"Okay." She just questioned, but she didn't expect to refuse. She would do whatever the senior brother asked her to do. The senior brother would only love her, pamper her, treat her well, and would never harm her. That kind of trust, accumulated over many years, goes deep into the bones.
, deeply convinced.
Sure enough, when five o'clock arrived, the makeup artist Play led a group of assistants to arrive with great fanfare. The posture was extremely scary. The orchid finger was raised, the enchanting man with a pink girl and a pink girl, and a group of rich and powerful people, who looked very much like gangsters.
/Women who know how to be bodyguards, any strong ones can bring down a cow with their bare hands.
A new interpretation of softness and strength, a new division between men and women.
Feeling that it was rare and strange, Qianxun swallowed hard and stood up against the wall.
"Are you Miss Qianxun? From now on, I will be responsible for everything about you. Please cooperate with me. Do whatever I want you to do. Before seven o'clock, I have to find a fashion expert.
The beauty is for Mr. Ye." The lady orchid swiped her fingers, and the two bodybuilding beauties stepped forward, one on the left and the other on the right, holding the panicked Qianxun and dragging her to the bathroom...
Struggle? No use.
Asking for help? It’s no use.
Crying?? Well, this is a bit exaggerated, it’s just makeup. If she doesn’t cry, she definitely won’t cry.
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At 6:55, Qianxun, wearing an icy blue low-cut evening dress, long hair tied high, and light makeup, steadily stepped on ten-inch high heels. At Play's request, she modeled in the room.
The money went around in a circle.
The enchanting man seizes the last moment to provide guidance on the posture, every frown, every smile, every step and every stop, everything is very particular.
"It's done." He snapped his fingers and raised his chin triumphantly, "Player does it himself and will never allow defective works to appear. Miss Qianxun, it's a pleasure to work with you. Please enjoy such a wonderful night."
While Qianxun was petrified, he watched speechlessly as his female assistants quickly packed up their things. Within a minute, they were all ready and filed out.
Play walked arrogantly in the front, twerking and swaying her hips, alluring and charming. It was the most standard cat walk, the level of a top-notch international model.
His female assistants walked into the elevator first, while Play waited at the entrance of the elevator. Lao Gao raised his finger and pointed at Qianxun gently, "Miss Qianxun, let's go down together. I really want to see Mr. Ye's eyes light up with my own eyes."
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After two hours of polishing from head to toe, the success of the play left a shocking mark on Qianxun's young mind.
The fear of him is even greater than Feng Xing.
So much so that she immediately carried out one of his light movements without even thinking about it, since she didn't want to be played with 'angry', 'slightly sick', 'coquettish' or 'coquettish' again.
She was like a soulless doll, standing next to Play, looking at his waist as strong as a willow and looking at him as a monster.
After finally reaching the first floor, I set up an awning with my hands and searched in all directions to the west. When I saw a pure black car parked not far away, my eyes lit up.
"Hey, people know that Mr. Ye is always on time and never makes a beautiful woman wait." He stood on tiptoes and waved in the direction of the car.
The car door opened, and Qianxun saw his senior brother step out of the driver's seat. His clothes were well-fitting, not stained by dust, and did not feel overly formal. He just stood there with a calm expression, and everything around him became the background.
Blurred into one piece.
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