Chapter 22: The Most Face-Saving Lover

Thinking about it like this, Yan Yao's mood was much better.

"Thank you Mr. Zhuo for cultivating me, I understand everything!"

Yan Yao smiled so much that her eyes were crooked like crescent moons.

Zhuo Jinxing looked at her lightly, and suddenly smiled slightly.

"Of course." His voice was hoarse and clear, "I'm going to make you my most face-"

Yan Yao's ears were pricked up.

I didn't hear the beautiful words, but the familiar two words - "Lover!" ”

Yan Yao was speechless for a while, and he was still ......

Facing the man's thoughtful eyes, "What? Isn't that right? ”

Yan Yao had no choice but to forcibly pull out a far-fetched smile, "I'm very honored, my Mr. Zhuo." ”

The man smiled in his eyes.

"Ding Ding Ding-" The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the atmosphere between the two.

Yan Yao turned on her phone, was it a WeChat call, or a call from Fang Xiwei!

Her heart is in her throat!

The font of the remarks is so big, Zhuo Jin Xing on the side is myopic 800 degrees should also be seen.

Sure enough, his eyes sank, and his displeasure swelled up.

"Pick it up."

There was a bit of anger in his voice!

Yan Yao picked it up tremblingly.

The man quickly pressed the hands-free button for her, and over there, Fang Xiwei's voice came excitedly!

"Miss Yan, the time for the audition has been confirmed, just tomorrow, is it convenient for you?"

Why did you just mention the audition?!

Yan Yao's head was full of black lines.

No, the man next to him had a face as black as charcoal, and he was faintly on the verge of anger.

Fang Xiwei over there heard no sound, and thought that she regretted it again.

hurriedly said, "Miss Yan, you are a natural good seedling in the photography industry, you must not give up such a good opportunity, you can rest assured, you will definitely be satisfied with the salary!" ”

This is which pot is not opened and which pot is not mentioned.

Yan Yao covered her eyes, as if she had seen her death.

"Is that okay? Miss Yan. Fang Xiwei said very expectantly.

The suppressed anger of the man next to him was about to explode, and he said sullenly, "Say, is it okay?!" ”

Yan Yao's heart was like a mess, she hung up the phone quickly, and glanced at the man cautiously.

deceived Zhuo Jinxing, but was caught red-handed.

She was afraid that if Zhuo Jin was angry, she would die without a place to bury.

Just as he wanted to apologize for being coquettish, Zhuo Jinxing turned his face coldly.

He didn't even raise his eyebrows, and his tone was extremely cold.

"Why go to an audition? Aren't you a model just to make money? ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Jinxing turned his face around, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

"If it's for the money, I think I've given you enough!"

This is a statement that she insisted on being a model and dismissed Zhuo Jinxing.

Yan Yao pursed her red lips.

She organized the language in her mind, "I'm sorry Mr. Zhuo, I want to be a model, not to make money." ”

Zhuo Jin Xing obviously didn't expect her to answer like this, he looked down at the woman incredulously: "It's not to make money, then are you for fame?" ”

Why just can't explain it?

Yan Yao was helpless for a while.

If it is for the sake of fame, can she still be Zhuo Jinxing's lover?

It has long been lost along with fame.

The business circle has dominated for many years, and she hardly knows how to explain to Zhuo Jinxing the meaning of the word "like".

"If you don't have an excuse, I'll make it up next time."

At this moment, the car stopped steadily at the door of the villa and arrived.

Zhuo Jinxing ran out of patience, opened the car door and wanted to leave.

Yan Yao's hand was quick, and he hurriedly grabbed the man's arm.

She didn't care about anything else, just wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and gently pressed her little face against his back.

Zhuo Jinxing's body stiffened, and his hand was placed on his waist.

The little hand he touched was soft and warm, and he didn't want to pick it up directly.

Yan Yao didn't know how to explain.

She had to awkwardly say, "I like photography, I like this industry, not for money, just for hobbies." ”

"Just like Mr. Zhuo, doing finance is not just for money."

Yan Yao dared to guess, "Maybe you just like to invest, or for some other reason." ”

Zhuo Jinxing was shocked, raised his legs and stood up.

He was not angry, but walked into the villa without looking back.

In the car, the driver in front said cautiously, "Miss Yan, Mr. Zhuo asked me to send you back." ”

All the way back home, Yan Yao was depressed.

Zhuo Jinxing was not angry, but he was silent, this was the situation she was most afraid of.

Sleepless nights.

When he woke up from the small bed, Fang Xiwei had sent nearly a dozen messages, and there were many phone calls.

Yan Yao had two big eyes, blank and empty.

Of course, she really wanted to go, and she wished she could go out now.

However, Zhuo Jinxing didn't nod, and she didn't dare to go easily.

"Dingβ€”"

The call came immediately, and when Yan Yao saw it, it turned out to be Zhuo Jin Xing!

She quickly picked it up and said tremblingly, "Mr. Zhuo? ”

The voice was full of anticipation that couldn't be controlled.

Zhuo Jinxing over there paused for a second, and then said, "The driver has gone downstairs." ”

Yan Yao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but be overjoyed, "It's going to ......"

Zhuo Jinxing snorted impatiently, "Go audition." ”

Yan Yao cheered and jumped up directly from the bed.

"What's the matter!" She happily kissed the other side hard, hung up the phone, and hurried to put on makeup and change clothes.

Zhuo Jin Xing's eyes softened slightly.

Fang Xiwei's photography studio is naturally incomparable with that of the studio, and it is directly built in the most prosperous film and television base.

It was the first time for Yan Yao to come to such a big production place, and her mood was even happier.

There are also many contestants in Fang Xiwei's audition this time, but almost all of them accompany the prince to train in the army, and Fang Xiwei really likes only a few people.

Walking into the audition studio, Yan Yao casually found a corner and sat down.

She looked down for a copy of the shooting materials and waited quietly for the audition to begin.

"Wow, who is this? It's so beautiful! ”

"The makeup is so beautiful, like an elf."

"The temperament is also good, you look at her hands, you can tell at a glance that she is a person who often plays the piano."

Everyone was talking, and the keywords of the discussion were superimposed, and Yan Yao couldn't help but raise her eyes.

Sure enough, the delicate goose egg face that walked in by opening the curtain not far away was not the same one I saw yesterday - Ye Lian.

Today, she is wearing a fairy fluttering long skirt, still dressed with a classical temperament, but her face is a disobedient Internet celebrity makeup, and when she hears all kinds of praise, her face is uncontrollable pride and complacency.

Yan Yao narrowed her eyes, not interested.

And Ye Lian's eyes almost seemed to be equipped with radar, and they accurately located Yan Yao.

Once again, the hatchbacks looked at each other.

Yan Yao lowered her head lazily and continued to look at the things in her hand.

When Ye Lian saw her performance, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes!