Following.

The morning light is faint.

I woke up to a breath of fresh, slightly sweet air.

At first, I was glad that I was still alive, and then I felt that my whole body was sore, as heavy and weak as running a 10,000-meter marathon.

Could it be that I really ...... Xue Beirong last night?

My brain went blank and I couldn't think of anything.

However, it is impossible to think about it.

His golden body, how can a little person like me be able to sleep, at least it must be Sheng Xiaolan's serious Bai Fumei.

I scolded myself for thinking too much and found my phone on the bedside table.

Boot.

There were countless new messages and missed phone calls, some wanted to interview me, some abused and humiliated me, and some were curious to ask for the truth.

What is strange is that there is a short message from Sheng Xiaolan, she asked me if I am interested in signing a contract with Lanting Culture Media.

Sheng Xiaolan is the president of Lanting Culture, the organizer of "I Am a Model", the sister of the great singer Sheng Nanrui, and the legendary girlfriend of Xue Beirong.

It is said that Xue Beirong came to the "I Am a Model" award ceremony to propose to Sheng Xiaolan, which was quite romantic and highly anticipated, but I messed it up.

It is estimated that her appointment with me to meet and sign the contract was fake, and it was true that she tore me apart.

"Knock knock," after the knock on the door, Xu Zongyao's broken voice sounded, "Huanxi, get up quickly, I have something to look for you." ”

I hated this thing to death, and it made me lose face in front of Xue Beirong, so I waited for more than an hour before getting up.

In the living room, Xu Zongyao dozed off with his chin propped up.

Hearing my footsteps, he let out a long yawn and turned his head, startling me like a stone lion in front of the temple that suddenly speaks.

A fat pig's face, which was white and clean yesterday, is now swollen and ugly like a car accident scene.

I gloated, "Yo, was beaten?" ”

"No, I accidentally fell," Xu Zongyao sniffed, handed me a cup of soy milk and steamed buns, and said as if nothing had happened: "I went to Xu Ji to buy soup dumplings, your favorite food." ”

"Drug me, sell me to Xue Beirong, why don't you fall to death?" After eating two steamed buns in one go, drinking half a cup of soy milk, and feeling that my stomach was full, I felt a little better.

"If you don't do this, can Xue Beirong let me go?" Xu Zongyao was quite straightforward, without a trace of guilt, "You prepare, we will leave for Africa immediately." ”

"What for?" I angrily scolded him, "Get me to feed the lions?" ”

"You're lucky," Xu Zongyao was extremely excited, "I took over a Hollywood movie for you, a big director and a big production, and it will take about seven months to shoot......

"Well, don't try to break me up." Before Xu Zongyao finished speaking, I understood what he was having, "If you want me to go, no way, you want me to admit my mistake, no way!" ”

"Hey, you're happy, you're really a stone in a pit!" Xu Zongyao's face was long, and he covered his swollen face and scolded me, "Are you going to fight Xue Beirong to the end?" ”

"Yes!"

"Scourge, get out of here!"

"Get out of here," I picked up my bag and stood up without hesitation.

"Hey, I can't tell you anymore?" Xu Zongyao got up to stop me, "There are reporters downstairs, can you go?" ”

"If you can't go, you have to go!" I glared at Xu Zongyao very stubbornly, "Unless you really want to force me to jump." "I'm not afraid of reporters, I'm afraid that Xue Beirong will let me die silently.

Xu Zongyao glared back at me with hatred, "Do you know what the situation is now?" I received the lawyer's letter in the morning, and I told you in one sentence, if you walk out of this door today, if you don't apologize, you will wait to go to jail! ”