Rong Xun put the woman down, opened the spray directly, and sprayed hot water on the woman's body.

Su Jiuge instantly got wet and turned into a soup chicken.

The irritability in his body rose again, Su Jiuge held back, but he still couldn't help it, and screamed: "Rong Xun, you are sick!"

"Hmm-"

Su Jiuge was pushed against the wall, the man gagged her lips, and the fiery kiss attacked her whole body, her mind.

……

"Miss Aice." Su Jiuge walked over and greeted him with a smile.

Aice was the person in charge of the runway.

Seeing Su Jiuge, Aice couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes, and stretched out her hand: "Miss Wen Er is really as the media said, you are absolutely amazing today."

Su Jiuge didn't have a special dress today, he was wearing a black windbreaker, his bewitching face was wearing light makeup, and the shallow one was just right, which was more amazing than a dress.

Su Jiuge smiled gently and elegantly: "It's over."

Aice introduced a lot of Du Ruo's brand, age and history to Su Jiuge, and also gave examples of Du Ruo's spokesperson from its founding to the present.

Su Jiuge has been listening very carefully, and occasionally echoes a few words.

"Miss Wen Er, you will definitely be the most high-profile person in our big show." Aice praised.

Originally, she was still hesitating when Wen Qiao recommended Wen Yihuan, but all the hesitation dissipated when she saw this person.

The temperament that this woman naturally exudes speaks for itself.

Su Jiuge replied politely with a smile, and walked into the elevator with AICE.

"Miss Wen Er, the president is here to inspect today, I think I can introduce you to you." The elevator is ascending to the floor where the president's office is located.

Su Jiuge immediately shook his head: "No need."

She didn't want to see Li Beijue.

With a ding, the elevator doors opened.

Su Jiuge immediately wanted to close the elevator door, and a pair of long legs had already stepped in first.

Li Beijue.

Li Beijue glanced at the vigilant Su Jiuge and curled his lips with a sneer.

"President." Aice said in surprise, and began to talk freely again.

Su Jiuge almost stuck to the back of the elevator, lowered his head and did not speak.

"AIE," Li Beijue interrupted her, "I have something to say to Miss Wen Er, you go out first, and then take her to the show to rehearse in the afternoon."

Aice immediately retreated.

Su Jiuge said in disgust: "What the hell do you want to say!"

She really can't afford to hide now.

"Wen Yihuan." Li Beijue once again coldly exited.

Su Jiuge said angrily: "What are you doing-" She swallowed back, and Wen Yihuan had already appeared in front of the two of them.

"Huanhuan." Su Jiuge said: "What kind of handle did this man take from you, why did you come out so obediently."

Wen Yihuan's figure was illusory, and his smile was even fainter: "Jiuge."

They are two people who are very close, but to be honest, there are very few times when they actually talk to each other.

Li Beijue, like Su Jiuge, still didn't want to see Su Jiuge.

He glanced at Wen Yihuan and said lightly, "Follow me."

Wen Yihuan nodded.

Su Jiuge immediately followed: "Li Beijue, what the hell do you want to do!"

God is mysterious, what do he and Wen Yihuan have to talk about.

Wen Yihuan shook his head at Su Jiuge and motioned for her not to come over.

Su Jiuge paused and bit his lip patiently.

"She'll thank you." Li Beijue glanced at Su Jiuge's figure, and his voice was always gloomy.

Wen Yihuan smiled miserably.

She didn't need Su Jiuge's thanks, she just hoped that Su Jiuge wouldn't know what she had done.

She was afraid that she would not be able to accept it.