The Villain’s Contract Lover

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Chapter 1, Can't afford to lose

A few days later, Xu Wanzhi received a red carpet invitation for a charity party. The original owner's reputation was not good. I haven't even visited the pheasant red carpet a few times in the impression. This time, I managed to catch up with a charity red carpet that can stand on the table. The agent Fang Lin paid special attention to it. Began to prepare.

One of the important links is borrowing a dress.

Although Xu Wanzhi had some topics because of the relationship between Sheng Fang and the endorsements of B family, compared with those front-line blanket tyrants, they are still poor. Therefore, after three or four days passed, Fang Lin called and told her that several luxury brands had already asked, and only two were willing to sell the old models. The rest rejected her because the new model had been borrowed.

In fact, it is normal for such a thing to appear. Each luxury brand has several series of spokespersons in China. When a new style is released in the season, of course, these spokespersons will be worn first. Walking on the red carpet and taboo shirt, even if the shape is similar. With her coffee, it was not expected to borrow it.

Fang Lin meant to let her choose one of the two old ones that she liked better. Xu Wanzhi held the phone for a while and asked, "I have a seasonal new design by Tianna in my hand. Can I be in a hurry?"

Fang Lin listened for a while and asked her, "Which Tianna? Tianna Week?"

"Yes, Zhou Yi, the French-Chinese designer." Xu Wanzhi stood up, opened the closet, and looked at the dress brought by Lin butler: "A short goose yellow tube top with small flowers on the skirt. "

"How did you get the design of Tianna?" Fang Lin's voice was raised a little, and it sounded very surprised: "Forget it, you put on your clothes and show me."

Hanging up the phone, Xu Wanzhi put on his dress and sent the photo to Fang Lin. Fang Lin only returned a sentence: "Sister must invite you the best stylist."

On the night of the charity party, Xu Wanyi, wearing Tianna's spring-summer gown, appeared and gained the attention of many top photographers. The upper part of her little dress tightly fits the waistline, two small flowers on her chest, and a fragrant bloom on the skirt. An expensive dress was worn on her, which was obviously just a ready-made garment, but as custom-made for her, a pair of long and straight ** set off, the skirt seemed to have life.

She also wore the same flower hair accessories on her curled-up hair, with jewelry specially provided by B, and she had a hint of playfulness in her grace and dignity.

With exquisite makeup, she stood there as if it were a work of art, and instantly compared many of the top-dressed dresses of D and C.

Her stylist Steven tonight was also invited as a guest to participate in this charity evening. After seeing his work favored by so many people, he whispered to Xu Wanzhi: "My dear, see it, as soon as the high-definition picture comes out tonight, D and C will have to regret that they did not take the initiative to set high It's in your hands. "

Xu Wanzhi calmly faced the camera, but was also modest: "I don't want to show any limelight, just don't make mistakes."

"Don't be too low-key." Steven smiled brightly at her. "You are a born hanger. Believe that you are the most beautiful tonight."

At this time, Jiang Yuexian crowded the crowd and never came over: "Wanzhi."

Xu Wanzhi was afraid that when he touched the little fox, he would turn into a forest, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was instantly awkward. However, Jiang Yuexian did not take himself as an outsider, and took Xu Wanzhi's bag skillfully: "Let's go, I'll take you to see Jiang Dao?"

Along the direction of his fingers, Xu Wanzhi saw Jiang Chenxi surrounded by a group of film emperors. She smiled and looked up to Jiang Yuexian and said, "No need, no, I won't use my fox to blackmail you emotionally, and you don't have to waste your own face to help me grab the script. Auditions, it's all based on your ability thing."

After hearing her, Jiang Yuexian was obviously hurt: "Look, I'm not a big tiger. Are you so afraid to avoid it?"

Xu Wanzhi hid a knife in her smile: "Yeah, big tigers won't kidnap others morally. I'm afraid that today you helped me introduce me. It was clear that I took" Huahua ", and you came to me again and said, Wanzhi, look at me to help You've been twice and you borrowed the fox from me for two days. "

Jiang Yuexian had black lines on his face, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you're sharp, I can't say you."

The words did not fall, his gaze was suddenly set in the distance, and he remained motionless.

Xu Wanzhi looked back, only to see an extraordinary and very precious man standing there.

Jiang Yuexian adjusted the collar of his suit, as if to himself: "Feng Cun, what kind of wind blows him today?"

Feng Cun ... Xu Wanzhi was very familiar with the name. After thinking about it for a long time, she remembered that. Mu Zhenyu was drunk that night, and Bai Feichen called her to pick her up. people.

Qin Sheng's angel investor, outside shareholders.

Although Bai Feichen didn't say it clearly, Xu Wanzhi guessed that he must be a very important person.

At this point, Feng Cun was whispering something to another man in a suit. Although Xu Wanzhi's hearing was developed, the scene was too noisy and she was far away, but she could only see his mouth moving and couldn't understand what was being said. So she pretended to be confused: "Who is Feng Cun? Which? You show me."

Jiang Yuexian pulled her without notice and went to the other side: "The heir of the Feng family is the most prominent one standing near the table not far away. You see, the people around are either rich or expensive, but he The suit on your body is simply a standout. How could you not see it? "

After walking to a close position, Xu Wanzhi finally heard Feng Cun's words vaguely.

"Of course Mu Zhenyu came to draw me over, and directly made me swell in front of a table." Feng Cun twisted the expensive cufflinks of his shirt: "He has lost the Falcon project, and it is said that the intellectual property application Some mistakes have also been made. At present Qin's valuation is not high, and I don't spend much money to squeeze into this industry. When Qin's press conference is held next month, I will follow up Qin Sheng with a round of investment insurance. The first two Tian Mu Xiyuan's illness is also getting better, and he is ready to join Qin Sheng with each other at any time. We made a low-end sale and let Mu Zhenyu die without knowing how he died. How good? "

Feng Cun's words were awful, and the people next to him echoed and laughed. Xu Wanzhi couldn't hear it, and turned to leave.

Who knows at this time, Feng Cun also said: "It was silly to think that he had lost money. I promised to inject money for him. Is it too naive?"

Xu Wanzhi's heart tightened-it was not easy to do. If Mu Zhenyu were to be fooled, she would most likely have to suffer.

Jiang Yuexian stood aside, looking at her look of cyanosis, so she raised her hand and shook her eyes: "Wantly, the red carpet is about to start. I am on the top and passed first."

Xu Wanzhi nodded indiscriminately, still thinking about how to inform Mu Zhenyu.

At this moment, Bai Feichen stood in the crowd, taking a panoramic view of Xu Wanzhi's every move.

He sneered and pulled out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Zhenyu's phone: "I told you not to trust Xu Wanzhi too much. She just crossed over half of the venue just to listen to what Feng exists. Maybe, She is also following your good brother to get together. "

At the other end of the phone, Mu Zhenyu was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine with her long fingers in her left hand, picking up the TV remote control with her right hand, and turning the live broadcast volume of the charity red carpet to the minimum: "I said, Xu Wanzhi, you Just don't worry about it. "

Bai Feichen froze: "She's a stunner, I admit it, but you can play, but don't fold on her."

Mu Zhenyu hung up the phone and took a sip of red wine.

The phone hadn't been put on the table yet, but it rang loudly again. He looked down, and this time it was Xu Wanzhi who called.

He paused and moved to answer.

"Hey, Mr. Mu." Under the noisy background sound, Xu Wanzhi's pleasant voice came from the earpiece.

Mu Zhenyu whispered "huh".

"That ..." It was she who called him first, but she didn't seem to know how to speak. After a long while, she asked, "Are you at home tonight?"

Mu Zhenyu raised her right eyebrow slightly, and looked up at the familiar furniture and Jiang Jing outside the window.

He deliberately lied with a lip on his lips: "There is something to do at night, and you won't be home until late. You go to bed first."

For Xu Wanzhi, he was trusting. However, the timing of her phone call was very delicate, and he had to pay more attention.

At the other end of the phone, she heard her under-voiced voice: "So ... I'll wait for you at home."

There was still a little loss in the weakness.

Mu Zhenyu hung up the phone, put down the red wine, and lit a cigarette.

He stared straight at the grand occasion of the charity evening on TV. The red carpet ceremony has begun, and familiar faces passed by the camera with bright smiles. He subconsciously hated not being able to find the little figure from the inside-Xu Wanzhi, hoping that she would not be too good at acting, while he was not at home, to meet people who should not be seen.

The cigarette was caught on the thin lip, and he took a sip gently, and slowly spit out the smoke: he was extremely accurate in seeing people on weekdays and never made a mistake.

Including trusting such a little girl who suddenly turned sexual, he never doubted that he would go wrong.

Recently, however, he has suddenly committed indecision, and the problem seems to be getting worse.

I don't know how long, the name "Xu Wanzhi" was suddenly pronounced clearly from the host's mouth.

Mu Zhenyu raised his eyes and watched the little girl wearing a goose-yellow dress, like a fairy, walking lightly into the camera.

A pair of long-legged porcelain, Bai Yingrun, she is as beautiful as a fairy living in the world, and her eyes and eyebrows are exuding all kinds of styles of this flourishing red dust, but there is a different style in it.

She stopped in the middle of the red carpet with a smile in her eyes.

Somehow, Mu Zhenyu suddenly felt an indescribable irritability in his heart—not thought, not jealousy, and even he himself could not say what the irritability was.

He checked the process of the charity party with his mobile phone and focused on the end time.

He suddenly realized that this irritability was probably a strange tension. He was nervous. After the end time, Xu Wanzhi did not return home on time.

He pressed the cigarette that had been smoked only two times and chuckled a little self-deprecatingly: Maybe this time, he really couldn't afford to lose.

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