Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

"Hmph, don't be complacent. My current fate is your future fate. Mr. Fu is only interested in you on the spur of the moment. When she gets tired of playing, she will abandon you. Men are all the same. If you don't have this face, Mr. Shen I will dig you, and I don’t know how many times I have used hyaluronic acid, what can you be proud of.”

Ming Qingyu retorted, she admitted that Ye Ling is good-looking but there are people who are prettier than her!

"When will Boss Fu get bored, as long as I'm better than you now. As for my face, it's better than your ugly face no matter how you look."

"If you are so good-looking, Shen will always keep you in cold storage. Look at Baimei, who has been out of the industry for a few years, and is at the peak again when she comes back."

Ye Ling deliberately mentioned these things to provoke Ming Qingyu, in contrast to Ming Qingyu's current miserable state.

To Ming Qingyu, it sounded like she was showing off, which made Ming Qingyu gnash her teeth.

"Ye Ling, you bitch, ahhh."

The Ming and Qing rains yelled and stamped their feet.

Ye Ling covered her ears, Ming Qingyu looked like a shrew now.

"I'm going to kill you, you bitch."

Ming Qingyu's face was contorted, and she strode forward on high heels, forgetting the opportunity she had been seeking so hard for, and only wanted to hit Ye Ling in her mind.

Holding Ye Ling's neck with her hands, she did this because of Ye Ling, this little bitch was too shy in front of her.

Ye Ling coughed twice, never expecting Ming Qingyu to do something here.

She was just telling the truth, she didn't expect Ming Qingyu to be so excited.

If this posture breaks heads with Lin Jiayin, I don't know who will win and who will lose.

Ye Ling tried his best to push Ming Qingyu away, Ming Qingyu stepped back a few steps and then moved forward like a lunatic, pulling Ye Ling's hair and yelling, afraid that others would not know.

Ye Ling frowned, Ming and Qingyu looked petite and had a lot of strength, even bigger than Lin Jiayin.

Ye Ling mourned silently in her heart, what crime did she suffer to be treated like this.

Moreover, the cry of Ming and Qingyu is like killing a pig, it is completely noise.

Her sharp voice is nice, but it sounds uncomfortable when she shouts too sharply.

"Let go."

Ye Ling pushed the person away, and Ming Qingyu was like [-] glue, once pushed away, it stuck to it.

He pulled Ye Ling's hair with one hand and patted her face with the other.

Ye Ling slapped Ming Qingyu's face with a backhand, and Hong Hong's slap was printed on her face.

"Are you awake now, let's see where this is."

Ye Ling reminded that she didn't care, but if Ming and Qingyu continued to make trouble like this, she would lose face.

There are so many people here who can be her witnesses to prove that it was Ming Qingyu who made the first move.

"You are a cousin who has a mother but not a mother."

Ming Qingyu yelled loudly without regard for face, alarming Baimei's exclusive stylist.

The stylist opened the door and saw Ye Ling's face was covered with injuries and couldn't help feeling nervous: "Ye Ling, your face, oh, your face is fine, but you must not hurt your face, or this beautiful face will be ruined."

The stylist checked up and down, and he was relieved when he saw that Ye Ling's face was only slightly scratched.

For him, face and hair are everything, and only a good face can match the shape he designed.

"Where did the pheasant treat Ye Ling like this?"

　 The stylist put her hips on her hips and stood in front of Ye Ling with a turbulent aura. Her eyes were fixed on Ming Qingyu.

"Oh, so it's you, outdated model."

The stylist snorted and said contemptuously.

Ye Ling almost laughed out loud, seeing the gentle look of the stylist, what he said was a bit vicious.

"You, you bloody monster!"

Ming Qingyu scolded, the stylist's face also turned black, and the two were on the pole.

"What are you talking about me?"

"What are you doing here? Don't you have to work! Come and shoot for me."

The models who were still watching the show shrank their heads and headed into the studio when they heard the roar, Ming Qingyu covered his face in excruciating pain.

"Humph."

Ming Qingyu glared at the two of them and turned to leave.

"Ye Ling, don't be afraid. When Baimei comes, I will definitely tell her what happened just now. This pheasant doesn't want to hang around anymore. Your face is a little red. I'll get you some medicine to wipe it off."

The stylist said politely that he was extremely nervous about Ye Ling's face.

"No, she just touches me lightly, don't be so nervous."

Ye Ling said modestly, but she was the one who attacked Ming Qingyu, and she was the one who suffered the most.

Losing to her in the verbal war, she is not as good as her in fighting, both lost.

"Ming Qingyu is really that miserable?"

Ye Ling asked cautiously, as an outsider, she didn't know these things about their company, but people inside the company should know something.

"Almost, offended our boss and was refrigerated. You should know about this. Now you can only live by doing small jobs. Climbing to a high place by yourself is easy and falling down"

The stylist said regretfully.

How many people want to become like Baimei but fall to the bottom halfway.

Before Ming and Qingyu, there were many models who were very popular, but Shen Yan could control their lives with just one word.

"By the way, if you don't mind calling me Sister Lisa, that's what they call me too."

Lisa said enthusiastically that what she likes most is being friends with beautiful people.

She felt that Ye Ling's temperament was somewhat similar to Bai Mei's, and if he liked Bai Mei, he naturally liked Ye Ling as well.

"Sister Lisa."

"Hey, if you need anything in the future, please contact me, this is my business card."

Lisa handed the business card to Ye Ling, and leaned into her ear: "I am Baimei's exclusive stylist, but if you call me, I can secretly make up for you, free of charge."

"Okay, I will be the first to call you when I need it in the future."

"Extremely happy, don't worry about Ming Qingyu's matter, just leave this matter to Baimei to solve."

Lisa swears that she is sure that Baimei will make a move.

"it is good."

Ye Ling nodded, she also likes Lisa very much.

Lisa stood behind and waved her hands. She didn't go into the fitting room until Ye Ling's figure disappeared from her eyes.

Ye Ling is a designer. He can tell at a glance that he is a man, but she didn't say anything and treated her like a woman. This is the greatest respect for her.

She wants to be a woman, a real woman.

Baimei didn't dislike her, neither did Ye Ling, and she didn't want to pay attention to those who looked at her with tinted glasses, she believed that one day they would understand her.

At the banquet, Bai Mei held Shen Yan's arm, and the two looked very suitable.

"When will this party end?"

When the person who greeted her left, the smile on Baimei's face gradually disappeared, she lowered her voice and approached Shen Yan's ear to ask.

"Are you bored? Go wait for me in the car first, and I'll go back after meeting someone."

Shen Yan petted and said, but his eyes fell on the person who walked past him.

Bai Mei let go of her hand and watched Shen Yan walk towards the man.

Raising eyebrows, a little surprised.

Shengshi and Pink are rival magazines, and Wu Jiang is Wu You's father. When did Shen Yan and Wu Jiang get along so well.

Baimei didn't think too much, she turned and walked away with small graceful steps.

Those people's eyes stayed on Baimei. She was beautiful. Today's white dress matched her makeup so well that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Mr. Wu."

"Boss Shen."

Wu Jiang turned around, seeing that it was Shen Yan, he let go of the arm around his female companion's shoulder, the female companion's eyes looked back and forth between the two, and finally left.

"President Wu's information is wrong. Ye Ling is not the person you are looking for at all. She doesn't have the burns on her back as you said."

Shen Yan sat on the sofa, watching those people dancing in front of him, but he remembered Baimei's figure in his mind.

No one here can compare to Baimei.

"Really do not have?"

Wu Jiang asked for confirmation, and Shen Yan nodded.

"No, there is only one scar. It was cut. There is only a very thin scar."

"That's not right. Could it be that the fire at Xie's house was an accident?"

Wu Jiang frowned, even he himself was a little confused.

During the big fire in Xie’s house that year, their newspaper factory printed a lot, and the number of newspapers sold at that time broke the historical data, and it is the highest in history even now.

"Perhaps Mr. Wu, your thinking and direction of thinking were wrong from the very beginning."

"Now I not only doubt whether Mr. Wu's story is true, but I also suspect Mr. Wu that you are using me to do things for you. The fact that there is no Xie family property is all your fiction."

Shen Yan said bluntly, you can't beat around the bush with old-fashioned fritters like Wu Jiang.

　  "Mr. Shen, you have wronged me. I am not the only one who said that there is property from the Xie family, but everyone said so."

"Even if Mr. Shen said it was all fake, one thing is true. A few days before the fire in Xie's house, a wedding dress was delivered from Xie's house. Not long after, something happened to Xie's house."

"That wedding dress is perfect. Even the current production technology cannot compare with it. If you can get the production technology or know what kind of fabric is used, wouldn't it be a big profit?"

Wu Jiang said ambitiously.

He wanted to get that wedding dress, maybe the property of the Xie family was hidden in that wedding dress.

"I've heard of it but haven't seen it with my own eyes. It's also possible..."

is fake.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Jiang interrupted.

"Three months ago, the wedding dress appeared in Ducheng. You know where Ducheng is. The wedding dress was photographed for an additional 16 billion. Fu Yuhan was also involved at the time. I think Fu Yuhan was also aiming at the wedding dress. It went in secret, as for who bought it, it is still unknown.”

Shen Yan was shocked, 16 billion is not a small amount.

He who can get so much money in an instant really can't imagine which company is so powerful.

The things in Ducheng are only real and not fake, as long as you enter Ducheng, it will prove that it is genuine, and there are never fakes or fakes in it.

Since Wu Jiang can say this, it proves to be true.

There is no need for Wu Jiang to lie about this kind of thing, because he can know the truth by just asking.

"Mr. Shen may not know the uniqueness of that wedding dress if he is not in the design circle. It has been 30 years and no one can surpass that wedding dress."

"It is made of one hundred layers of multi-ply yarn, and each piece is as thin as a cicada's wing. There is no such fabric yet, and the design is amazing."

"I was lucky enough to see it once, and I will never forget it in my life."

Wu Jiang closed his eyes and recalled the past.

He had seen that wedding dress with his own eyes. At that time, he was just a little photographer. He mixed in among the reporters and saw it with his own eyes.