There are also many private photos of Li Wan and Li Ze on her mobile phone.

Thinking of the enthusiasm of the mother and son on the Internet, Xiaoya's hands contracted in her sleeves tightened.

These things, in Xiaoya's eyes, are all bills.

Women's originally beautiful eyes gradually became dull and ugly, bit by bit all infused with greed.

Xiaoya took out her mobile phone and took a look at her balance.

Looking at the number that is growing again

The woman squeezed a satisfied, unconcealed smile.

This job is really good.

Much better than the crew she wanted to join with her squeezed head.

She will stay longer.

Xiaoya turned on the faucet and rinsed the overflowing greed on her face.

The rushing water mixed with the woman's insidious smile has been passed on for a long, long time.

After a long time, Xiaoya calmed down completely, reapplied her makeup, and carefully arranged her wet hair.

She looked in the mirror and adjusted the curvature of the corners of her mouth again and again.

Until I make my smile look full of vitality and cautious.

This posture of low and low wagging should be the best to please these wealthy people.

Xiaoya looked down to pack her things, thinking lightly in her heart that in the future, she would be the object of others to fawn on.

Until then, her every move will be sought after by many people.

Thinking about it, I really look forward to it.

With such a delay, Xiaoya has already missed working hours.

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed the greed in her eyes, and changed to an anxious look.

The woman shook her small bag and hurried into the studio.

She held the door with one hand, pinched her waist with the other, bends her knees slightly, panting for breath.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late, today's bus is so crowded..."

Lulu smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay~ Take a break and drink."

"Where's Sister Wan, is she coming, is she upset..."

Xiaoya lowered her voice, her eyes rolled a little, with some caution and wince.

It's like Li Wan bullies people all day long.

Lulu's heart burst into flames.

Before Xiaoya's appearance, she only considered it because of her personality, and didn't think it was a big problem.

Since the abnormality was discovered the day before yesterday, after watching the surveillance yesterday, I now look at this look, no matter how you look at it, there is a smell of tea.

"Li Li has such a good temper, how can he be upset? Prepare yourself, Li Li has something to tell you."

Xiaoya probes, her botched acting skills continue: "I am a dispensable assistant, what can I do?"

Lulu nodded, agreeing with Xiaoya's words.

Dispensable.

Your positioning of yourself is quite accurate.

at this time.

The workshop door was pushed open.

Li Wan held a paper bag similar to a cowhide envelope in his hand, followed by Yan Heming, and walked out aggressively.

Female, her aggressive appearance forcibly captured Xiaoya's sight.

Li Wan's face was dark, her eyes chilled, and there was a terrifying sound from her high heels.

Reverberated in the studio one after another.

The woman's long flowing hair fell with the steps, exuding an overwhelming aura.

"Late, late sister." Xiaoya felt a chill for no reason, and shrankly took a step back.

He pressed down the corner of his mouth, bit his lip lightly, and pulled out a pitiful and innocent smile.

When Li Wan saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the cold voice hit Xiaoya's eardrums:

"So scared of me?"

"No, no..." The first time Xiaoya saw Li Wan's serious look, it was too scary.

It made her scalp numb in an instant, and she gave birth to fear for no reason.

"You are fired." Li Wan faintly interrupted Xiaoya's incoherent explanation.

Xiao Ya paused, panicked after reacting, and even took a step forward and grabbed Li Wan's sleeve:

"Ah, why, sister late, I didn't mean to be late on purpose."

The woman squeezed out two crocodile tears as she spoke, and her small face couldn't be more pitiful.

Li Wan sneered and waved her hand softly. Xiaoya fell to the ground and wept softly.

She didn't know if this appearance was useful, and could it be exchanged for Li Wan's pity.

But she has to try.

She must stay here.

"Sister Wan, what did I do badly, please point it out, don't drive me away, I don't have a job..."

Li Wan chuckles, this kind of begging for mercy is really hypocritical.

"Xiaoya, you want my son's hair, just say it."

The woman flicked the long hair on her drooping chest, hooked a handful of it around her fingertips, playing lazily.

Xiaoya opened her mouth wide, raised her wet eyes, and looked at Li Wan incredulously.

How did she know!

"Heh, are you surprised? Whoever fetches my hair like yours is about to pull my son bald."

Li Wan laughed, sounding in a good mood.

But Xiaoya didn't think so. Her back was soaked with cold sweat, her scalp was numb, and her eyes looked at Li Wan with a lot of fear.

She found out...

Wouldn't it, it's all over.

Xiaoya crawled forward, hugged Li Wan's leg pitifully, crying, and explained palely:

"Sister Wan, listen to me—ah!"

Before the woman finished speaking, Li Wan's patience was completely gone.

She bent over and pulled the woman who was pulling her by her hair.

"I do not want to hear."

I want to hit someone.

Beat you.

Li Wan's palm was hard, and Xiaoya's scalp ached.

The big teardrops gushing out, hung on the girl's beautiful little face, a little more pitiful.

Lulu folded her hands on her chest, she didn't speak, and blinked a pair of shiny deer eyes watching the show.

It’s a rare opportunity to see idols beating people with your own eyes!

Yan Heming had already seen no surprises, he walked to a quiet corner and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Lulu heard it, as if calling an ambulance.

?

At this moment, Lulu's cute and innocent little head is full of **** scenes.

Idol, we don’t have to~

It's not good to dirty the studio.

Xiaoya cried hard, trying to attract the attention of Yan Heming, who seemed the most gentle and soft-hearted.

A gentleman like him should not be able to understand Li Wan's brutal behavior.

Li Wan smiled and spoke softly, "Save some effort, I'm just starting now."

Xiaoya screamed even more fiercely.

Li Wan was still smiling, ignoring Xiaoya's painful cry.

In the next second, she raised her hand and sprinkled all the powder in the cowhide bag on Xiaoya's face.

These are the powder that Xiaoya sprinkled on Li Ze's head yesterday.

The fine powder all fell on Xiaoya's teary face, sticky and uncomfortable to look at.

Some followed their breath and ran into their nostrils and mouths, choking Xiaoya coughed out.

Most of it fell into Xiaoya's eyes.

The stinged woman died in pain, and the tears soaked in the dry powder, all stuck to the bottom of her eyes.

It made Xiaoya more painful.

The lethality of these powders is no less than that of chili oil.

So Xiaoya couldn't wait to dig out her eyes.