"What's wrong?"

Frowning in confusion, Mu Nansheng turned back to look at her.

"Is there something wrong in the locker room?"

"Yes." Song Yue looked very embarrassed: "There was something wrong with the original suit model. He had a bad stomach this morning and felt uncomfortable, so he refused the photo shoot."

Hearing this, Lin Yiran said with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Why did such a problem arise temporarily?"

"Sister Yiran, I don't know what's going on."

Song Yue was on the verge of tears: "This model never told us, and she had to back down when it was almost time to meet him."

"It's hard for me to say anything about my health."

"It's okay, there's always a way."

Comforting the anxious Song Yue, Mu Nansheng smiled: "It's okay, there are always more solutions than difficulties anyway!"

"We can also find a substitute."

"Give me the dimensions." Lin Yiran raised an eyebrow: "I'll see if I can find the right one."

"Oh ok."

After reporting her size, Song Yue subconsciously looked around the set: "There were a lot of people here today, so I think it might be a little difficult to find them."

"correct!"

His eyes lit up slightly, and Mu Nansheng had an idea.

"I almost forgot about my husband, his size is just right."

"Really?"

Goodnight everybody
Chapter completed!