First Lady

Nothing unexpected happened, Zhao Mingyuan was amazed by Bai Ling's appearance, it was so different from the one he had seen before that he couldn't believe it.

Bai Ling was rarely embarrassed by Zhao Mingyuan's look. She cleared her throat, tied her hair behind her ears, and smiled at Zhao Mingyuan.

Alan and her husband sat aside and looked at each other and smiled, with two words written all over their faces: There is a door!

Zhao Mingyuan was a very generous person, so there was no need for the three of them to open their mouths. All the dishes they ordered were signature dishes. Bai Ling glanced at the prices on the menu and was almost scared.

She won't say how much the price is. Anyway, she decided that no one will invite her in the future, and she will never come to this place herself. The food here is not seafood, but money! [

Bai Ling originally wanted to be more reserved, but... when she thought about the money, even though it was not her own, it still hurt her heart, so she put aside her pretended ladylike appearance, opened her stomach and ate it fiercely.

The meal was quite enjoyable, with Alan and her husband Lao Yang active, the private room was also very harmonious.

After dinner, Zhao Mingyuan ordered abalone porridge for Alan and Bai Ling.

Alan sipped his porridge and said casually: "A photographer from the company came to City F before, and he seems to be here today too. I don't know if he's here yet?"

Bai Ling paused for a moment: "No way, you still have contact with people from the previous company?"

Ever since she got out of Yue Wanwan, Bai Ling had lost contact with all the people she used to work with, except for Alan, of course.

"Several people who have a good relationship should come and go often. I have been an agent there for many years. It would be too pitiful if I didn't even have a friend."

"Then why is he here? A man or a woman? Vacation and work... He came to see you specially!" Bai Ling asked with a smile.

Alan quickly glanced at Lao Yang, and seeing that he didn't care, he glared at Bai Ling: "Of course I'm here for work, it seems to be for someone to take a photo."

As for gender, male animals!

"Photography? Celebrity?" Bai Ling suddenly remembered the shadow she met on the side of the road that day.Could it be that Qin Yu is here?

"Well, celebrity, but who is it? They do a good job of keeping it secret."

In the past, Alan must have tried his best to find out who they took photos for, but now that he is not an agent, he is not so curious.