Not only was his skirt splashed, but his face was also covered with ink.

The woman was not satisfied, so she turned around and kicked Charlene a few times before leaving with the man in black.

All this happened so suddenly, and it felt like a dream. Lin Nuannuan stood there and couldn't react for a long time.

I thought to myself how could there be such a crazy woman in this world?

Also, how could Charlene become a mistress? Charlene looks so elegant, intellectual, beautiful, and rich, so why should he become a mistress?

"It hurts." At this time, Charlene, who was curled up on the ground, made such a sound, and Lin Nuannuan came to her senses. When she saw Charlene still naked, she pulled over a piece of fabric placed on the chair.

Covered on Charlene.

"Director Xia, are you okay?" Lin Nuannuan asked worriedly. She was so scared when she looked bloody on her face.

Also, there are no less than a hundred people in the backstage of this catwalk. Why didn’t there anyone come forward to help Charlene, and no one even wants to call the police for her?

Are these people still humans? They are really too cold.

It seems that everyone here hopes that Charlene will die.

When she died, she lost one competitor.

How can human hearts be like this? In the eyes of these people, is there only benefits, and at least human nature no longer?

"Director Xia, will I call the police for you?" Lin Nuannuan solicited Xia Lin's opinion.

But Charlene said, "No, don't call the police."

Since Charlene disagreed, Lin Nuannuan had no choice but to help her up from the ground, then took out her cell phone and dialed 120.

At this time, Bai Xian came over and complained to Xia Lin: "Director Xia, the show is about to start in five minutes. Although I am the last one to play, it will only take half an hour. You can't let me dress like this, right?

?”

"Or I won't be on stage."

"No!" Director Xia squeezed out these three words in pain.

She assured Mr. Bo that at least three of the ten fashions that participated in the show will become popular.

Especially Bai Xian’s main fashion style will definitely become the biggest hit on the entire show.

This product took several months to complete, and it cannot be wasted like this.

"What do you think of?" Bai Xian's tone became even more impatient.

"Bai Xian, Director Xia is like this. Can you speak better?" Lin Nuannuan reminded Bai Xian.

If one day she becomes a well-known designer, she would never use such a model who can make trouble.

Bai Xian immediately shouted at Lin Nuannuan: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to yell at me?"

"I am Mr. Bo's secretary." Lin Nuannuan blurted out.

When he heard it was Bo Jianchen's secretary, Bai Xian's attitude was a little restrained, but he was still full of resentment: "There are only thirty minutes left before I go on stage. If I say that I can remake one piece exactly the same, it is difficult to get the fabric, it is

If there is fabric, it will be too late to remade it.”

"Besides, Director Xia is like this."

"What else can I do if I don't give up?"

Lin Nuannuan said, "I will definitely think of a solution."

At this time, Director Xia took Lin Nuannuan's hand and said angrily: "It's too late."

"It's really too late."

"There's no way."

After saying these three sentences, Charlene burst into tears.

"No, there will be a solution."

"Director Xia, don't be discouraged, I will help you find a solution." Lin Nuannuan encouraged Xia Lin.

The onlookers and models shook their heads or sighed: "It's all cut like this, and it's still full of ink. What else can I do?"

"I think it's hard to save it even if it's the God of Daluo."

"This little secretary is really ignorant of the world."

"Now, our company's main products have a little more hope."

Lin Nuannuan yelled at these people angrily: "No, there will be a solution, there will be a certain way."

Director Xia’s main fashion can no longer be on stage, so they are naturally happy and have lost another competitive product.

These people are so hateful. If you don’t help them, you will have to take advantage of them.

At this time, another sound came from the crowd:

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that Charlene was actually a mistress?"

"It's really hateful."

"It deserves to be beaten to death!"

...

"I didn't." At this time, Charlene held Lin Nuannuan's hand and said firmly.

"I didn't. They framed me, and the purpose was to not want my fashion to be on stage."

"Lin Nuannuan, you have to believe me."

Lin Nuannuan said to her: "Director Xia, I believe in you."

"Don't worry, you will definitely think of a solution."

At this time, the 120 ambulance came over, trying to take Charlene away.

But Charlene was reluctant to leave.

Lin Nuannuan said to Xia Lin: "Director Xia, leave it to me, and I will definitely handle it for you."

"Leave it to you?" Charlin looked at Lin Nuannuan in disbelief.

"Yeah, leave it to me."

"But--"

The next second, Lin Nuannuan said to the medical staff: "Take her away."

Although Charlene didn't want to leave, she fainted before she could say another word.

As soon as Charlene left, Lin Nuannuan realized that she had bragged just now.

She actually asked Charlene to hand over everything to her?

Lin Nuannuan, are you crazy?

"I tell you, if I want me to dress like this, I will definitely not go up there."

As soon as Charlene left, Bai Xian began to complain to her again.

"Don't worry, you will definitely not be allowed to dress like this." Lin Nuannuan answered affirmatively, then stared at Bai Xian's skirt and began to think.

"You are a little secretary, what guarantee do you have?" Bai Xian roared at Lin Nuannuan in disgust.

Before Bai Xian complained again, Lin Nuannuan suddenly shouted: "I have it!"

Have it?

What's there?

Bai Xian was confused and didn't know what the little secretary was talking about.

He is just a little secretary and does not understand clothing design, so he must not let her do whatever she wants.

The next second, Lin Nuannuan picked up the scissors on the dressing table and said to Bai Xian: "Bai Xian, stand and don't move."

"What do you want to do?"

"Just stop moving!"

Without waiting for Bai Xian to object, Lin Nuannuan had already started to work on his skirt. With the scissors, she cut off a large piece of the skirt.

"Hey, you're crazy, what are you doing?" Bai Xian shouted at Lin Nuannuan with horror.

She is an international supermodel and actually asked a little secretary to cut it off on her body. Why should he listen to her?

"Don't move!"

"At this time, you must listen to me!" Lin Nuannuan said in an orderly tone.

"Why?" Bai Xian was dissatisfied.

"Just because Chen Culture has given you money, and I am taking over Charlene's job now, so you have to listen to me."

"Otherwise, I will let Jianchen Culture sue you for breach of contract!"

"..." Bai Xian was speechless, thinking that this girl looked at the little one and spoke very well.

Then, Bai Xian stood there obediently.

Lin Nuannuan began to continue cutting and cut seven or eight scissors on the edge of her skirt.
Chapter completed!