Fast time travel: The villain is too pampered and alluring

"That's the model she brought?"

Lu Cheng crossed his arms and sneered, "Teach them a lesson."

A man opposite him nodded and bowed with a flattering face: "Young Master Lu, don't worry...they don't have eyes to offend you, I will definitely make them improve their memory."

Standing by the stage, Sheng Nuan was a little nervous watching the models come out one by one... The next moment, she saw Xie Rong coming out.

He was wearing a graffiti shirt, the colors were a bit exaggerated, but against his expressionless facial features, which were more delicate and cold, it was actually very harmonious and eye-catching.

It can be seen that Xie Rong has practiced hard these days, his steps are very steady, and he doesn't show any stage fright.

After walking around, he went back to the backstage, and there was still a set of clothes... But at this moment, the customer service hurriedly said: "Master, Lu Cheng made people play tricks."

Sheng Nuan's complexion changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and immediately walked backstage: "What is he going to do?"

"We are testing the person ordered by him... that person put nails into Xie Rong's shoes."

Sheng Nuan's face turned cold for an instant, and he almost ran into the backstage at a trot.

"Hey, this is the men's department, Miss, you can't go in..."

Sheng Nuan barely stopped at the door of the changing room: "Xie Rong, I have something to ask you, you come out."

The time for changing clothes in the show was very short. Xie Rong quickly changed his clothes, and a person next to him handed over a pair of Martin boots. He heard Sheng Nuan's voice, put on the boots and was about to go out.

But as soon as he took a step, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his leg. Xie Rong lowered his head and saw that there were a few thumbtacks on the place where the rivets used to be on the boot... As soon as he walked, his ankle and calf were pinned The tip was cut, and there was a sting.

At this time, Sheng Nuan called him directly: "Xie Rong, change your shoes!"

At the same time, the staff behind hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, come on 067, why are you talking about five, four, three, hurry up!"

The model at the front desk had already walked back, and the staff hurriedly urged: "Get out!"

Xie Rong glanced at Sheng Nuan, then turned around and walked towards the exit leading to the front desk... Sheng Nuan was also pushed out by the staff: "Miss, you can't enter here, please go out!"

Sheng Nuan gritted her teeth and walked quickly to the front of the stage, and then saw that Xie Rong was already on the runway.

His steps were as steady as last time, and it was impossible to see that he was enduring the pain... Immediately afterwards, Xie Rong also met her gaze.

Seeing Sheng Nuan's tense expression and the worry in his eyes, Xie Rong's brows and eyes stretched gently, as if nothing had happened.

He didn't want her to worry...

After walking around, Xie Rong returned to the backstage, and his expression changed.

He took a few difficult steps to sit on the stool next to him, pursed his lips and took off his shoes... Someone whispered: "Oh my god."

Someone next to him looked over, and then Qiqi's face changed.

Sheng Nuan rushed to the dressing room backstage, and called Xie Rong anxiously: "Xie Rong."

Soon, the door opened, and Xie Rong came out... He had already changed back into his pants, covering his calves.

With a tense expression, Sheng Nuan dragged him to sit on the chair next to him: "Let me see."

With gentle eyes, Xie Rong shook his head and gestured: "I'm fine."

Sheng Nuan pursed her lips and repeated: "Let me see."

Xie Rong paused for a moment, then lowered his head and pulled up his pants... Then Sheng Nuan saw messy blood on his calf.

It's not deep, but blood beads are oozing out one by one, dense and messy, it looks shocking.

Sheng Nuan paused for a moment, then got up and walked to the person in charge who was directing: "Hello, I want to adjust the monitoring."

The person in charge frowned: "Who are you?"

"Sheng Nuan, manager of model Xie Rong, my artist has suffered intentional harm from you, and I request a surveillance call."

The person in charge didn't know Sheng Nuan, and he knew that those he didn't know were naturally not well-known, so there was no need to be too cautious, so he said impatiently to Sheng Nuan, "I'm busy now, please don't make trouble."

Sheng Nuan's face turned cold: "If you don't have time, then I can only call the police... My artist has suffered a lot of psychological trauma, and I still need to apply for a psychological evaluation..."

The person in charge was taken aback, and then impatiently threatened: "Ms. Sheng, right? It seems that Ms. Sheng is just starting out in the industry, making trouble here and affecting others, so she hasn't considered for herself and the artists?"

The implication: If you still want to hang out in the circle in the future, don't look for trouble.

Xie Rong's expression was full of anxiety, he pursed his lips and gently tugged on Sheng Nuan's sleeve, signaling that he was fine.

The cold eyes and bullying he had suffered in the past were much worse than this... He also knew that Sheng Nuan was a newcomer, it was not easy, and he didn't want to cause her any trouble.

But Sheng Nuan just patted him: "It's okay, we don't work hard to be bullied."

The show outside was over, and the designers next to her were all coming this way, including the designer Ren Xuan whom Sheng Nuan knew.

Seeing Sheng Nuan, Ren Xuan stepped forward: "What happened?"

Sheng Nuan talked to her in a low voice, Ren Xuan was slightly startled, her eyes were a little perplexed, she paused, and whispered to her: "It's not a big deal, and you guys still want to stay in this circle in the future, try not to make things big. "

The person in charge said impatiently: "Can I leave?"

Sheng Nuan glanced at Ren Xuan: "If you were bullied like this today, I will stand up for you."

Ren Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then stopped talking.

Sheng Nuan looked at the person in charge: "Are you calling the surveillance or should I call the police?"

No one noticed, an old man wearing a hat and a mask looked at this side, his eyes were full of interest...

The person in charge looked ashen.

He could see that Sheng Nuan really didn't intend to expose it lightly... Not wanting to really make a big fuss, the person in charge could only grit his teeth and point at someone: "Accompany her to adjust the monitoring."

The staff member responded, and Sheng Nuan followed him. At this moment, a person next to him saw that something was wrong and wanted to leave...but Sheng Nuan turned around and called out: "What are you going to do?"

She sneered: "You just brought the shoes for my artist, right?"

The man never expected that a little-known model and manager would dare to make a big deal out of it. His expression was stiff: "I don't know."

Sheng Nuan looked at him: "Then you stay here obediently, and don't run away in fear of crime."

The person in charge also frowned and looked over, especially when he saw the ugly faces of his subordinates, he felt suspicious in his heart, and his expressions became even more ugly.

Sheng Nuan raised her head and smiled at the person who was going to adjust the monitoring: "Please take a look, little brother, I believe you will be able to find it, if you can't find it, I will go and see it myself."

The man glanced at the person in charge, responded, and then walked quickly to the monitoring room next to him... After about ten minutes, he came out again, and then walked to the person in charge and whispered in a low voice.

The person in charge's complexion changed, and he looked coldly at the man who did the manipulation: "Apologize."

The man knew that the matter was getting serious, so he didn't dare to quibble anymore, he walked up to Xie Rong and bowed to him: "I'm sorry, I've been in a bad mood these days, and my mind is gloomy, so I did that kind of thing... I sincerely apologize to you."

Xie Rong glanced at Sheng Nuan without showing any expression.

At this moment, there was a slap... It was Sheng Nuan who slapped the man in the face.

Everyone was stunned, and the man covered his face with a livid face: "I have already apologized, you..."

Sheng Nuan interrupted him: "I'm sorry, I was too angry and out of control for a while, and I sincerely apologize to you."

The man choked suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't utter a word.

Xie Rong stared at Sheng Nuan in a daze, with broken pearls faintly flashing in his eyes...

The person in charge was expressionless: "Is it okay now?"

Sheng Nuan smiled: "Thank you."

Facing Ren Xuan's somewhat complicated gaze, Sheng Nuan nodded to her: "Sorry."

Ren Xuan sighed: "I understand you, but I'm afraid I won't be able to help you any more in the future."

Sheng Nuan was not surprised, but sincerely thanked: "I understand, I still thank you, if there is anything I can help in the future, just say it."

She took Xie Rong's arm: "Let's go."

As soon as he took a step, a voice sounded next to him: "Stay."

Sheng Nuan turned her head and saw an old lady wearing a hat took off her mask and looked at her with a smile: "I have a show next month... I don't know if you are interested."

Beside, Ren Xuan and other designers were stunned.

"Min Huang, it's Min Huang..."

The customer service said: "The host is the uncrowned king of Huaguo's fashion industry today, Tang Min who is known as Minhuang..."