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Because Lu Zhen’s Lef dress was relatively abstract, the style of Ma Jie’s group of photos on the beach at night was relatively bold.

After taking the photo, Ma Jie nodded in satisfaction. “Very good. Thank you for your hard work!

After the gala ended, the two of them took photos for an hour and a half. Moreover, the seaside at night was relatively cold. Lu Zhen had been blown by the wind for so long and didn’t say a word of complaint. She quickly adjusted to whatever posture Ma Jie asked her to pose. When Ma Jie didn’t find the right angle, she didn’t show any impatience.

Ma Jie had worked with many famous female celebrities, but most of them were arrogant. When he worked with them, he did not dare to make too many demands of them, so the style of the photos he took was relatively stable, but there were not many photos that satisfied him.

Ma Jie was not a genius photographer. Those genius photographers could easily take stunning photos, but he had to constantly adjust his inspiration during the photo shoot. The feeling the model gave him would also affect his creative level.

Clearly, his cooperation with Lu Zhen tonight was very pleasant. Not only was Lu Zhen a very patient model, but she also understood some of his creative intentions. Sometimes, he made Lu Zhen show some feelings, and Lu Zhen performed better than he had imagined.

Ma Jie couldn’t help but wonder if they would be stunned if he sent the photos he took tonight to Lef.

On one hand, Ma Jie felt that his idea was a little arrogant, but on the other hand, he felt that the photos he took tonight were really not bad.

After Lu Zhen bade farewell to Ma Jie, the photographer, she dragged her tired body out of the gym.

Xiaoxiao helped Lu Zhen lift her skirt and went to the companys car. Xiaoxiao opened the car door and Lu Zhen was stunned when she saw the man sitting in the car.

Why was Song Jia here? How long has he been here? If Song Jia came over at the end of the gala, wouldn’t he have waited for her for almost two hours?

Song Jia saw Lu Zhen looking at him in a daze. Her bright eyes were like the stars in the sky. His heart softened and he said softly, “Come up quickly. It’s windy outside.”

Xiaoxiao had already run to the front passenger seat. She probably didn’t want to be the third wheel between her and Song Jia.

Pfft, what third wheel? She and Song Jia didn’t have that kind of relationship!

Lu Zhen held the hem of her dress with one hand. When she got into the car, Song Jia reached out. Lu Zhen was stunned for a moment. After hesitating for a few seconds, she placed her hand on Song Jia’s.

The man’s palm was warm and dry. His palm was bigger than her small hand. The moment their palms touched, Lu Zhen’s heart trembled violently.

After Lu Zhen got into the car, Song Jia quickly let go, took a cup, and handed it to her. “Uncle Jiang sent it over.”

Lu Zhen opened the lid of the cup and smelled it. It smelled of osmanthus. She took a bite. It was rich and smooth in her mouth. The thick glutinous rice fragrance was sandwiched in the milk, and there was a faint smell of wine.

“How is it?” Song Jia asked.

“It smells like wine.” Lu Zhen smiled. “Dad might want me to fall asleep easily after I’m slightly drunk.”

Song Jia said worriedly, “Is the smell of alcohol strong? Let me smell it.”

Song Jia took the cup and sniffed it. He heaved a sigh of relief. “The alcohol content is very low. You shouldn’t be drunk. l)rink it.”

Lu Zhen felt that Song Jia was disdainful of her alcohol tolerance. She couldn’t help but say, “My alcohol tolerance is bad because I drink too little. If I drink more, my alcohol tolerance will improve.”

In her previous life, she had been drinking heavily. Although her alcohol tolerance was still not good, at least she would not get drunk so easily. It could be seen that for some people, their alcohol tolerance was not unchanged.

Song Jia felt a little complicated. Why did this little fool want to increase her alcohol tolerance? He glanced at Lu Zhen indifferently and said, “No need. It’s not a good thing to be drunk. You should drink less.”

Lu Zhen actually had no intention of forcefully increasing her alcohol tolerance, She only found an excuse for her poor alcohol tolerance, “Alright, alright, alright. I’ll listen to you.”

The two of them chatted at the back. Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, thought that she was a blockhead. However, even though she thought that she was a blockhead, her ears could not refuse to listen to their conversation.

Hearing the two of them chatting, the corners of her small mouth could not help but curl up.

Although the relationship between her boss and Zhenzhen was developing slower than her weight loss, why did she feel that there was a sweet aura in their conversation? It was like the faint fragrance of osmanthus in the car..