He was reborn by my scumbag villain

Chapter 197 Yiyi
Qin Xieyi washed his face.

He looked up at himself in the mirror.

The brows are deep and sharp-edged, and the water droplets hanging from them fully display the aggressive temperament.

Is this my face...?

He set his eyes on the glasses on the sink, and there was a moment of hesitation and confusion in his eyes.

Then it becomes a very light dark color.

If all the secrets are related to Yuan Ruan...

The clock was about to point to one o'clock, Qin Xieyi suppressed all the thoughts in his mind, and opened the door of the office.

Then a figure staggered and fell backward on his chest.

Yuan Ruan struggled to get up, raised his head and greeted the person who caught him without even moving a step: "Mr. Qin, good afternoon."

Qin Xieyi: ...

Qin Xieyi stepped aside: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

He glanced at the phone on the table, and there was a missed call from the front desk, which came when he was thinking about life and washing his face in the cubicle.

It appears to be missed.

Lunch was just a moderate amount of three dishes and one soup. Qin Xieyi glanced at it and found that it was packed outside.

Probably the little girl bought it for herself after running the building materials market.

Qin Xieyi picked up a chopstick and braised the eggplant silently, and asked, "How's it going?"

"I'm so tired, Mr. Qin." Yuan Ruan complained in a low voice: "Every one looks good, I can't choose."

"It turns out that running decoration is so tiring..."

"... Can Mr. Qin accept anything?"

Qin Xieyi finished his lunch while the little girl was talking in a low voice, wiped his mouth, and called her: "This is Yiyi."

Yuan Ruan:?
Qin Xieyi explained: "If you have any difficulties, you can find her. She has a lot of goods."

Yuan Ruan blushed slightly, and took the business card with some embarrassment.

She was the one who set fire to Qin Xieyi's house, and patted her chest to ensure that it could be installed, but after only running for half a day in the market, she started howling in front of the owner's house.

Yiyi is not a person's name, but the name of a company similar to an intermediary service. It does any kind of business, as long as customers can tell what they want and pay enough.

After making an appointment the day before, a capable woman surnamed Chen with heavy makeup received Yuan Ruan the next day, holding pictures of several big-name home furnishing products in her hands, and made a brochure plan by category for Yuan Ruan to choose directly.

Much easier than running around by yourself.

Although tossing and turning still makes people dizzy, fortunately, Ms. Chen has been explaining and analyzing the pros and cons.

Don't say more when Yuan Ruan is upset, and don't keep silent when Yuan Ruan doesn't understand.

What a cool store.

Yuan Ruan took time out from the various home pictures in front of him and couldn't help sighing, and continued to bury himself in the selection.

This challenge lasted a whole morning and half an afternoon. Yuan Ruan didn't even have time to eat lunch, so he just hurriedly stuffed a few small cakes in his backpack.

After finalizing the last things needed, Ms. Chen stood up with the product brochure in hand, and smiled professionally at Yuan Ruan: "Happy cooperation."

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing the other party stepping on eight centimeter high heels and preparing to go out, Yuan Ruan subconsciously called out to her.

Ms. Chen was not annoyed either, she turned around with an unchanged smile on her face: "May I help you?"

Yuan Ruan pursed his lips, with some uneasiness in his eyes.

"...I want to find a shop."

"Ok?"

"I'm looking for a... tattoo parlor."

Ms. Chen nodded, took out her mobile phone to make an appointment with Yuan Ruan, and then simply boarded the plane: "What kind of store?"

"..."

"Ok?"

The impulsiveness in Yuan Ruan's eyes gradually disappeared, turning into calmness and embarrassment: "I can't remember. But it was a very special store."

(End of this chapter)