"Huh?" Mesa was stunned, but she didn't expect Jack to continue to ask, and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Bertha.

Seeing her looking at herself indifferently, I couldn't help but bulge in my heart and was a little panicked.

Jack glanced down at Mesha, with a little indifference and anger in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You, Bertha, Mu Sheng, Wendy, and the two of you, come with me." ”

Messa stiffened when she heard her name being called.

Then I heard Bertha's name again, and I was secretly glad that I should have found out about Bertha, so I was implicated.

Several people followed Jack to the corner of the corridor outside, and after Jack stood still, he looked at Meisha indifferently: "Meisha, I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth." ”

There was a burst of grievance on Mesha's face: "Jack, I really don't know what I want, I haven't done anything!"

His face was flushed, and he looked angry that he had been wronged.

Jack's face sank even more, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

What an important opportunity for him to see this fashion show!

Moreover, as one of the leaders of the incident, Bertha is also his partner who has cooperated many times! This time it is so easy to be used as a gun!

Looking at Bertha with a cold face, Jack turned his eyes away and stopped looking at her, and looked at Wendy in the corner with a loving face: "Wendy, tell me what you see." ”

The girl whose name was mentioned raised her head, and then lowered her head a little shyly, and several people next to her were also a little surprised, and they didn't understand why they called this little stylist.

Could it be?

I only heard a small voice as silky as sound: "When I was just helping Mu Sheng do the styling, I saw Meisha in the corner holding a knife to cut the heels of a pair of high heels, but she only cut a few times, and soon put it back in the corner." ”

Hearing this, Meisha's face turned white, and she immediately retorted: "No, you're lying!" A pair of dark green eyes looked at Wendy viciously, and her expression was a little hideous.

Wendy raised her head sharply, not to be outdone, and said, "No, I didn't lie! I saw it with my own eyes! I thought it was a spare shoe that I didn't want, but I didn't know it was like this until I saw Mu Sheng wearing it!"

Meisha quickly adjusted her expression, and finally found a reason: "Hmph, you have a good relationship with Mu Sheng, of course you are on her side! You said that I cut her high heels, so why can she finish the show in a good way?"

Speaking of this, Meisha's tone was still a little unwilling and angry: "And don't forget, it was me who fell on the catwalk! Not Mu Sheng! I also suspect that Mu Sheng secretly cut my shoes and caused me to fall!"

The more Mesa spoke, the more excited she became, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became, as if she had seen this scene with her own eyes: "I still suspect that you are the accomplice in this matter! Jack, you must find out the truth of this matter!"

At the end, Mesa looked at the only man on the scene with tears streaming down her face, a weak expression of being hurt.

Ran Jack didn't Jack Su at all, he glanced at Meisha coldly, and said lightly: "I found your fingerprints on it!"

Meisha was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "In the end, Bertha asked me to take the shoes back to her, of course there will be my fingerprints!"

"No," Jack shook his head slightly, "that knife, the knife you threw in the trash, found your fingerprints on it." ”

Meisha's whole body was struck by lightning, her brain suddenly went blank, and her mouth opened, but she found that she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the afterglow swept to a figure next to her, and Mesha seemed to grasp something, stretched out her hand and said, "It's none of my business, all of this is Bertha's instructions!"

The pointed out Bertha's expression remained unchanged, just a pair of indifferent eyes looking at the good friend in front of her, if she hadn't taken the initiative to cry to herself, how did the oriental model throw her face during the interview, and how did she secretly stumble on her.

Thinking of this, Bertha's expression darkened, presumably when she cried to herself, the content of her words was also fake!

Jack glanced at Bertha, then looked at Mesha again, and snorted coldly: "Before you stepped down, Bertha had already explained everything to me." ”

Mesa froze and looked at Bertha in disbelief, how could it be?

"I'll ask your agency for compensation this time! Before I change my mind, you can get out of me!"

The tone full of anger made Mesha's heart tighten, and she clenched her fists and turned away, her messy steps and staggering posture were a little embarrassed.

Jack glanced at Bertha: "I hope you don't make this kind of low-level mistake of being used as a gunman in the future!" After saying that, he left, leaving a few people who looked at each other.

Bertha's expression was a little gloomy, she glanced at Mu Sheng sideways, her lips pursed, and finally said a small "I'm sorry" like a mosquito.

Mu Sheng nodded, didn't say anything, but walked to Wendy in the corner and touched Wendy's soft hair: "Wendy was awesome just now!"

The girl who was touched on the head smiled sweetly: "It's okay, in fact, Mr. Jack is the best! Find evidence so quickly, this can convict Mesha, otherwise I'm really afraid that you will be wronged!"

Mu Sheng smiled, how can it be so simple to sit in the position of the chief designer and founder of a clothing brand!

Looking at Wendy with a soft and cute face in front of him, Mu Sheng smiled, fortunately, this fashion show was thrilling.

After that, Mu Sheng wrote down Wendy's contact information, just waiting for an appointment later.

And this fashion week is slowly coming to an end.