After being bound to the Shenhao system, the fake daughter has a billionaire's worth

The rafting is over.

Several people were almost wet.

The tour guide took them to the rest room to dry their clothes.

Sheng Yan and others who still had their raincoats were fine, they were dried in a while.

Qi Yu and Lu Jian Yang, two drowned rats, took almost half an hour to dry their clothes.

Sheng Yan was too lazy to wait and went to the store to buy two ready-made sets for them.

System: "The host spent 10,000 yuan for Lu Jianyang, and the cashback amount of 1,000 yuan has arrived in the account."

System: "The host spent 10,000 yuan for Qi Yu, and the cashback amount of 1,000 yuan has arrived in the account."

The sporty and casual style is quite in line with their temperament.

As soon as I put it on, I immediately felt like a sunny boy.

The cold aura on Qi Yu's body dissipated a lot.

Sheng Yan praised: "Qi Yu, you look good in pink, that's how you will wear it from now on."

Qi Yu: "..."

Looking at Lu Jianyang, the color is the same pink as him.

The prints on the clothes include a rabbit police officer and a cunning fox.

It looks awkward no matter how you look at it.

"Look, look, they're wearing Adidas's co-branded couple's style!"

"OMG, they are so good-looking! This is GAY! Those ugly ones can only be considered gay!"

Two girls passed by and turned around frequently with exaggerated expressions.

Lu Jianyang: "..."

Qi Yu: "..."

Lu Jianyang took off his clothes and threw them away: "I don't want it!"

Qi Yu originally wanted to take off his clothes, but when he saw Lu Jianyang taking off his clothes, he stopped taking off his clothes.

Sheng Yan stood nearby, covering her mouth and laughing wildly.

To be honest, she didn't think much about it when she bought clothes.

I picked up two sets at random.

After being reminded by the two young ladies, looking at Lu Jianyang and Qi Yu, they looked quite similar.

Sheng Yan was stunned.

Lu Jianyang took off his clothes and was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt.

When the wind blows, goosebumps come out.

He grabbed Sheng Yan's arm and said, "Buy me other clothes." He dragged Sheng Yan away.

It's approaching noon.

Several people visited three theme parks and played seven or eight entertainment projects in one go.

All a little tired.

Sit and relax while watching the floats.

Qiao Yan and Han Qi went to the restaurant to order first.

Qi Yu thought the float parade was childish, so he stayed for a while and then found an excuse to leave.

There were only four left of the seven.

Xu Zhe sat next to Xu He and wiped his brother's sweat with a towel.

Xu He held an oversized wave candy and licked it with gusto.

Lu Jianyang sat alone, a little bored, and kept kicking the stones under his feet.

The weather is nice today. Although it is cold, there is enough sunshine, which makes me feel warm.

Sheng Yan took off his beret and rubbed his hair that was weighed down by the hat.

Long curly hair becomes instantly voluminous.

Hanging on the shoulders, lazy and casual.

Sheng Yan leaned back on the chair, her eyelids were drooped, her eyes were bleak, and she had lost interest in everything she was looking at.

The music of "Merry Christmas" was all around. After listening to it for a long time, Sheng Yan didn't feel the spirit of Christmas. Instead, she felt like someone had implanted the music in her mind in a despicable way.

She curled her lips and her eyes gradually became dull.

"This lady."

I don't know how long it took, but a man walked up to Sheng Yan.

Lu Jianyang heard the sound and looked over.

He is a very thin man, about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, very tall but thin. The clothes he wears give him a very empty feeling.

He looked at Sheng Yan warmly, with a silly smile on his face.

Strike up a conversation?

Lu Jianyang frowned.

Sheng Yan raised her eyelids, not recognizing the person, and moved her brows slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

The man smiled sheepishly: "My name is Yan Jie, and I am the supervisor of Disney. Please forgive me for being presumptuous. I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"Sorry, I'm not free." Sheng Yan politely refused. She is here to have fun and is not interested in doing other people a favor.

"It's like this. We have a problem with our float parade staff. Now we need a cartoon princess. I just saw that you are very beautiful, so I took the liberty to interrupt you."

Yan Jie's face turned pale and he tried to persuade Sheng Yan: "If you can help, I can pay you the corresponding salary and give you a VIP card for free admission to the park for one year. Do you think that's okay?"

Pretending to be a princess?

Sheng Yan was even less interested.

I was just about to continue to refuse.

"Director Yan."

I heard another boy's voice.

Very familiar, like I’ve heard it before.

The boy ran over in a hurry: "Director Yan, the float parade is about to begin, but Wen Ya still hasn't been found."

Yan Jie stamped his feet: "What's wrong! Today's theme of the float is her grand finale. She suddenly disappeared. How can I explain it?" He glanced at his watch and the word "Chuan" appeared between his eyebrows: "It starts in half an hour. Send more people to look for it.”

"it is good."

The boy responded and ran away.

When Yan Jie saw that Sheng Yan didn't say anything, he knew it meant rejection, so he didn't need to speak a third time, so as not to embarrass others.

He bent towards Shengyan and said sincerely, "I'm sorry to bother you. I'll send you some coupons later. I'm sorry."

But Sheng Yan stood up and asked with a smile on her face: "Director Yan, can I ask for a VIP card that gives free admission to the park for one year?"

Manager Yan was startled, then reacted and excitedly held Sheng Yan's hand: "Yes, yes, of course!"

Sheng Yan, led by Yan Jie, came to the dressing room.

The dressing room was full of people.

They are all cartoon characters of people who have put on makeup and changed clothes.

Everyone is practicing their signature moves in front of the mirror.

"Lu Qi."

Yan Jie called Lu Qi over: "Assign a makeup artist to Miss Sheng. She will play the finale of Princess Hannah."

Lu Qi passed over several bloated cartoon characters and came to Sheng Yan. He looked at her and was stunned for a moment: "Miss Sheng."

"it's me."

Sheng Yan nodded towards him.

"Hurry!" Yan Jie urged.

There are still twenty minutes left, and the float parade needs to be put on and changed, so time is tight.

"Yes, Miss Sheng, please come with me."

Lu Qi took Sheng Yan to the other side of the dressing room to find the makeup artist.

Yan Jie stood at the door, checking whether the employees were properly dressed.

"Tangtang, come out and put on makeup." Lu Qi called to the lounge.

"understood."

A girl with short hair and a punk style stretched out of the lounge.

When he saw Sheng Yan sitting in front of the makeup mirror, he made a "wow wow" sound, pushed past Lu Qi who was blocking the way, and walked to Sheng Yan.

He stretched out his hand to hold her chin and tilted it towards himself: "Wow, what a beautiful face."

Sheng Yan: "...:" You can praise me. Can you please let go of my face first?

Lu Qi stood nearby and introduced: "Tangtang, this is Miss Sheng. Manager Yan invited the person to play Princess Hannah."

Tangtang looked up and down Sheng Yan's face: "Yan Jie went out to do some shit today? How could he find such a beautiful person?"

Sheng Yan: "..." Thank you, but can you please stop putting me and shit together.

"Tangtang, hurry up, there are only eighteen minutes left." Lu Qi glanced at his watch.

"An', her face looks good even without makeup."

Although Tangtang said this, she still picked up the makeup brush on the table and applied makeup carefully to Sheng Yan's face.

Lu Qi went to get Princess Hannah's skirt and iron it again.

ten minutes later.

"Okay."

Tangtang coolly threw away her makeup brush.

He crossed his chest with his hands, leaned against the dressing table, and looked at Sheng Yan's face quietly, admiring the fruits of his labor.

Lu Qi turned his head and looked at Sheng Yan in the mirror.

He blinked twice blankly.

Without paying attention, the steam nozzle slipped from his clothes and hit his hand.

Hot steam rushed to the back of his hand.

"Fuck!"

He cried out in pain.

"Lu Qi! Is Miss Sheng okay?"

Yan Jie asked loudly across the crowd.

"Okay!" Lu Qi replied loudly, rubbing the back of his hands.