"Are you ready?" Wen Jiedi raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but said with a smile: "Doesn't it seem like I owe you a favor? After all, I am treating you to dinner tonight."
"Then let's do it next time." Mr. Yang's fingers continued to tap, feeling the soft rebound on the sofa.
Ding Haoming leaned against the wall with a smile on his face: "It's been a long time since I've eaten the food cooked by Sister Wu."
"Then I will satisfy your wishes tonight." The blue pupils smiled lightly, and his eyes fell faintly on the woman coming out of the dressing room at this moment.
The beautiful body is wrapped in a purple dress, and the chest and cuffs are all decorated with sequins, reflecting the light and exuding speckled luster.
The fair skin is even more confusing under the light purple color. Her long hair is pulled low, with a crystal clip in her ears, eye-catching purple earrings hanging from her ears, and a purple necklace around her neck.
The whole person looks as elegant and elegant as a goddess.
"Wow, Ning Ning. You are so...so beautiful today."
Xing Yuanmi jumped out of nowhere with a look of surprise on her face, looking at Man Ningning and spinning around in circles.
Abigail crossed her hands, leaned against the door of the dressing room, snorted, and muttered softly, "What a fuss, you're not just a vixen."
Wenyou walked out of the dressing room and heard Abigail talking to herself. She walked over, bumped Abigail gently and asked, "Hey, what were you talking about just now?"
"It's nothing, I just can't stand some people." Abigail said calmly.
Wen You looked at Man Ningning, feeling unhappy for some reason.
However, she still walked over and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the skirt I designed would be so beautiful on you. It's really beyond my imagination."
Man Ningning's face turned red, and all eyes fell on her. Xing Yuanmi agreed, "If our Ningning becomes a star, other actresses must have faded away."
"Hey, don't talk nonsense." Man Ningning took Xing Yuanmi's hand and said softly: "Don't talk nonsense, it won't be good if others hear you."
"But, I've heard it." Ding Haoming's eyes fell on Man Ningning from beginning to end, looking at her beautiful and delicate face, "How come you dress like this, why do I feel like you are my bride?"
Yang Shao, who was sitting on the sofa, heard this and said in a low voice: "Ding Haoming, if this sentence of yours spreads to the Internet, your female fans will probably have another sleepless night."
Ding Haoming spread his hands and said, "I just couldn't help myself. Don't make such a fuss."
"Did I? I just wanted to remind you kindly." The voice was low, with a hint of arrogant smile, Yang Shao lazily leaned on the sofa, with a trace of charm in his eyes.
"It seems like I should really thank you." Ding Haoming pursed his lips, but he never minded Yang Shao's words.
The relationship between them is as close as brothers, and they understand some words and some things too well.
"It's time to start shooting." A man in his thirties walked over, with a pair of black glasses on his resolute face and a slightly solemn expression.
He is --- Wang Zongjun, the world's top photographer. His works are called the most beautiful works of art. All the photos he takes will be so beautiful that you can't imagine.
Therefore, when some celebrities shoot covers or photos, the first thing that comes to mind is Wang Zongjun. Although he is cold and solemn, he is handsome. Generally, the majority of requests are for female celebrities.
For today's shooting, he came back from the UK specially...
Ding Haoming walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Actually, I found that meeting you really scared me. I remember when you met me in the United States last year, you said, "I will definitely do it next time."
I’ll shoot covers for you and let you break the rules.”
Wang Zongjun smiled and shook his head, his smile a bit solemn, "At the beginning, I just relied on my subconscious mind to speak. Unexpectedly, my words became true."
"What are you talking about?" Wen Jiedi stood up from the sofa and walked over, "Originally, I planned to introduce it to you. Since you all know each other, I won't say anything else."
"We met at a cocktail party three years ago." Wang Zongjun looked at Wen Jiedi, and then passed his eyes to Man Ningning, "This person shouldn't be in the entertainment industry, right?", "Of course not.
." Young Master Yang said lazily and glanced at Man Ningning. At this moment, she was chatting happily with Xing Yuanmi, looking very excited.
"Young President Yang, I often hear Miss Weisi talking about you. However, there is nothing we can do even if no one knows about your tidbits."
Wang Zongjun said with a smile, "It's rare to see you for the first time. You are indeed more handsome and handsome than on the cover. No wonder so many women think about it day and night. Even Miss Weisi must be..."
I didn’t go on to say the following words. However, everyone knew it well.
What's more, even if an actress is dazzling on the stage, who doesn't want to marry a rich, powerful and handsome man?
Yang Shao's fingers tapped on the sofa softly, "It's not just me who thinks about it day and night. Aren't the few around you also making other women think about it day and night?"
As soon as these words came out, these grown men laughed knowingly.
Wang Zongjun glanced at the watch on his wrist and clapped his hands, "We can start shooting."
Xing Yuanmi pulled the purple dress dragged by Man Ningning and helped her walk to the light. Ding Haoming was already standing tall and handsome under the light, waiting for her.
Ding Haoming quietly watched Man Ningning walking in his direction. Under the dazzling lights along the way, she was extremely beautiful. Her big eyes were extremely clear, and her long eyelashes were spread out.
Quietly waiting for her to come over, one step, two steps, three steps...
It seemed that the waiting was like welcoming a bride. Ding Haoming was shocked that he had such an idea.
I felt a smile in my heart, and a smile unconsciously appeared on my lips.
Under the light, Ding Haoming is wearing a blue shirt with a black butterfly in the middle. He is gentlemanly and elegant. His Korean-style black hair makes his side wheels look more handsome.
Man Ningning walked over, turned on the fan, and the snowflakes in the air began to flutter, causing her long black hair to rise slightly.
Wang Zongjun stood in front of the camera and looked at Man Ningning and Ding Haoming, "You two come closer."
As those words fell, Yang Shaowei, who was standing on the sofa, squinted his eyes, staring at the beautiful figure in the light, and lightly drew his finger from his lips with an evil connotation.
It was busy over there, with lights shining everywhere. They followed Wang Zongjun's instructions and made various smiles and movements until the filming was completed.
The air conditioner was on in the studio. Whether it was the heat or the psychological tension, Man Ningning felt that her palms were sweating all the time.
It wasn't until the end that I boldly let go.
"Not bad, the photo was taken well." Wang Zongjun came over and praised. Wen You came over, handed him a tissue, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"That's what it should be." Wang Zongjun reached out and took it. Wen Jiedi brought two bottles of water, one for Man Ningning and one for Wang Zongjun, and said, "I didn't expect that the photo was taken very quickly!
”.
Wang Zongjun took it, opened it and took a sip, looking at Man Ningning faintly, Xing Yuanmi was wiping her sweat, "This shouldn't be her first time filming, right?"
Wen Jiedi asked: "Why do you say that?"
"I took a look and found that both her attitude and movements were very suitable to my taste." Wang Zongjun took another sip, and Wen Jiedi smiled and said: "What you may not know is that this is her first time filming a product.
The cover of the magazine. Moreover, she is the photography director of Yipin Magazine."
"Oh!" Wang Zongjun raised his eyebrows: "That's it."
Xing Yuanmi opened the mineral water for Man Ningning, handed it to her, and said, "Ningning, you didn't realize that you looked great in the photo just now. You're so beautiful."
"Really?" Man Ningning smiled softly, took a sip of water, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I need to take off my makeup first."
"Shall I go with you?" Xing Yuanmi said.
Man Ningning nodded and walked to the dressing room. At this moment, Young Master Yang, A Niu and Ding Haoming were sitting on the sofa inside.
She was stunned for a moment, and when Man Ningning was about to go out, Ding Haoming's voice came faintly from behind, "What? Are you going to go out as soon as you come in? Are there wolves here?".
Smile softly when speaking.
Man Ningning looked sideways at Ding Haoming and said with a smile: "Of course not. I plan to ask Wang Sen to help me remove my makeup."
"Removing makeup?" Ding Haoming asked, "What makeup do you need to remove? Tonight, Young Master Yang specially asked Sister Wu to hold a party at home for the two of us. When the time comes, you can't just say leave."
Party banquet?
Man Ningning looked at Young Master Yang, his eyes fixed on her lightly, and smiled coldly: "I'm afraid, Miss Man's face is too big to invite her."
"That will really disappoint Mr. Yang. Since it is Mr. Yang's kindness, how could I refuse?" Man Ningning slightly raised Mingjie's chin and stared down at the arrogant man.
Yang Shao squinted his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect that this woman would actually go there. Suddenly, he realized that he really didn't understand her at all.
However, come to think of it, she never gave him a chance to understand her from beginning to end.
The moonlight is faint, and the luxurious manor is filled with laughter, joy, and gentle music.
Although it is called a manor, there are many small villas built here. One of the villas has been left alone just to hold some banquets.
There are many shade trees outside. It is already late autumn, and the plum blossoms are blooming very well. Every inch is filled with shining lights, illuminating the blooming plum blossoms. Occasionally, the wind blows and falls.
In the luxurious villa, five crystal lamps of different sizes shine with their own light on the ceiling, and the black marble reflects the footsteps of a group of young men and women.
Rows of food were placed against the upper wall on the left side of the huge hall. Delicious delicacies filled the air.
Although it was nominally held for Ding Haoming and Man Ningning, the people present were not people from Yipin Magazine, or some familiar rich kids from their daily lives.
In the middle of the hall is a crystal dance floor, with small blue lights shining up from the ground. It is a very light blue.