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Chapter 78 Don't mess with me

The news of the slap in the face came too fast. Fang Yimeng was still thinking of others just now, but the next second someone came up and punched her.

Lu Jingshan raised his eyes to look at the staff who came in with his head.The staff at the door could clearly feel the hot and scrutinizing eyes, her heart tightened slightly, and she held the doorknob slightly harder.

"Did Li Jinchen tell you that?" Lu Jingshan locked the phone screen in his hand, adjusted his sitting posture, and asked calmly.

Fang Yimeng saw the staff at the door through the mirror image of the vanity mirror. Hearing what he said, she couldn't help but focus on that staff member, and turned her head curiously.

The staff faltered, "President Li is still communicating with the staff. It was Mr. Liao's request after seeing the work arrangement."

The makeup artist sent by Shengxun Culture was filling up the color of Fang Yimeng's lipstick. Hearing this sentence, he pursed his lips and gave a muffled laugh.

Originally, the voice in the room was quiet, but after her smug smile, everyone pursed their lips and looked at each other tacitly.

"Go back and tell you, Mr. Liao, that the requirements for the cover of the magazine's shooting are not determined by people with Qingyue culture who can just say a few words."

Behind her, Fang Yimeng picked up the earrings on the dressing table and began to put them on her ears. She turned her head slightly, looked at herself in the mirror, looked at the staff at the door, and said coldly.

The staff looked at Fang Yimeng with some embarrassment, and said falteringly: "I'll go back and tell Teacher Liao..."

"I'll go to your Teacher Liao after I finish speaking," Fang Yimeng looked at her beautiful self in the mirror, and curled her lips contentedly, "Who doesn't want a solo shot on the cover of a magazine? If you want a solo, then just go It's time to start a negotiation to see if we should use Fang Yimeng's solo or your Qingyue culture's solo."

"Oh, there's no need to negotiate. This magazine belongs to Shengxun Culture, so let the people from Shengxun Culture uphold justice."

After saying this, Fang Yimeng happened to put on two earrings, and she stood up, still wearing a close-fitting mid-length skirt, which outlined a graceful figure.The woman's delicate and beautiful appearance carried a bit of sneer, and she looked at the staff at the door frankly and confidently.

The staff bowed their heads in shame, and after a hasty answer, turned around and ran outside.

Lu Jingshan watched the little cat stretch out its sharp claws to show off its power, and the smile in his deep eyes deepened.

"Look at what."

There were no other staff members in the room, so Fang Yimeng vented her anger on Lu Jingshan who was silent at the side.

Mr. Lu, who was inexplicably choked, touched the tip of his nose happily.

"Also, you know Li Jinchen well, don't you..."

Fang Yi dreamed that he was touching his nose, she had an idea, half-closed her eyes, stepped on her high heels and walked towards Lu Jingshan step by step.

The man sat on the sofa calmly, raised his head, and raised his eyebrows as he watched Fang Yimeng approaching step by step.

"Are you, are you secretly targeting Li Jinchen behind my back and not taking me?"

She was triumphant, as if she had found out Lu Jingshan's small thoughts.Standing in front of him, looking down at Lu, who was sitting comfortably and calmly on the sofa.

The smile in the man's eyes deepened.

The makeup artist in the room was shocked when he heard the conversation.

Is this a conversation you can listen to for free?Can she sit here and be transparent?

"There's no need to deal with Li Jinchen specially." Lu Jingshan originally wanted to indulge her in talking nonsense.

But the man thought about it for a moment, once this little wild cat let his thoughts fly away, it would be to such an extent that even ten kite strings would not be able to pull it back.

As a last resort, he could only regretfully give up teasing this little wild cat, and let his words speak clearly.

"I used to be a teacher and student at the same school as Li Jinchen."

He properly reminded Fang Yimeng that his relationship with Li Jinchen was not that strange.

Fang Yimeng puckered the corners of her mouth and let out a snort.

The make-up artist had a terrified expression at the moment, she was sitting in a small corner holding her precious cosmetic bag, listening to this conversation.

At this moment, her body is not tired anywhere, except for her toes.

She was so embarrassed.

If a Universal Studios suddenly appeared underground today, she must have dug it out with her toes.

Or she'd better go...

Putting her thoughts into action, she leaned over with her makeup bag in her arms, and quickly ran towards the door.

Fang Yimeng only felt a gust of wind flying past behind her, and when she turned her head to look, she only saw the door of the dressing room closing slowly.

Fang Yimeng: "???"

What kind of evil wind is this?
Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Lu Jingshan no longer maintained the calm appearance of just sitting on the sofa.

He stretched out his hand neatly and easily pulled Fang Yimeng into his arms, and then Fang Yimeng felt a moment of weightlessness.

Within a breath, she fell into Lu Jingshan's arms.

When she looked up, she could see the man's sharp jawline and the slightly rolling up and down Adam's apple. She pursed her lips that were painted with lip gloss, and there was a thoughtful look in her watery eyes.

"Don't look at me like that." The man's voice was slightly low, like rough paper, as if every word he uttered was accompanied by a low electric sound.

Fang Yimeng blinked her eyes, but still kept her eyes open, staring at him openly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and met the woman's fiery gaze. The man's deep peach eyes were stained with deep emotions, and the strength of his hand on her waist increased slightly.

"You should be thankful that you don't have much time. There is still half an hour before the shooting. Don't try to get out of the door of this dressing room."

The man's voice was deep, and his articulation was neither too fast nor too slow, as if he was reciting convoluted and cumbersome poems, with a sacred and solemn light, but he was chanting heart-wrenching and flustered dirty words.

There was finally a flustered expression in her open eyes, she struggled to get up, but Lu Jingshan clasped her waist very hard.

There is a disparity in power between men and women.

After struggling to no avail, Fang Yimeng simply sat in Lu Jingshan's arms, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the man's neck.

Suddenly, the distance between the two people was shortened.

Looking at each other, one can clearly see half of the other's face reflected in the bottom of the clear eyes.

Lu Jingshan subconsciously swallowed his Adam's apple, and said, "Are you sure you want to mess with me?"

Hearing this sentence, Fang Yimeng had a stubborn little thought in her heart, and she clasped her arms tightly again, bringing the distance between the two of them closer again.

The tips of their noses seemed to collide with each other, and she had a sly smile in her eyes.

"Oh, is it?"

The breath gradually approached, and the warmth and lightness fell on the man's cheek, but it would leave immediately after touching it.

(End of this chapter)