Jiang Fanxing was sitting on the toilet in the cubicle, and just as he was about to get up, he heard his name coming from outside, and he stopped getting up and silently stretched out his ears.

"Jiang Nanyan was made of what she did, she was really ruthless."

"Not really! These sisters are really plastic! ”

"It's not that Jiang Fanxing has the means to serve the gold owner comfortably, otherwise she will be stripped naked and standing in front of the camera and won't be able to make waves."

"Her wave has long been slapped to death on the beach by the back waves!"

"Really?"

"That's natural, you look at her face, it's clear that it was last night...... Uh......" The person who said the words suddenly raised the atmosphere to become weird, and after a pause, he was startled by the figure reflected in the mirror.

"Ahh Why are you eavesdropping? ”

Jiang Fanxing closed the door between the lattice with his backhand, the soles of his feet were windy, and he walked towards the little model step by step, "Yes, what if you eavesdrop?" ”

"You, you, you...... Don't think you're great if you have a financier! The little model was frightened by Jiang Fanxing and retreated again and again, and hit the washstand in the back of her waist, hurting so badly, but she didn't dare to scream.

Especially when facing Jiang Fanxing's unfazed but secretly turbulent eyes, he unconsciously trembled when he put it on.

"Knowing that I have a financier, you dare to speak ill of me behind my back? Little girl, didn't you make your debut soon? Jiang Fanxing looked the little model up and down, his face was beautiful, but he was immature with this body, and he looked like he had just entered the circle, and he didn't know that the people in this circle were sinister.

"Yes, yes what!" The little model stalks her neck, obviously lacking confidence.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to tell you, don't provoke me, or I won't be polite to you. Jiang Fanxing pulled out the lipstick from the little model's hand, glanced at the paste that had not yet had time to screw it back, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Fanxing held the lipstick in one hand and lifted the chin of the little model with the other, his eyes were sharp, but his movements were extremely gentle, and the red paste was smeared on the little model's lips little by little.

The little model looked at Jiang Fanxing in horror, not knowing what she wanted to do.

I just felt that she had a knife in her smile, and she was hairy to see.

Jiang Fanxing saw that the little model's face was pale little by little, and he glanced at the others, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more and more cautious.

"I'm a bad temper, and I don't plan to make friends and huddle together, so don't provoke me, otherwise I'll let you know what 'unscrupulous' is and what 'blocking' is!" With a fierce gaze, the hand holding the lipstick suddenly made a force, and the paste slashed from the corner of the lip to the cheek.

"You...... You...... Yes......! The little model screamed.

Jiang Fanxing threw the lipstick away, glanced at the others again, and had the aura of a female devil all over his body, "If you don't want to be blocked, just take care of your mouth!" ”

After that, he left the bathroom and went back to the dressing room.

He sat down in his place, ready to draw some tissues and intervene, but he didn't want to see a woman staring at him in the mirror with heavy eyes.

When he saw himself looking over, he quickly dodged away.

Jiang Fanxing retracted his gaze and didn't pay attention to it.

From the day she returned to the entertainment industry, she knew that there would be many people who would be hostile to her.

The women in the bathroom, these in the dressing room.

None of them like themselves.

Or even crowd out yourself.

These are all normal.

"Hey, how can this lipstick ......" At this time, Su Jing suddenly spoke, a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fanxing looked over.