Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 233 Want to Sleep With Me?
Then, he couldn't help but think of the scene that day when Mu Qingyang hurriedly ran back after calling for everyone to assemble for a long time.

So, it turns out that Xiao Mu went to do this secretly!
As the wind blew, the strips of cloth fluttered, and Zeng Wenjie noticed that the side with the three characters "Mu Qingyang" written on it had been graffitied off!
"What kind of despicable person did this?"

Zeng Wenjie narrowed her eyes, a surge of displeasure rising in her heart, guessing it might be one of the boys who secretly admired her.

"If Xiao Mu sees this, he'll probably be unhappy. I'll go ask the boss for a strip of cloth to rewrite it," Zeng Wenjie thought to himself.

Qin Yixuan laughed and said, "This is a lovers' bridge? That's quite interesting. I can't believe I've never been here before!"

Zeng Wenjie casually said, "Probably. Come on, let's get ready to film and get into the zone!"

Qin Yixuan nodded and began preparing according to Zeng Wenjie's instructions. Zeng Wenjie planned to go for a broken style for this set of photos, and adding filters in post-production would create a very special feel.

Qin Yixuan took off her high heels and held them in her hand. She stood on the suspension bridge, her hair disheveled by the wind, her eyes gazing into the distance with a slightly melancholic expression.

After filming this set of photos, Qin Yixuan was freezing cold and quickly put on her shoes and took the trench coat from Zeng Wenjie to wrap herself in.

"It's freezing! It's freezing!" Qin Yixuan hugged her arms and rubbed them together, looking pitiful.

Zeng Wenjie wasn't fooled. He pretended not to hear and looked down at the photos he had just taken.

Qin Yixuan rolled her eyes, thinking this guy was such a clueless straight man. Shouldn't he have taken off his coat and wrapped it around her? He was still standing on the bridge looking at photos! It's windy on the bridge, isn't he cold?

"Thank you for your hard work, senior. These photos are great, with a wonderful sense of fragmentation. They'll look very high-end with the filter on." Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers and smiled at Qin Yixuan.

After stepping off the suspension bridge, Qin Yixuan said, "Isn't there a farm here? Let's have dinner here!"

Zeng Wenjie still needed to ask the boss for a red cloth strip to write his words on, so he nodded in agreement and said, "Okay!"

Qin Yixuan said, "I've been waiting a long time for you to have this meal with me!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Didn't I get beaten up?"

Qin Yixuan immediately laughed and said, "Don't think I don't know. I heard it from Xiang Yao. It was two of you who beat up thirteen."

Zeng Wenjie simply smiled and did not discuss the issue in depth with Qin Yixuan.

Being good at fighting is something young people can brag about; however, Zeng Wenjie, with his greasy soul, only felt that fighting was beneath him, and he didn't want to follow in the ridiculous footsteps of Brother Long, who "walked away with his intestines in his mouth."

No, Brother Long hasn't been reborn yet. It will be about ten years before Brother Long is reborn.

The farm owner had a pretty good impression of Zeng Wenjie. When he saw him arrive, he immediately greeted him with a smile and offered him a cigarette.

Zeng Wenjie booked a private room, ordered a small hot pot, and four specialty side dishes before having dinner with the campus belle of Chongqing University.

"Junior, I'm very curious, where did you learn your photography skills? Your level far surpasses the entire photography club at Chongqing University!" Qin Yixuan asked.

Where did you learn that?
Isn't it all just to make their muscles bigger so they can more easily fleece people?
As a purely natural athlete, achieving an arm circumference of 45cm with 16% body fat is incredibly difficult! Moreover, having to outcompete a group of self-proclaimed natural, tech-driven athletes in such a crowded arena is absolutely exhausting.

Talent won't give you sculpted muscles, but steroids can.

Therefore, when faced with this kind of question, Zeng Wenjie's answer is only two words: "Talent!"

Qin Yixuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and his lips twitched. He couldn't find any reason to refute it.

“Junior, you’re the Chinese distributor for Marleneia… Do you think I have a chance to become the brand’s exclusive model?” Qin Yixuan suddenly asked with a burning gaze.

“Yes.” Zeng Wenjie nodded. “For some of our photoshoots at the jewelry store, I will give priority to you, senior. Your shooting fee will definitely increase then.”

These words brought a smile to Qin Yixuan's face. She picked up her juice and said to Zeng Wenjie, "Great! If I had this opportunity, I wouldn't have to join the massive army of civil service exam takers after graduation!" Zeng Wenjie raised his juice and clinked it against hers, and then she laughed and said, "If you're the photographer, junior, then I'd be happy to be your model forever."

Zeng Wenjie silently took a sip of juice and said nothing.

Senior Sister Qin's tea ceremony level is too high to call her a Tea Master; she should at least be at the terrifying level of a Tea Saint, and one step further and she would become a Tea Emperor, ruling over all ages.

"Senior, please sit for a moment. I need to go talk to the boss about something," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay." Qin Yixuan nodded with a smile, thinking to herself that Zeng Wenjie was really remarkable, being able to do business with the farm owner.

However, Zeng Wenjie went to the boss to ask for a red ribbon, then rewrote his and Mu Qingyang's names on it with a pen, and happily ran to the iron chain bridge to tie them up.

Seeing the red ribbons fluttering in the wind on the suspension bridge, Zeng Wenjie couldn't resist taking a picture of them with the camera hanging around his neck.

"I'm going to tease Xiao Mu properly later. She secretly tied a strip of cloth here behind my back! I'll show her this photo. I wonder if she'll die of embarrassment on the spot, hahaha!!!" Zeng Wenjie chuckled to himself.

After settling things down, Zeng Wenjie returned to his private room at the farm.

Qin Yixuan chuckled and said, "I recently applied for a position at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, but I don't know if I'll be able to pass the exam."

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her and said, "With your advantages, senior, you'll definitely pass the exam."

Qin Yixuan said, "It's not that simple! To be frank, I'm considered one of the better students at Chongqing University, but you should know very well what level the General Administration is. I'm actually just trying my luck, and I probably won't pass the exam!"

She smiled broadly, seemingly unconcerned about gains or losses.

“If you get accepted, you won’t need to be a model,” Zeng Wenjie said seriously.

"If you pass the exam, I'll be your model," Qin Yixuan said with a light laugh.

Zeng Wenjie smiled but didn't say anything. Just then, his phone vibrated. He took it out and glanced at it; it was a message from Feng Xiao.

"Want to sleep with me?"

Zeng Wenjie was stunned when he saw such concise information.

Seeing Zeng Wenjie's expression, Qin Yixuan asked gently, "Junior, what's wrong?"

"miss you!"

Zeng Wenjie subconsciously said to Qin Yixuan.

"???"

Qin Yixuan looked at him with a puzzled expression. What the heck?

Zeng Wenjie snapped out of his daze and said, "Have you eaten enough? Let me take you home, senior."

Qin Yixuan paused for a moment, then said, "I... I'm not full yet?"

"Oh, then you can take your time eating! I'm going now, you can take a taxi home!"

Zeng Wenjie, who has completely evolved into a dog-like capitalist with no conscience, immediately stood up, turned around and left.

Qin Yixuan sat in his chair, stunned for a long while, then slammed his fist on the table in anger, cursing, "You bastard, what the hell is going on?!"

(End of this chapter)