96: C96 Yan Wanwan Slept with the Judge

C96 Yan Wanwan Slept with the Judge

Last night the curtain wasn't pulled, and the morning light just shone on the bed.

Fu Sihan opened his eyes and saw that the woman in his arms had crawled into his arms like a cat in order to avoid the light.

She seemed to be a little cold, and her soft and delicate hands were touching his lower back to warm him up. It was sticky and sticky.

From his angle, he could coincidentally see her curly eyelashes and the smooth glabella between her eyebrows. It was a different kind of gentleness.

Fu Sihan suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed to be not bad.

He did not move his body. He only stretched out his arm and took the smart remote control of the bed. He pressed two keys and the curtains closed automatically. The temperature of the air conditioner rose from 16 degrees to 26 degrees.

After a while, it was time for morning exercise. Fu Sihan carefully got up.

Who would have thought that his body would be grabbed by a small hand when he dared to sit up.

Yan Wanwan was still asleep, but her brows were knitted. She grabbed him and did not let him go, as if his departure made her sleep unstably.

Fu Sihan looked at her for a few seconds before lying down again. He looked at the ceiling without any sleepiness.

He was the one who had clearly hugged her like a human pillow, but now it was the other way around.

He was actually... not angry at all?

Wanwan dreamed of a huge Husky.

She hugged Dopey and slept. That posture made her sleep very comfortable. So when Dopey was about to leave, she did not hesitate to pull Dopey's tail.

When she woke up, when she opened her eyes, Dopey's face became cold... Fu Sihan!

Wanwan's head buzzed and was completely blank.

After blinking a few times, she realized what had happened and quickly pulled back her hand. She rolled around with the blanket and quickly looked at her pajamas. There was no change and she heaved a sigh of relief.

The two of them shared a blanket at night. The blanket was taken away by Yan Wanwan. Fu Sihan sat up with his upper body naked.

"I'm not going to take it off. I'm not in the mood to molest you." Fu Sihan got off the bed and put on his clothes. His every movement was filled with nobility.

"... " How did you know I was wearing bras?!" Wanwan widened her eyes.

"The shape is different." Actually, when she was close to him at night, she did not feel soft enough.

You actually... Wanwan was so angry that she was suffocating early in the morning!

"Don't act like I molested you. It was you who hugged me and refused to let me go." Fu Sihan did not even blink when he randomly stabbed her.

"I..."

Although he was the one who wanted to hug her last night, when she was about to wake up, she vaguely felt her hands touch Er Ha's body a few times.

At that time, she was still thinking, 'She clearly touched all her fur, why did it feel so hard?'

Wanwan's face was completely red, and she turned her head away without saying anything.

Fu Sihan's gaze stopped on her chest for half a second. Last night, when she came close to him, he wanted her to take that thing off.

After that, after two days, both of them slept in this "weird" sleeping mode.

Every time Wanwan went downstairs, she would feel a headache when she saw Steward Lin's kind smile. She didn't know if it was her misconception. She always felt that Steward Lin's smile had some deeper meaning. He looked at his wife and grandson with the eyes of the dean of the department. It was not bad at all.

The Autumn Car Exhibition soon arrived.1

It was in the afternoon, and the models needed to be there at 8 in the morning.

There was only one large public dressing room for the models in B Field. The thirty models were all squeezed together, changing their clothes and looking for the makeup artist to put on their makeup.

"Is Yan Wanwan here?" The staff held a skirt in his hand and shouted at the top of his voice.

"She's here!" Wanwan quickly walked over and took the skirt.

Shen Jie looked at Yan Wanwan with praise. "Little girl, perform well. Maybe today will be the day you set sail."

"Thank you, Director Shen. I will do my best!"

Shen Jie did not need to keep an eye on the field. He came to B to see Yan Wanwan. Later, he would go to A to greet those international models.

"Cheh, who knows what method you used to get the position of the first model?"

As soon as Shen Jie left, a strange female voice broke the silence. Gu Nian stood beside Yan Mengrou with her arms crossed, her face full of disdain.

Gu Nian had never been interviewed before, and even if she was given money, no one would dare to open the back door for her in such an occasion, because the person in charge of the car model this time was Shang Junchi.

"Nian, don't say that about Wanwan. Even though she is not famous, does she have any hard work that she can take out, and has never gone out of a large-scale show, but the person she chose from the judges." Yan Mengrou pulled Gu Nian's sleeve and persuaded.

On the surface, she was speaking on Yan Wanwan's behalf, but in reality, she was giving Yan Wanwan an eye opener. She was told that Yan Wanwan did not have any qualifications or results and was able to get the first seat of the model of the B Arena. If she did not open the back door, what was it?

At that time, the three male judges were all middle-aged men. Shen Jie even personally came to take care of Yan Wanwan. The hidden meaning was obvious: Yan Wanwan slept with the judges!

The few models who originally planned to greet Yan Wanwan and make friends all stopped in their tracks and looked at her with ridicule or disdain.

The fashion industry was not chaotic, but it was not much cleaner either. Other than their own abilities, the opportunities for models were equally important. However, there were only a few good seats. If one wanted to win a position, they needed to use some extraordinary means.

Selling out the body was an unspoken rule that everyone in the industry knew, but no one did not despise it.

Everyone was willing to stand at the moral high ground and judge others to satisfy their vanity.

Wanwan lightly snorted and turned a deaf ear to their words. She turned around and went into the changing room to change her clothes.

There would always be people who saw her strength and the same logic. There would always be people who would ignore her ability. There was no need to waste words on some people who deliberately looked down on her. Walking towards the stage, everything would naturally be clear.

When Wanwan came out of the changing room, she found that all the models were surrounded by one person, and that person was Yan Mengrou.

Yan Mengrou sat in front of the dressing table. The one who put on makeup for her was not the company's makeup artist, but Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge was a domestic first-tier makeup artist, and was an imperial makeup artist who was obviously used by many big shots and first-tier models.

"Miss Xuan was specially invited by my brother to put on makeup for Rou!" Gu Nian saw Yan Wanwan come out and deliberately spoke loudly, "Not like some people who sold themselves out for wealth and glory. In the end, they still lived low lives."

After saying that, she even deliberately glanced at Yan Wanwan, afraid that others would not understand who she, this "other person," was.

Xuan Ge had been working at the top of society all year round, so she was not surprised by these matters of scheming and scheming. But when she saw Yan Wanwan out of the corner of her eye, she paused for a moment. It was a rare high class beautiful face.

The other models all looked at Yan Wanwan strangely. Wanwan ignored them and randomly found a relatively free makeup artist to queue up to put on makeup.

"Wanwan, Linchuan and I are about to get engaged, do you know?" Yan Mengrou allowed Xuan Ge to make her appearance. She looked at Yan Wanwan through the makeup mirror in front of her and waited for her to be stunned and then extremely sad.

The man that Yan Wanwan liked was going to marry her, Yan Mengrou, now!

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