729: C729 Yan Wanwan's Pretty Boy

C729 Yan Wanwan's Pretty Boy

The sunglasses are covering most of his face, but not his face, and the other male models can't help but quietly look at the man who suddenly came.

"You... are you also a model?" One of the male models asked.

A few people recalled the huge gossip they heard yesterday... The one in front of them seemed to be similar.

Just looking at the lower half of his face, and looking at his temperament, he was definitely a marshal!

"No!" Wanwan strode over, "He, he is... my bodyguard!"

Wanwan saw Fu Sihan's current appearance. He was dressed in dark clothes and wore a pair of black sunglasses. Only the bodyguard suited his current appearance the most. As soon as Wanwan finished speaking, she saw Fu Sihan's eyebrows raise slightly.

He had malicious intentions.

Wanwan,... "" He told you not to come out, but you insisted on coming out. Serves him right to be a bodyguard!

" Oh! It seems like there was a bodyguard or assistant who came looking for you in Imperial Capital." One of them recalled.

Wanwan nodded, "Yes. You guys go and eat first. After eating and resting for half an hour, you can come back and train. There is no need to rush."

Only then did the male models dispel their doubts and bid farewell to Yan Wanwan.

Once the male models left, Fu Sihan closed the door of the training room with a backhand. "Bang!"

The spacious and spacious trainer fell into silence, as if even breathing could produce echoes.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to go out for things you don't need to do?" Not only did you go out, you also came to find me.

Fu Sihan took off his sunglasses with one hand, and every gesture he made was noble.

"Come and be Mrs Fu's bodyguard."

... "" I suspect that you are trying to conform to me, but I don't have any evidence.

"Then shouldn't I praise you for wearing sunglasses?"

Fu Sihan nodded as if he was serious.

"Talk nicely!" Wanwan pushed him speechlessly.

"Just talk nicely." Fu Sihan lifted the mahogany food box in his hand and lowered his head to get close to Yan Wanwan. He kissed her lips and then said, "Mrs Fu, be obedient and eat."

He was here to deliver lunch to her. Wanwan really could not say anything about him. After all, he was good to her.

Taking a step back, the food prepared in the canteen was all food that met the requirements of the mannequin's figure management. But Wanwan did not need to be specially on a diet, so she still liked to eat well.

"Let's go then."

"Where are we going?"

"The restaurant, could it be that we are squatting here to eat? "

Fu Sihan's mood unconsciously became happy. He wanted to ask, "Aren't you afraid that your underground husband will be exposed?" But before he could say it, Wanwan opened the door of the training room. She was surprised to see the eyes of a group of young men and women outside, full of curiosity.

Wanwan opened the door too suddenly and it was too late for them to hide their gazes.

A few sharp people's gazes shifted downwards and landed on Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan's fingers that were locked together.

Wanwan,... ""

Everyone was speechless."

Before anyone could react, Fu Sihan had already put on his sunglasses again.

Alright, there was no need to worry about being exposed.

"Yan... that..."

"Ah, we, we came to ask you if you want to eat with us, it seems like there's no need for that..."

"Then you guys go ahead and eat first, I brought my own food." Wanwan took the initiative to say, breaking the mystery and awkwardness of this scene.

Everyone nodded their heads in a hurry. Some of them slipped away with oil smeared on their soles, while some of them were brave and playful as they turned around to look at Yan Wanwan and the man who was holding her hand behind her. They were full of ridicule.

"That was actually not a bodyguard, but that pretty boy Yan raised, right?"

Wanwan heard the words that came from the group of people that were far away. She really wanted to remind these big minded boys.

I, heard, saw, saw!

... "Just think that they said it randomly." Wanwan said to Fu Sihan awkwardly.

Fu Sihan did not mind. "At least we have seen all the pretty boys."

Wanwan,... ""

Ten minutes later.

The competitors saw their mentor Yan leading her gigolo. Oh no, the bodyguard came to the canteen and the bodyguard took out a serving of food from his lunchbox - -

Sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried prawns, pickled chicken, stir-fried cabbage, and boiled milky white fish-head soup...

Damn, I instantly felt that the salad and boiled chicken breast on the plate was not fragrant anymore.

Ahhhhh! Why was Yan Wanwan's lunch so sumptuous and so fragrant!

Red Rose happened to be sitting at a table not far away from Yan Wanwan. She could not help but say, "Yan, as a professional model, aren't you worried that you will be overpriced after eating so much? We have to do figure management."

Wanwan had just picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs. When she smelled the sweet and sour pork ribs today, her saliva gland secreted crazily. When she heard the sound, she looked at the red rose. After hesitating for half a second, she put the sweet and sour pork ribs into her mouth first and began to eat seriously.

Rose:... ""

After eating this piece of pork ribs, Wanwan put down her chopsticks and said to her, "Maybe we are different. I don't get fat even when eating and drinking normally."

What did she mean by "we are different?"

Did this woman specially come to anger people when she spoke?

"Let's eat then." Fu Sihan lightly knocked on the table and urged Yan Wanwan to concentrate on eating. There was no need to pay attention to those clowns.

Wanwan "Oh" and really did not look at Red Rose again.

Red Rose felt a kind of humiliation that was ignored.

Wanwan thought for a while and said to the other contestants, "Everyone, work hard. After this competition ends, I will treat you to a meal!"

"Wow!" A burst of surprised cries sounded.

"Yan, are you serious?" Unbelievable?

Wanwan nodded, "Of course, I believe what I say."1

There was no other reason. Yan Wanwan's lunch smelled so good!

When they were in Imperial Capital, they had secretly discussed Yan Wanwan's specially made lunch every day. It was very delicate and smelled like it made westerners drool crazily.

"Yan, may I ask if you are going to eat at this restaurant that is giving you food? Oh, that's not right. Did you invite a private chef?" someone asked.

The culinary skills of the head chef invited by Fu Sihan were indeed incomparable to ordinary restaurants. However, Fu Sihan had to agree to let the head chef do it.

Wanwan subconsciously looked at Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan said, "Yes."

Wanwan revealed a smile and said to everyone, "I'll treat the chef who cooks for me to cook for everyone."

If the head chef was too busy at that time, she could also help.

"Wow! Oh -"

The restaurant was filled with cheers.

Red Rose looked at the change in the scene with a confused expression. Why did it become Yan Wanwan's home ground again?

Only a few people noticed that before Yan Wanwan agreed to them, her fake bodyguard, who was a pretty boy, said, "Sure."

Yan was... asking for the other party's permission?

Why was it like this?

What was going on?

Some people keenly noticed that this man was most likely not simple!

-

Since Fu Sihan was already here, there was no reason for him to return halfway.

In the afternoon, Yan Wanwan gave lessons to fifty academies. Fu Sihan sat in the corridor outside the training room and took out a tablet to work.

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