"Dizzle!" Xiao Yao pressed the button on the video doorbell at the door of the villa. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, a soft and angular middle-aged female voice sounded: "Yo, Xiao An, come on, come in." ”

An Guyue and Xiao Yao pushed the door in, and finally got a glimpse of the luxury inside the villa.

The marble floor, reflecting the light of the magnificent European crystal chandeliers overhead, leads directly to the main hall of the villa, flanked by Renaissance paintings.

An Guyue squinted her eyes and looked at it, it was obvious that it was not genuine, otherwise it would be impossible for all the paintings to be cut to the same size.

However, as soon as she walked into the living room, An Guyue frowned.

I saw that there were two flower sacs in the living room, and there were two nightshades inserted in them, and the faint fragrance spread throughout the villa, which was intoxicating. Behind the flower sac of the kiln stands a bronze cow statue, which is completely one-to-one in a simulated proportion, full of the heaviness of metal.

What is this thing called......

The corners of An Guyue's mouth couldn't help twitching, the original European classical style was vividly reflected, and suddenly there was more ********-style porcelain, and such a bronze cow came out.

At this moment, the elegant and noble temperament is gone, and only the vulgar "local tyrant" aesthetics remain.

Of course, all this is just An Guyue's thoughts, and many people still can't tell the difference between luxury and extravagance.

"Yo, Xiao An, come on, sit down and have a cup of tea!" A voice came from the upper right, breaking An Guyue's contemplation.

He looked up and saw Zhang Jingyao wearing loose home clothes and a mask on her face, standing in the corridor on the second floor looking down.

An Guyue suddenly shook her head and said, "Mr. Zhang doesn't need to be polite, let's start now!" ”

Zhang Jingyao smiled dumbly, this An Guyue is really a wonderful person, others come to her villa, and they can't wait to leave, only this An Guyue, it seems that she can't wait to complete the task and hand in the papers and leave.

She lay on the handrail of the corridor and shook her head helplessly: "Hehe, Xiao An is really fast-talking." Okay, then we'll do it quickly! ”

"My dressing room is in my bedroom, Xiao An, you go upstairs first!"

An Guyue's face became a little weird, and the dressing room was in the bedroom, so why was he embarrassed to come to the door?

As if sensing An Guyue's embarrassment, Zhang Jingyao smiled and said, "It's okay, the bedroom has been cleaned up, Xiao An, you can rest assured!" ”

An Guyue smiled relievedly and ascended the stairs. He followed Zhang Jingyao's footsteps and soon walked into the bedroom.

However, as soon as he pushed the door in, An Guyue's eyes widened suddenly, he swallowed his saliva, and his heart jumped wildly at a rate of five times per second.

Zhang Jingyao's bed...... How...... Two pieces of underwear? Didn't you say okay, cleaned up?!

WHITE HOLLOW HALTERNECK UNDERWEAR, THE NECKLINE AND HEM ARE BLACK TASSELS, ACCORDING TO AN GUYUE'S MEMORY OF HIS PREVIOUS LIFE, AT FIRST GLANCE IT IS VICTORIA'S SECRET (VICTORIA'S SECRET) STYLE, BUT THE FASHION LEVEL OF THIS WORLD IS BACKWARD, PROBABLY THE STYLE OF THE EARLY 21ST CENTURY, AN GUYUE IS ALREADY DIFFICULT TO DISTINGUISH THE MODEL.

This...... An Guyue only felt cold sweat trickling down her back, as if she had seen some flood beast.

Damn, he suddenly remembered Song Ningqian's words: "How can an annual salary of 150,000 yuan be so easy to get?" Mr. Zhang has been up and down in the business world for so many years, and she is the most sensitive to money, and almost every decision she makes is a sure win! ”

Combined with the scene An Guyue saw at present, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

Zhang Jingyao...... It can't be that you like your beauty, right?

150,000 yuan, in fact, is not the price of styling at all, but the price of support?

Even if she refused the request of a private designer, she still insisted on tying herself to her bed with a salary of 5,000 yuan per month?

An Guyue suddenly realized, her fists clenched involuntarily, just kidding, even if An Guyue sold herself, it was impossible to sell it to a forty-four-year-old menopausal woman!

On the other side, Zhang Jingyao's face also turned blue, she clearly remembered that half an hour ago she packed all the unsightly things in the bedroom into the closet, why did she run out two more now, and these two pieces were indeed her own underwear?

Could it be that there is a burglar in the house?

Suddenly, there were one or two soft noises from the dressing room at the end of the bedroom, Zhang Jingyao's face suddenly turned cold, and she didn't care about explaining to An Guyue, so she rushed over.

I saw her raise her foot and kick the door of the dressing room fiercely, shouting: "You thief, stop me!" ”

However, when the door opened, An Guyue's eyes widened again.

This time, he felt his nose hot, and the hot nosebleed almost spurted out.

In the dressing room, a stunningly beautiful girl is wearing only underwear and facing a thrush in the vanity mirror.

Because of the distance, An Guyue couldn't see the girl's specific appearance clearly, but just a hurried glance, he was already impressed by the girl's soft back curve and straight hip curve.

Even if she can't see her face, legs, chest, and abdomen, An Guyue has basically concluded that this girl is definitely a natural model!

He hurriedly ran out of the bedroom and said in a panic: "Mr. Zhang, you clean up the dressing room first!" Then he ran to the living room as if he were fleeing.

An Guyue sat on the sofa, no matter who used the teacup on the table, she took a few sips of tea before she regained her composure.

It's poisonous, it's poisonous......

Who would have thought that Zhang Jingyao's dressing room actually hid a daughter?

"Mom, let me tell you, you and my dad don't interfere in my life anymore, okay?! I have my own ideals, I don't want to just be a mediocre college student, and then become a businessman like you after graduation! ”

A crisp and tactful voice came from upstairs, probably the voice of the thrush girl who was only wearing underwear just now.

"Look at you, what nonsense you have been talking about all day long?! Did you know that models aren't that easy to be a model?! Do you know how many unspoken rules there are?! It's like what if you rush in so stupidly and are bullied?! ”

"Even if I am bullied, it is my own problem, and I will definitely not run to the house to cry with you!"

"Smack!"

The voice was very clear and loud, and it was obvious that Zhang Jingyao slapped her daughter.

After a long time, the bedroom door was slammed open, and a weeping girl wrapped in a quilt came out and staggered back to her room, never to be heard again.

An Guyue couldn't see the scene upstairs, but just by his voice, he felt that he was embarrassed and was about to commit cancer.

He waited for a long, long time, and the tea in the teapot on the table was squeezed dry by him, and finally waited for Zhang Jingyao's call.

"Xiao An! I've cleaned up the dressing room, so please come up and get my hair done! ”

The voice was light and light, as if nothing had happened.

An Guyue took a deep breath, just like a soldier of the death squad, calmly walked onto the battlefield, standing still in the rain of bullets.

……

"Mr. Zhang, in fact, you can buy a headband, and you can definitely buy a high-grade one with your financial ability. This can be worn on the head to add more beauty. ”

An Guyue really couldn't stand the embarrassing atmosphere left in the dressing room, and said a few nonsense casually.

And Zhang Jingyao in front of him was also distracted, nodded carelessly, and muttered, "Okay, good ......"

An Guyue smiled bitterly, but she was afraid that Zhang Jingyao didn't know what she just said...... But he can't help it, after all, he pities the hearts of parents all over the world, Zhang Jingyao is so rich, but he also has to face a daughter who doesn't listen to discipline.

Money is not everything, and if her daughter really wants to be a good model, it really can't be exchanged for money.

Zhang Jingyao shook her head bitterly, hesitated again and again, and finally spoke: "Xiao An...... That girl just now is my daughter......"

An Guyue's movements in her hand did not pause, and she nodded noncommittally.

"Well, I know she wants to be a model, and I respect her ideals. But after all, she is young and doesn't know the dire situation in this circle. Her father is indeed a powerful figure in Yunhang City, and I am barely a female boss with a head and a face, but what if it is put in Guangnan Province, and then put it in the whole country? There are many people who are richer than us, and there are stars with backgrounds everywhere in the entertainment industry, and it is impossible for her father and I to give her enough protection......"

Now Zhang Jingyao has taken off the mask of a strong woman, and her eyebrows are full of worries about her daughter.

"There are still three months to go before the college entrance examination, and she has good grades, and she can be admitted to a very good 211 or even 985, but guess what she told me just now?"

"She wants to give up the college entrance examination and become a model!"

"Isn't this crazy, don't give up the bright future, you have to jump into the fire pit, those of us who are parents, can we not be in a hurry?!"

An Guyue has been listening carefully, but she has never expressed her opinion. In Zhang Jingyao's eyes, he is an object of revealing his true feelings, and he had better just be a robot that can't speak, and hurry up to do a night look and pat his ass and leave.

"Xiao An, you are a stylist, do you know a little about this industry?" Zhang Jingyao raised her head, with a faint hope in her eyes.

An Guyue stiffened, her face became ugly, and when it was over, she still didn't dodge......

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Zhang, you have won the award, I am far from the level you said, I am just an ordinary barber......"

"Alas......" Zhang Jingyao shook her head sadly: "This is also to blame me and her father, when we were young, we patronized our careers and neglected to take care of our daughter, I didn't expect her to be so rebellious now......"