Quick Transmigration: The Most Popular Girl: Even an Ordinary Girl Can Have Her Spring

Chapter 4: A Passerby in a CEO Romance Novel (4)

A low-key black Cayenne pulled up in front of her, and Le Yan pondered for a moment.

Then, with a "whoosh," he jumped into the back seat.

The action was so fast that Gu Yunting, who was about to open the passenger seat for her, had no time to react.

He held back for a while, but finally couldn't help himself and said, both annoyed and amused, "Are you planning to treat me like a driver?"

He deliberately didn't call the driver, but this woman... what on earth is she thinking!

Le Yan sat blankly in the back seat, not quite sure how to explain her behavior.

She was just deep in thought when a short video of "only girlfriends can sit in the passenger seat" flashed through her mind, and then she sat in the back seat.

Hmm... Okay, maybe she's out of her mind.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I'll try again!" Le Yan quickly apologized and admitted her mistake, opening the car door to get out and then getting back in.

After getting into the passenger seat, she apologized again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I promise it won't happen again!"

Le Yan lowered her head and looked down, her attitude of admitting her mistake was very sincere.

She didn't hear Mr. Gu's voice for a long time, and she began to wonder, "Could it be that Mr. Gu is angry again?"

He has such a bad temper...

As she was thinking, Le Yan cautiously looked up, only to be met with a handsome face tilting towards her.

With his sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and high nose bridge, he exuded an overwhelming sense of possessiveness. Le Yan suddenly covered her face: "Don't hit me!"

No, does sitting in the wrong back seat mean I have to get beaten up?

"..." Gu Yunting's hand, which was reaching for the seatbelt, paused, his back teeth almost grinding to powder. "I...didn't...hit...you!"

He hates!

In this situation, even if a normal person doesn't blush, they wouldn't say "Don't hit me," right?

Is she completely missing a screw in her head?!

Gu Yunting was a bit resigned. He resignedly fastened Le Yan's seatbelt and went back to focus on driving.

You can't trust Zhihu (a Chinese Q&A website); those flirting techniques are completely useless on the person in front of you.

He even wondered if it would be better to just throw a check for 100 million in front of her than to play these tricks.

Gu Yunting was questioning his existence, and Le Yan didn't dare to talk to him. The two maintained a quiet atmosphere until the car drove into a mansion.

Le Yan curiously looked around the exquisite villa, finally breaking the silence by asking, "Mr. Gu, are we just going to attend the banquet like this?"

Having come from an ordinary background, when she saw the mansion, she instinctively assumed that this was where the banquet would be held that night.

Gu Yunting glanced at him sideways and replied, "This is my private villa. The makeup artist and costume designer are ready. Let's get out of the car."

Upon hearing this, Le Yan nodded shyly, thinking they were really going to attend the banquet in their work clothes.

There was nothing wrong with President Gu's custom-made suit, but her formal attire, which cost only a hundred or so yuan and was bought online, seemed somewhat out of place.

The thought of working alongside the president of the Gu Group and encountering all sorts of things she had only ever seen in novels made Le Yan's heart pound.

She still has a lot to learn.

Upon entering the villa, the professional design team had been waiting for a long time. "Mr. Gu."

Gu Yunting nodded slightly, revealing Le Yan who was following behind him, and gestured, "Help her design her look for tonight."

After a moment's thought, he added a few more requirements: "Nothing too revealing, and low-heeled shoes are fine."

Upon hearing his words, the design team exchanged bewildered glances, while Leyan was pleasantly surprised.

Mr. Gu is such a kind person; he even considered something like this.

Le Yan, who didn't particularly like off-shoulder or backless clothes and wouldn't wear high heels, secretly glanced at Gu Yunting and made a silent resolution: just because President Gu was so considerate, she would definitely be a good personal assistant.

She is determined to become President Gu's number one lackey!

Watching Le Yan follow the design team into the house with a face full of emotion, Gu Yunting shook his head helplessly.

What's so touching about that? He didn't want her to wear those revealing clothes in the first place.

But... so this is the kind of performance she likes?

Gu Yunting pondered for a moment, his brows furrowed, and then he suddenly understood, feeling enlightened.

the other side

Leyan was completely controlled by the design team, doing whatever they told her to do, like a puppet on strings.

She was genuinely afraid to move.

Not to mention those gowns that cost hundreds of millions, just look at the jewelry displayed in front of her; she wished she could stay far away from them.

If she accidentally knocks it off, she couldn't afford to pay for it even if she sold it.

"Miss Yue, please relax, we won't do anything to you."

This design team is exclusively for the Gu family, having served the family for generations. This is the first time that Gu Yunting has been called in to style a girl.

Linda, the team leader, was incredibly curious. Before coming, she had imagined what kind of girl she would be. Perhaps she would be exceptionally beautiful? Or perhaps she would be the innocent, delicate type?

I just didn't expect to meet a girl who didn't look particularly outstanding at all.

No, she's not unattractive; she's cute and likable.

Linda's hand caressed Leyan's collarbone, sending shivers down her spine.

"No, it's a little itchy..." Le Yan dodged, feeling a bit strange, but since Linda was a girl, she didn't think much of it.

She covered her neck with her hand, looked at Linda seriously, and said, "Linda, I'm ticklish."

Linda smiled, her eyes crinkling. "I understand. I'll be more careful."

Without making any further moves, Linda quickly picked out a set of jewelry for Leyan to wear.

She wore a simple white satin fishtail dress, with pearls embroidered at the waist, shining brightly and purely under the light. Her long, wavy hair, like seaweed, was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a pair of silver-white high heels hidden by the long dress.

With the earrings and necklace she's wearing now, her entire outfit is worth tens of millions, and Le Yan is completely too afraid to move.

This look makes her look like she's been given a level 10 beauty filter; she looks great, but it's also incredibly expensive.

"Linda, do I really have to dress like this?"

She really couldn't guarantee she could protect the dress and jewelry; she didn't want to have to sell everything she owned to pay off debts later.

Linda, being a shrewd person, immediately saw what she was thinking. A smile spread across her face as she took Leyan's hand and led her out, comforting her as she said, "Don't worry, Mr. Gu has plenty of money. He wouldn't even look at this little thing."

So there's no need to worry so much.

Le Yan lowered her eyes slightly, her face still unable to put on a smile.

Disdain... ... Heh... ... Disdain... ...

What difference does it make if there's one more rich person in the world?!

"What are you thinking about?"

While Le Yan was lost in thought, Gu Yunting took Linda's place and held her hand.

There was an undisguised infatuation in his eyes, but it vanished without a trace when Le Yan looked up at him.

"No, Mr. Gu, I just feel so uncomfortable dressed like this." It's so awkward. She's just an ordinary person; she's never dressed like this before.

Gu Yunting's lips curled slightly, and he tightened his grip on Le Yan's hand imperceptibly. "There's plenty of time. You'll get used to it."