After pretending to be ugly, he was entangled by a billionaire

"Terminate the agreement?"

Mo Yan and Director Huang said in unison in surprise, "Why?"

"Mr. Leng, since everyone recognizes my makeup skills, why terminate the agreement?" Mo Yan didn't understand.

Leng Beichen doesn't look at Mo Yan with straight eyes, he wants to get rid of all distracting thoughts and illusions about flowers and butterflies,
"I said it will be released. Need a reason?"

Mo Yan, "..."

She has learned the lesson, there is no reason to talk to Leng Beichen, a domineering ghost!

She silently grabbed a bag of pearl powder.

I was so angry, I really wanted to slap him in the face.

Zhou Haimeng regretted turning his intestines green again.

Just now she thought that Huadie would become the make-up artist that all the actors wanted to curry favor with, so she foolishly flattered her by giving her earrings.

"Mr. Leng is really a hot-sighted Venus. He can tell at a glance that a woman wearing a mask is insincere. Even if she has the ability, it's useless..." He said.

Before Zhou Haimeng finished speaking, Mo Yan waved her small hand.

A pinch of pearl powder was sprinkled on Leng Beichen's handsome face.

Leng Beichen sneered, "Woman, you only have this skill, and you still want to hit me?"

His tall figure flashed easily, and a scream of "ah" came from behind.

All the pearl powder was sprinkled on Zhou Haimeng's face who was opening his mouth to speak.

"Ah, I got powder in my eyes, it hurts so much. Phew, my mouth is full of powder, what's going on?"

The pearl powder was stained by the oil paint on Zhou Haimeng's face, and turned into a complete tabby cat.

Everyone else covered their mouths and sniggered.

This Zhou Haimeng usually bosses people around and treats his assistants as servants.

This time, she was picked up by the butterfly again and again, which made everyone happy.

Mo Yan squinted at Leng Beichen angrily.

Count him as capable, and find an opportunity to deal with him in the future.

She picked up a bottle of mineral water to wash away the powder in Zhou Haimeng's eyes, and took cleansing oil to remove the oil paint on her face.

Then she packed up her makeup case,
"Director Huang, I asked the company to replace it with other stylists to do the makeup. The cooperation agreement between the production team and the TWEFACE Styling Center will continue. Is there any problem?"

"This..." Director Huang looked at the cold and cold Leng Beichen.

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't intend to let go, Director Huang's fleshy cheeks tensed,
"Hua Die, I'm not talking about you, Mr. Leng acts fairly and justly, and always treats things and people.

How can you be so willful when you are working?
If you want to splash oil paint, you can pour oil paint, and if you want to sprinkle powder, you can sprinkle powder, which seriously affects the health and mood of our artists. "

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine white teeth, why is there no excuse for wanting to incriminate her?
She fought back only when she was unreasonably suppressed.

But if the agreement is really terminated, she may lose her job this time.

She didn't particularly care about this job, but she was out of work after a day's work, and she refused to admit defeat.

Mo Yan glared fiercely at Leng Beichen, who looked cold and aloof, and walked out of the set.

Leng Beichen made trouble for no reason, so she could only go back and report to Gong Mengxi first.

She was about to get into the car when Director Huang chased her out.
"Miss Su, I deliberately created another opportunity for you because of your talent."

When Mo Yan heard that she was given a chance, she naturally didn't want to miss it, "Director Huang, tell me."

"Tonight, our film crew is hosting a banquet for President Leng. You sit with us and make him happy. Isn't everything settled?"

Mo Yan's beautiful eyebrows twitched, "I'm stupid, I can't coax him."

"Opportunities are created for you. Whether you can grasp them or not depends on you."

Director Huang looked back very unhappy.

In the end, Mo Yan went to the hotel booked by the crew.

But Leng Beichen did not come to the banquet.

Mo Yan thought that since Leng Beichen didn't come, she would be eliminated, so she was embarrassed to eat and drink.

She was about to leave, but was stopped by Director Huang.

"Miss Su, since I'm here, I'm on my own. As for the cooperation agreement with the TWEFACE Styling Center, I'll find an opportunity to discuss it with Mr. Leng."

As soon as Mo Yan heard that there was still a play, she sat down obediently and contacted the crew.

Unexpectedly, Director Huang was very enthusiastic about persuading him to drink, and Mo Yan was grateful for the opportunity, so he had to drink a few glasses.

"Dizziness." Mo Yan lost her memory, completely ignorant of her drinking capacity.

After just a few glasses of wine, I fainted.

She wanted to find the silver needle to give herself the strength to release the alcohol, but found that the silver needle was not with her.

Heck!
Director Huang was very enthusiastic, "It seems that Ms. Su doesn't drink very much. We got a room in the hotel and Ms. Su went to take a rest."

Mo Yan immediately became alert.

Director Huang is a big pervert. Actresses are used to unspoken rules, so they won't extend the pervert's hand to her, will they?
The more I think about it, the more I like it, otherwise why is he so enthusiastic about her and keeps persuading her to drink?
Mo Yan supported her head with one hand, and clenched her teeth.

If the pervert dares to touch her, she will fight him desperately.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and the jade will be destroyed!

Not only Mo Yan was so skeptical, but even other crew members were also suspicious.

All kinds of eyes danced in the air.

Director Huang seemed to have seen through everyone's conjectures, stood up,
"Xiaoying, take Miss Su to her room. My wife is on guard again, so I have to go back and report to her."

Director Huang handed over Mo Yan to his assistant, and then left by himself.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she was suspicious.

She followed the assistant into the hotel room with peace of mind.

Mo Yan was dizzy and fell asleep.

Not long after, she felt warm all over her body, as if she was bathing in the warm sunshine, so she burrowed into the most comfortable place.

"Mo Yan, baby, tigress..."

A deep and magnetic man's voice kept coming from his ears.

Mo Yan wanted to open her eyes to see who was making noise in her ears, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them no matter what.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, "Mo Yan" murmured again.

Mo Yan finally got excited and opened his blurred star pupils.

A piece of flesh-colored?
man?

Mo Yan's little heart suddenly started, and a dense layer of sweat broke out on his back.

She actually lay on a man's chest?
Mo Yan's gaze slowly descended in horror.

The upper body of the man was unclothed, with clear texture and a strong and firm chest.

The abdominal muscles are well-defined, thin and powerful, and there is no trace of fat on the waist, which is thin yet strong and powerful.

Going down, Mo Yan was terrified.

She hurriedly checked herself, fortunately, the snow-white skin on her body was intact, without any ambiguous traces.

How strange, this man hugged her to sleep, but didn't touch a single hair of her?
"Mo Yan~~" the man muttered again.

Mo Yan's little heart skipped a beat.

Isn't "Mo Yan" the name of the domineering Leng Beichen, the wife who ran away from home?

Mo Yan's scalp tingled for a while, this man couldn't be Leng Beichen, could he?

"Mo Yan~~"

The man who was sleeping soundly murmured non-stop.

The low voice is shockingly sexy.

It's over!She thumped her head in frustration.

Just hitting the muzzle of the gun, this man is definitely Leng Beichen.

She passed out as soon as she entered the room last night, and she couldn't remember what happened last night.

How could he get into her bed?
No, when she came in last night, she didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone in the room, so she fell headlong on the bed.

The man tightened his strong arms around Mo Yan's slender waist, making Mo Yan tremble with fear.

Mo Yan's brain was spinning like clockwork.

Leng Beichen kept saying that she seduced her.

If he wakes up and sees them both cuddling in the same bed,

No matter who is right or wrong, he will insist that she climbed into his bed by herself.

No, you must escape before he wakes up.

Mo Yan gently lifted the man's long, perfectly lined arms trapped around her waist, and retracted them lightly.

Seeing that he was about to leave Leng Beichen's embrace without anyone noticing, victory was in sight.

Mo Yan held her breath and continued to work hard.

Suddenly, the man's closed black eyes suddenly opened.

The tip of Mo Yan's heart trembled violently, her soul almost went out of her body, her little heart almost jumped out of her chest.

It's over, she was caught by him, and she couldn't argue.

How to do?