Then his fat assistant could only walk back, come to Yang Xueer, and squat down.
"Sister Xue'er, she said she wouldn't give it to her, so she got it first."
Yang Xueer withdrew her gaze and looked at her fat assistant.
A hand as white as jade struck the fat assistant on the right side of her face. The nails were painted with red nail polish, and then she pinched her face tightly.
The fat assistant in pain instinctively ran back, but immediately stopped running.
Because Yang Xueer was glaring at her, "Keep running! Be careful, I'll drive you away, get over here!"
The fat assistant endured the pain and insult and put his fleshy face in front of Yang Xueer so that she could be beaten easily.
"You are such a waste. You haven't done what I told you yet. Shouldn't you be punished? Huh? You are still hiding! Get over here!"
The fat assistant's face was pinched, so his speech was slurred, and he nodded desperately.
"It deserves punishment, it deserves punishment. Sister Xue'er, please spare your life. I know I was wrong!"
Seeing her fat assistant begging for mercy, Yang Xueer smiled with satisfaction and looked at the right side of the fat assistant's face.
Five finger prints appeared on the fat assistant's cheek, as well as two crescent blood stains, which were caused by Yang Xueer's nails.
Yang Xueer stretched out the hand of the fattening assistant and looked at An Qi with cold eyes, "Knead it for me, it hurts so much."
The fat assistant immediately knelt at Yang Xueer's feet, ignoring the blood marks and pain on his face, as if he was used to it.
Holding Yang Xueer's slender hand, she kept massaging it, from her fingers to her palm, not daring to show any neglect.
Yanyan originally had a temper and wanted to come forward to argue, but when she saw Yang Xueer being so cruel, she was afraid and hid beside An Qi.
"An Qi, why don't we go? She looks very powerful, and the clothes are so expensive."
Before Yan Yan finished speaking, An Qi walked over, lowered her head, and looked at Yang Xueer.
"The person you hit has nothing to do with me, and I have left the crew, so you have nothing to do with me, so don't stand in the way!"
"Haha, it doesn't matter? You provoked me and humiliated me on the set, it doesn't matter, it's really whimsical~" Yang Xueer said sarcastically.
His tone changed, and he raised his hand that had been massaged by the fat assistant, supported the fat assistant's head, and stood up.
Then the two shredded legs were slightly split, and he looked at An Qi, "If you don't want to, it doesn't matter, I will give you a way out~"
As she spoke, she pointed to her crotch. Yang Xueer was wearing a black leather skirt, fluorescent silk stockings, and a pair of black patent leather high heels.
Under the illumination of the store lights, it shines brightly. Even though the legs are spread apart, the space is still very small.
"Get out from under my crotch, and then kowtow to me and admit your mistake. From now on, I can take you to film, let you dance, whatever, how about it! Hahaha!" Yang Xueer looked at An Qi mockingly, and
His fingers pointed at his crotch.
Dancing was an insult that Yang Xueer had never experienced before. She only discovered this problem later when she saw the sample film, so she always held a grudge against An Qi as an extra in her heart.
However, An Qi is not well-known, and she is not often in Hengdian, so she has never been found.
Because of this matter, in order to make Yang Xueer happy, Yang Xueer's father, the financial sponsor, made a guarantee that An Qi would never be able to succeed.
Seeing An Qi being indifferent, Yang Xueer thought she was hesitating, and said, "I'll give you five seconds, crawl over, and kowtow. I can also reward you with this dress. This little money is not money in my eyes~
"
"Haha." An Qi suddenly laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Yang Xueer frowned and stared at An Qi.
"You are such a failure. You are incompetent and you blame others for being too good. You are ignorant and show off your low IQ. You have nothing but big breasts!"
"You! You! You are looking for death"
Yang Xueer was choked by An Qi and could not speak. She pointed one finger at An Qi.
An Qi ignored her and walked to the waiter, "I'm sorry to interrupt your business. Please wrap this dress for me."
The waiter had been stunned for several minutes. From the moment Yang Xueer came in, there was a smell of gunpowder, to the fattening of the assistant, and then An Qi's counterattack.
The waiter was still a little surprised and said yes.
Yang Xueer hurriedly walked over and stopped, "I want it too, I'll give you more money!"
An Qi pushed her away, and Yang Xueer lost her balance and fell to the ground.
"You only got this position by selling meat. I feel so sad for you!"
Without looking down at Yang Xueer, after paying the money, she took the shopping bags and left the store with Yanyan.
The fat assistant quickly ran over to help Yang Xueer, but was slapped again and kicked with high heels as if she was free of charge.
"Trash, what's the use of you? You're all fat!"
Yang Xueer could only vent her anger on the fat assistant.
He picked up the phone angrily and said, "Hey, godfather, I'm being bullied by someone, it's that female extra, woohoo!"
"Godfather, you have to avenge me!"
She burst into tears, without a single tear of course, but Yang Xueer's charming voice made the godfather on the other end of the phone unbearable.
"If you don't cry, don't cry. My godfather will give you money first to buy something to vent your anger on, but don't make Xueer angry. When you are in bed at night, you can tell your godfather how you want to take revenge on her!"
Yang Xueer said a few more words and hung up the phone.
That night, in a villa in the imperial capital.
Two people were lying on a water bed, one fat and one thin.
"Xue'er, Xue'er, please satisfy me!"
"No, you can't touch me until An Qi kneels in front of me and admits her mistake!"
Yang Xueer suddenly avoided the fat man.
That fat man was his godfather, named Ma Baoshan. His main sphere of influence was in Dongdu. He came here to accompany Yang Xueer in filming.
Ma Baoshan was about to pounce, but Yang Xueer's outstretched jade foot pressed against his mouth.
"Daddy, please promise me first~" he said coquettishly.
Ma Baoshan held Yang Xueer's silk stocking feet with both hands and smelled the fragrance coming from them, "Promise, promise, what about tonight?"
"No, I told you that An Qi must kneel in front of me to satisfy your godfather. However, you can comfort your godfather now~"
As he said that, he also stretched out the other stocking foot, and Ma Baoshan smelled and played with it greedily.
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"Third son, dad has given you a task. There is a female artist, she should be a group performer, named An Qi. Pay attention to this person, and if you finish it, your dad will consider you."
Ma Baoshan was lying on the bed, with Yang Xueer lying on his chest next to him. Ma Baoshan was fat and had fat all over his body.
But Yang Xueer didn't dislike it, but kept playing with his meat. When she heard that he called, she kissed him with satisfaction.
"My godfather is so kind, so I'll give you these stockings. Alas, I have to go filming again tomorrow~"
Yang Xueer activated her charm attribute again and kept seducing Ma Baoshan.
Ma Baoshan, who was already weak, watched as the silky stockings faded from Yang Xueer's legs, her body changed slightly, and then the stockings were thrown on Ma Baoshan's face.