laugh anymore.

At this time, the rear car glass also rolled down.

She was a woman with very high cheekbones and neatly combed hair, but she looked like Master Jue's wife no matter how she looked. And with this woman's appearance, it was really hard to tell how old she was.

Are you forty, fifty, or older?

"When the car stopped, didn't I just ask you to come up?" The woman took care of Yan Huan for a long time, and her mean cheekbones also protruded upward.

"However, you can only sit one person," the woman pointed to the seat in front of her with the pen in her hand, "I'm using the back now. I have to correct my students' homework so as not to damage my papers."

And when she said the word "student", her tone was obviously a little higher. This obviously gave her a sense of superiority. No matter how high she was, or where she was high, in the end, At least, she has this sense of superiority that Yan Huan does not have.

Miss Yan, come up quickly. The assistant quickly opened the car door, and sure enough, the seat was empty.

I can still leave, I just need to walk back by myself.

Oh, that Miejue Shitai said lightly, and no one knew what that meant, but even a fool could hear that she was very unwelcome to them.

"If you want to get in, hurry up, I have something to do later," she lowered her head again, looking at the test paper on her lap and said, with obvious impatience in her tone

Soon, the car window was rolled up again.

And now she gave people the feeling that Yan Huan was begging.

"Miss Yan," the assistant urged Yan Huan again, "Hurry up and get in the car. If you don't get in the car, will you still go? This will break your legs."

Yan Huan pursed her red lips hard. She didn't know what she felt at this time, but there was a breath of air running out of her heart, and then it hit her heart from time to time.

She looked at Ming Fang lightly, and then kicked off her shoes.

One, two.

Then she bent down and lifted up both shoes.

Then she would walk forward.

She doesn't eat anything except what she has brought, nor does she ride in charity cars.

She hasn't reached the point of begging to ride in other people's cars. Even if she does, she may still be ridiculed along the way.

Women need to have connotation.

Women need to be knowledgeable.

Women also need to be cultured.

Yes, she doesn't have connotation, she doesn't have knowledge, she doesn't have much culture, but it doesn't bother her. She teaches in her university and shoots her movies.