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

"Okay, I hope that you will give me a grandson soon. This is my only wish."

Li Wei sighed softly, closing his eyes a little tired.

"Dad, would it be better to take the medicine?"

Cheng Boran asked concerned, Li Wei nodded: "Well, it's better, if you block the media reporters, you should learn some things."

"it is good."

"Then I'll go back first, Dad, you have a good rest."

Cheng Boran nodded and left slowly, pushed his glasses, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

Li Wei has a heart attack, if it wasn't for today, he wouldn't know about it.

He hadn't had much contact with Li Wei before, but since he married Li Ciyue, he has been stared at by Li Ciyue, and he wouldn't come to Li Wei's office unless there was something wrong.

heart disease…

Cheng Boran didn't know what to think of, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, as unpredictable as a cunning fox.

After the person left, Li Wei opened his eyes and looked at his phone.

Lan Zhibai was so haunted, he still had the nerve to bring up the past.

A venomous look flashed in Li Wei's eyes. The more he thought about it, the more painful his chest became, as if his heart was being squeezed by hands.

If it wasn't for Lan Zhibai's appearance, he wouldn't have so much trouble.

In the prosperous world, Shen Yan really put Hongmei next to Baimei as he said before, but Baimei didn't want to see her.

In the dressing room, Baimei looked at herself in the mirror with her makeup done, and then looked at those people who passed by all glanced at her.

She knew what they were talking about, either about her and Shen Yan, or about Hongmei who was about to replace her.

"Sister Baimei, here is the coffee you want."

Hongmei ran to Baimei with a big bag and a small bag of coffee, took out a cup from the bag and handed it to Baimei.

Baimei rolled her eyes lightly, and just as she raised her hand, the coffee fell to the floor with a bang, and Hongmei took a step back with an oops: "Oh, sister Baimei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"I'll clean it up right away!"

Hong Mei said nervously, took out a few pieces of paper, squatted down, and wiped the floor.

Baimei raised her eyebrows, watching the white skirt dyed a brown color, scorching hot, passing through the clothes to her thighs.

hot.

And she obviously didn't touch the coffee just now, Hong Mei just let go and fell to the ground.

Baimei's face was ugly, Hongmei sobbed softly as if being bullied, picked up a piece of paper and wiped the corner of Baimei's skirt.

"no, I'm fine."

Baimei raised her eyebrows, her thighs ached when she touched it.

"Sister Baimei, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Hongmei persisted, rubbing the paper on the skirt but failed to wipe off the stain.

"I said no."

Baimei looked impatient, and pushed her hand lightly, and saw Hongmei fell to the ground, sitting on the coffee with her buttocks, her hands propped up on the ground, gasped for air-conditioning with a hiss, and quickly left her hands from the ground, looked down, her hands were covered Hot and red.

When Baimei called out, those people all looked this way, and they knew what was going on.

They knew Baimei's character well, and they didn't dare to talk too much when they saw Baimei staring at them.

Yesterday, there was a receptionist who talked too much about Baimei and was expelled by Baimei for abusing his power. With the relationship between Baimei and Shen Yan, who would dare to offend her for an irrelevant newcomer.

"Sister Baimei, people outside are urging you."

The assistant came in, glanced at Hong Mei who was still sitting on the ground crying, and felt a little sympathetic to her, but now the advertisement is important.

Baimei got up and looked at Hongmei indifferently.

She didn't use much effort just now, she just pushed lightly.

"Oh, why is the skirt dirty? Do you have any spare skirts? Hurry up, hurry up, what are you all doing in a daze, hurry up."

The assistant urged, and other people did not dare to stand and watch the play, but everyone sympathized with Hongmei.

After all, they know Baimei's character well, they say what they say, and they will bully anyone they don't like.

And Hongmei is beautiful, maybe she will replace Baimei as the number one in the prosperous age, that's why Baimei bullies Hongmei like this.

These people all thought in their hearts that Hongmei's existence threatened Baimei's status, so they treated her like this.

Those people felt sorry for Hongmei and sympathized with her meeting such a witch as Baimei.

"You get up quickly, take some medicine and wipe your hands."

The assistant reminded, Hongmei nodded, got up, and covered her red hands.

In the changing room, Baimei looked at a red scar on her thigh, which was caused by that cup of coffee.

It still hurts to touch it lightly.

"Is Miss Baimei alright? Everyone is waiting outside."

The assistant urged that he would not have the guts to do so normally, but the client who was shooting was Mr. Shen's friend and a distinguished guest of the company, so he couldn't afford to delay.

"What's the rush? It must take longer for women to change clothes than for men."

"I remember the next dress is a short skirt, let's change it to a cheongsam or a long skirt."

Baimei opened the door of the fitting room and came out.

"But the short skirt is a customer's product. If I don't shoot it, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it."

"It's a big deal to make up the shoot in a few days. Anyway, I don't wear short skirts or skirts above the knee today. That's it. If you are not sure, just ask Mr. Shen."

Baimei was so determined that the assistant almost wanted to cry.

Baimei is so self-willed, even if it is a show that is about to start, as long as she is not happy, she will not shoot it.

Let him ask Mr. Shen, for fear that he will be scolded.

Baimei walked past Hongmei with big strides, the assistant took a look at her and immediately followed Baimei.

"Sister Baimei, did you overdo it?"

With dark eyes rolling, Baimei thought for a long time before she realized what the assistant said was too much.

"I didn't push her or spill the coffee on purpose, she was the one who went too far."

Baimei explained, walking up to the stage with big strides, those people stood up from their chairs only when they saw Baimei coming.

The assistant called Shen Yan and told him what happened just now.

"Ah, boss, is it really okay to do this? What if Sister Baimei gets angry?"

The assistant asked worriedly, Baimei's temper was cloudy and difficult to figure out, seeing how she treated Hongmei just now, if she was really angry, he would be difficult to mix in the future.

"Yes, I understand."

The assistant nodded and hung up the phone.

In the office, Shen Yan teased the fish in the fish tank, the two fish were fighting for the bait, it was very interesting.

As soon as Baimei stepped off the stage, Hongmei was standing by the stage in a short white skirt, and when she saw Baimei came down, Hongmei said hello: "Miss Baimei has worked hard, you can rest for a while."

Hongmei smiled brightly, not as weak as before.

The tears on his face disappeared and replaced by joy.

Baimei's face darkened. What she was wearing was the sample given by the client, which was specially made for her. White, white represented her.

"What do you mean?"

Baimei asked coldly, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

"Tell me."

Baimei glanced at the assistant, who faltered and said in a low voice like a mosquito, "That's right, Mr. Shen said that since Sister Baimei doesn't want to wear a short skirt, let Hongmei come. Sister Baimei is also tired, so let her rest for a while."

The assistant said, looking at Baimei's face, it was extremely ugly.

"That's it, Sister Baimei, give way."

Hongmei smiled, walked past Baimei with big strides showing off her might.

She has trained for a period of time, she can also walk as a model, and she can also walk in catwalks.

It's just that her popularity is not higher than Baimei's. When she has a certain popularity, she will definitely be better than Baimei.

"Sister Baimei, do you want to go and have a rest?"

Seeing that Baimei was silent, the assistant hurriedly asked.

"Where is Shen Yan?"

Baimei looked up, staring at the assistant with cold eyes.

"office."

Baimei took off the cloak she was wearing, stepped on it, and swaggered towards the office.

When passing by, those people all looked at her and pointed. The news just now had spread. Baimei was already very popular and she was protected by Shen Yan. Naturally, some people were jealous. Hearing that the wind is rain, and hearing about Baimei, Everyone became interested, one spread to ten, ten spread to hundreds, the more spread the more outrageous.

Bang, Baimei pushed open the door of the office, Shen Yan was waiting inside, she was not surprised to see Baimei coming, as if she had expected Baimei to come.

"Is it because of Hongmei?"

Shen Yan asked, footsteps knocking, Baimei stood in front of Shen Yan, looked at him indifferently: "What do you want to do, if you want me to give her the advertisement, just say it, I can give her the position, now You split my commercial with her, are you slapping me in the face?"

Baimei asked aggressively, while Shen Yan acted like a businessman.

Putting my hands together, I chuckled: "I intend to make her famous, but if you don't want to shoot, I won't let her stand on it. I think you should rest for a while, your illness has started to recur."

He raised his head and looked at Baimei's angry look.

"I'm not sick, I'm fine, and you want to trap me for a year like before, and let me quit and let that woman replace me? Shen Yan, you think so well."

Baimei sneered, licking the corners of her mouth, as if she had seen through Shen Yan.

"It's easy for you to get out of control in this situation now, and take a break after the commercial is finished."

Shen Yan ordered that he could satisfy Baimei whatever she wanted, but only this matter was not allowed.

"Hahaha I don't know, I thought that Shen was always thinking of me, you want to take away everything I have now, dreaming, even if I die, I will not let go, I will not rest, this time I will not listen to you again .”

Baimei firmly said that she would not let Hongmei take away what belonged to her.

Neither can Shen Yan.

Not everyone can.

"I will take care of myself, and I will take medicine to control my condition. No one can pull me down."

"Shen Yan, remember, no one can."

Baimei recited it over and over again, seeming to say it to Shen Yan but also to herself.

Turning around, just as she was about to leave, Shen Yan grabbed her hand, and with a pull, Baimei fell into Shen Yan's arms.

"What do you want to do!"

Baimei struggled, but Shen Yan refused to listen, and with a lift of her hand, there was a burn mark on Bai|tender thigh.

"Let go, let me go!"

Shen Yan put his arms around Baimei's waist, no matter how hard she struggled, Shen Yan could not hold back.

"You're scalded and you need to take medicine. Let go after I finish taking the medicine. Don't worry."

Shen Yan lowered his head, his face was only a few centimeters away from Baimei, and she could feel his breathing.

This familiar feeling...

A memory surged up, she used to like to sit on Shen Yan's lap, and the scent on his body has not changed for so many years.

Shen Yan carefully applied the medicine to Baimei. Just now when Baimei came in, she walked a little uncoordinated, a little crooked, and it really was like this.

One was crying to death just after spilling coffee, while Baimei was scalded but kept silent.

So the two of them are completely different.