Ye Ling frowned her eyebrows in displeasure, "Raise your head, and if you want to see it, feel free to see what it looks like if you shrink your head."
"Yes." After hearing Ye Ling's words, Murong Rong hurriedly raised his head.
Ye Ling raised her finger at Murong Rong and said, "Come here."
Asking Murong Rong to come forward, Ye Ling grabbed Murong Rong's hand, kneaded it, and then squeezed Murong Rong's arm.
He stood up, raised Murong Rong's face, and scratched Murong Rong's face with his bright red nails, scraping off a thick layer of powder.
Ye Ling snapped her fingers, and a beautician came in and said, "Take her to wash her face. Wash her face clean and then bring her here."
The beautician responded respectfully and took Murong Rong to a room full of cosmetics from various brands.
Murong Rong sat on the leather chair in front of the mirror. The beautician put a white apron around her neck and cleaned her face quickly with her fingers.
Five minutes later, a plain face appeared in front of the mirror.
After unhooking the apron and following the beautician back to the reception room, Ye Ling came over, picked up Murong Rong's face and looked at it for a while, then massaged her face and nodded slightly: "That's right. Except for being a little pale, her complexion is a bit darker."
Except for that, the elasticity and tenderness are both good.”
Long bright red fingers fell from Murong Rong's neck and touched Murong Rong's body.
Murong Rong grabbed Ye Ling's wrist, his eyes flashing with uneasiness, "What do you want to do?"
"Of course I want to check your assets. If you don't want me to touch you, take off your clothes yourself."
"The injury on my back makes it difficult to take off my clothes. Moreover, Anna knows that I have many scars on my body, which is not good-looking."
Ye Ling didn't force it, walked around Murong Rong, her professional eyes fell on Murong Rong's chest, and nodded slightly, "The breast shape and size are okay, the body is a little thinner, and if you add another kilogram, it will be even more beautiful.
"
Ye Ling took a platinum VIP card to Murong Rong, "Come for a full set of beauties twice a week, and I will arrange a professional beauty and body sculpting artist for you."
Murong Rongqi said: "Sister Ling, I'm not here for beauty treatment, I just want to ask for your help."
"I know." Ye Ling sat back on the chair, opened the diamond-encrusted suitcase next to her, took out a box of fragrant hand cream, picked some, and massaged it on her hands.
As the proprietress of a beauty salon, Ye Ling takes very delicate care of every part of her body.
After applying hand cream, I took out a set of manicure tools from the box, took a paintbrush, dipped it in colored oil, and painted exquisite patterns on my long nails.
"I won't do things for no reason. If you want me to help you, what do you think you can give me in exchange?"
Murong Rong walked up to Ye Ling, changed her reserved look, and said bluntly: "I don't have much value, but Anna being able to come here to find you today means that I am valuable to you. Let's cooperate.
,how?"
From the short time they got together, she realized that Ye Ling was different from Anna, and the little white rabbit look she used to deal with Anna was not suitable for dealing with Ye Ling.
Ye Ling finally gave Murong Rong a serious look from his initial indifference.
She put down the manicure knife and said, "I like smart women. It seems that you are not very stupid."
Murong Rong did not dare to show his sharpness too much, and lowered his head and said: "I was forced to have no choice but to find you in desperation. If you are not willing to help me take revenge, I will have no choice but to find someone else. I don't believe in anyone in the world."
I can’t find anyone who can help me.”
"Forced?" Ye Ling suddenly smiled, "I like this word. If not forced to a dead end, how many women would be willing to sell themselves to the devil?"
Ye Ling took Murong's hand and led her to the inner room.
The inner room was an ordinary office. Ye Ling let go of Murong Rong, took out a photo album from the filing cabinet and handed it to Murong Rong.
"Look at this woman, do you know her?"
Murong Rong took it and opened the photo album.
The woman in the photo album is beautiful, noble and elegant, and Murong Rong is extremely familiar. Isn’t this woman Jiang Minming, Yin Zai’s mother?
In the photo, Jiang Minmin is still very young, beautiful and youthful. I think it is a photo of her when she was young.
Murong Rong flipped through the pages from beginning to end, showing photos of Jiang Minmin when he was young, and did not see any recent photos of Jiang Minmin.
She raised her head and asked, pretending to be confused: "Who is this woman?"
Ye Ling sat on the sofa behind the desk and sneered, "Her name is Jiang Minmin. She is the eldest lady of Jiang's consortium and Yinzai's mother."
Murong Rong didn't understand, "What do you mean by showing me the photo? I don't understand."