Wen Jing imagined that Sheng Yuan would show surprise, panic, fear, or panic and run over to snatch her mobile phone, all of which did not appear.

Wearing a pink and white sweatshirt, a denim skirt, and a delicate and cold girl, she stood in place, glanced sideways for a short time, retracted her gaze, and immediately got into the black car.

The car happened to be parked under the streetlight, standing in a patch of light.

In stark contrast to the slightly dim place where Wen Jing was, it was like two worlds cut by a sharp sword of light and shadow.

Sheng Kite stared at Wen Jing from above.

At this moment, I don't know why, Wen Jing had a strong feeling-

The moment Sheng Kite took off her mask, she expected that she would have this move.

There is also a possibility that Sheng Kite doesn't care, in other words, it is -

She wasn't scared at all.

Wen Jing watched the car start, and then gradually drove out of her sight, her hands still maintained the action of raising and shooting, her arms were stiff and forgot to put them down, and her mind was full of questions.

Everything she wanted to record was recorded clearly, and Sheng Kite appeared downstairs in the Shiyan lounge, carrying a lunch box in her hand. Everyone in the crew knows that Shi Yan's meals are delivered by someone every day, and the person who delivers the meal is Sheng Kite.

There is a video to prove it.

The matter is already very clear, even if it is necessary to defend it at that time, it will not be so easy.

So, why?

Why is Sheng Kite still so indifferent and calm, is she really not afraid?

……

This doubt was answered after Wen Jing pressed the recording completion button, and then checked the video.

The moment she turned around and was about to leave here, she almost screamed in fright—

Five sturdy men stood in front of her, each wearing different civilian clothes, and even their hairstyles were different.

Except for the same cold expression, there is nothing in common at all.

But it gives people a well-trained sense of immediacy, likeness.

It looks very intimidating.

It's just less than two meters away, Wen Jing didn't know when they stood behind her, quietly, she didn't notice it at all.

She let a scream get stuck in her throat and didn't wait for her to shout.

"This young lady, I advise you to be quiet."

The first man with a shaved head took two steps forward, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, as if he wanted to smile politely first.

But his face was expressionless, which caused this smile to have a feeling of not smiling.

Wen Jing was so frightened that she stepped back, scared to death: "You, who are you - what are you going to do?!" This is Studio City! There are a lot of people passing by nearby! ”

The woman in front of her is really too noisy.

It's so noisy that your eardrums are about to burst.

Jack frowned impatiently, and his voice was cold and hard, and his tone was businesslike: "Please hand over your phone." ”

"Then delete the video you just made, and you're good to go."

Hearing the word 'video', Wen Jing was stunned, raised her eyes to look around at the five men, and somewhat understood-

"You—who are you?"

Jack really didn't have the leisure to fight with Wen Jing, it was really a waste of time, and the eldest lady had been out of the sight of the five of them for five minutes.

Although the other five bodyguards are now following, the duty of the ten bodyguards, including Jack, is to stay close to the eldest lady twenty-four hours a day, except for the eldest lady's rest at night, to ensure her absolute safety.

Now the hotel where the eldest lady lives, facing the VIP room on the floor of the presidential suite, is all occupied by them.

Jack gave a slight look, and the two bodyguards next to him stepped forward, one easily restraining Wen Jing's arm, and the other covering her mouth to prevent her from screaming and causing unnecessary trouble.

Wen Jing's straight struggle is better than nothing.

A girl with a pure appearance, a pitiful expression, and who can usually arouse the compassion of most of the opposite sex on campus, seems to be a lump of pork in the eyes of the five bodyguards, and is completely unmoved.

Therefore, the action naturally cannot be called 'pity for the fragrance and cherishing the jade'.

Wen Jing's arms were all red, in fact, if she chose to be obedient and delete the video herself, it would not be this kind of treatment.

It's just that the toast doesn't eat and drink, and what they want is a quick solution, this woman has already violated the privacy of the eldest lady.

Jack took her phone and pointed it directly at her face recognition.

In less than half a minute, the video was deleted, and he carefully checked the 'Recently Deleted' album and the data in the account cloud.

The phone was thrown back into his arms.

Wen Jing sat on the ground in embarrassment, her eyes were red, and she shouted: "I, I want to call the police!" ”

"You're breaking the law! You're kidnapping! ”

Hearing her words, Jack glanced at her expressionlessly, his eyes were unwavering, and when he gave a signal, the five of them withdrew and withdrew.

A dusty Volkswagen drove away, leaving only Wen Jing with a string of car gas.

“……”

Driving in the public on the roads of the studio.

Someone had a serious expression and asked, "Brother, what if that woman really called the police?" Will it cause trouble for the eldest lady? ”

"Why don't we deal with it in advance and take precautions."

In fact, during the period after they followed the eldest lady to Chengxi Film and Television City, it has been quite calm, and nothing has happened.

Today's event is the first time.

Jack's indifferent voice came from McKee, "No. ”

"Tomorrow, she won't be in the studio again."

Well...... Didn't the eldest lady speak?

She hated the woman named Wen Jing.

Since she hates it and doesn't want to see her again, then she has no need to be here again.

The other four people also understood the meaning of this in seconds, and Jack didn't need to say more, he concentrated on driving the car, and suddenly remembered something.

"Tomorrow during the day, everyone needs to change their appearance and style, and it's better to change their hairstyle."

is always in the same style, wearing the same set of clothes, in the film and television city, doing nothing, swaying, easy to make people familiar, saying that they are here to play tricks, this reason is far-fetched.

Therefore, you need to change your appearance regularly and try not to be obtrusive.

One of the bodyguards raised his hand, although the expression on his face was cold, but his actions were very simple: "Brother, I don't need it, I passed by a crew today, and a stylist said that he was inspired when he saw me, pulled me hard, and wanted to cut my hair." ”

"I didn't agree at first, but when I saw that it was very close to the place where the eldest lady was filming, I agreed." He looked at the eldest lady while cutting his head.

"But after cutting, I'm quite satisfied."

Except for Jack, who was driving, the other four people tacitly looked at the head of the person in the middle-

Then, there was a tacit silence again.

The man showed off: "How's it going?" There are no bangs, is it a lot of energy? ”

Half a day.

The person on the left popped up with a sentence: "New stylist here." ”

The person on the right also jumped out: "It's okay, don't look in the mirror at the back of your head." ”

The co-pilot jumped out and said, "If we don't attract attention, you'd better wear a hat these two days." ”

What they couldn't bear to say was that they were quite energetic after cutting their bangs, but they were in the blind spot of their personal vision at the back, and they were shaved with a big hole, and they all saw their scalps.

It's the size of an egg.

Was the stylist sleepwalking when he cut his hair, or was this the 'fruit' of his inspiration?

This inspiration is still done.

That is, report.

What's going on?

I found that I was writing and writing, and it was easy to sand sculpt it............

Am I a funnywoman......

(End of chapter)