805: C805 What's the Use of Being a Man

C805 What's the Use of Being a Man

Although the young man was young, he was tall and big, like a wall in front of Yan Shu. The strong hormones on his body were like a net that tightly surrounded Yan Shu.

Yan Shu subconsciously wanted to slap him.

But thinking about the fact that this kid was the same father as her, there was some blood relation...

She forcefully endured her anger and pushed him away.

"Soong Mingxun, I know that your acting skills are superb. You can control any character." Yan Shu's face was cold, "But life is not a TV series."

"I have always treated you as a friend and as a younger brother."

After a pause, she looked sharply at Soong Mingxun, "If you continue to be like this, we can't even be friends."

"Sister, I was wrong." Soong Mingxun saw that Yan Shu had signs of being angry and immediately became obedient.

He stood there obediently, but his eyes kept staring at Yan Shu. "If you think it's good to be friends, we will continue to be friends. Just don't ignore me."

"Sister, don't think that I have unlimited fame and glory as a celebrity, but I don't have any friends..."

Soong Mingxun lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes that were like butterfly wings trembled. "I usually can't even find someone to eat with me. My parents are also very busy with work. The house is always empty. Today is my birthday, but I don't have a place to go. I can only come here to find you, sister. "

His voice was filled with endless loneliness and loneliness.

Yan Shu knew that the entertainment industry was very complicated. Everyone wore a fake smile mask, and with Soong Hongxuan's identity, he indeed did not have the time to stay at home and care about his children.

Soong Mingxun looked at Yan Shu with a hint of desire in his eyes. "Sister, can you accompany me for this birthday?"

"I'll make a bowl of longevity noodles for you at noon." Yan Shu said lightly.

Soong Mingxun heard her and showed a disappointed expression.

When they reached the floor and saw the young man's pitiful look, Yan Shu still could not bear it, "Tonight I will let Sui and Jingyan celebrate your birthday."

Soong Mingxun's eyes were like matches sliding across, and immediately became incomparably bright, "I knew elder sister would be the best."

He winked at Yan Shu. "Elder sister, see you tonight!"

Yan Shu mercilessly pressed the button.

If it was an ordinary person doing this, she would probably have already vomited in her heart. However, Soong Mingxun was very handsome. In the blink of an eye, it was as if he was electrifying someone. It was still the kind that could make people instantly fall to the ground.

But she was not interested.

Furthermore, what was the use of being a man no matter how good-looking he was.

Wasn't Fu Yunjian handsome? In the end, he said he loved her and turned his head to marry another woman!

Yan Shu was busy until noon. She made a bowl of longevity noodles and sent it to Soong Mingxun's place. When she went down, she went to the Human Resources Department and asked if Mo Xiaolan had contacted her.

Mo Xiaolan shook her head and said that she did not.

She even asked Yan Shu nervously, "Manager Yan, do you think the other party will know anything?"

"No, you will do as they say. Moreover, if they knew that you told me everything, they would have already secretly attacked you." Yan Shu said.

When Mo Xiaolan knew that there was someone protecting her in the dark, she felt relieved.

At around 3 PM, Yan Shu called the bodyguards who were escorting the children and asked them to pick up the children and send them to a certain western restaurant.

Just as she put away her phone, a figure walked in from the revolving door and walked towards Yan Shu.0

"Shu."

His silver white hair was dyed black and it gently stuck to the back of his ear. His sea blue eyes carried a charming gentleness and every movement he made carried a kind of nobility.

Beautiful and elegant, calm and restrained.

The man held a bunch of flaming red roses in his arms, as if he was a noble young master from an oil painting.

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