Love is endless but not joyful: the fox pretends to be the tiger's power

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the slap, pointing at the beaten Lan Mufei, and talking about it.

Ye Sang folded his hands casually on his chest and glared at Lan Mufei condescendingly, with a more arrogant look, "Useless trash!"

Just now, Ye Sang found out that her favorite luxury brand endorsement was taken away by Song Xiaowan, and he was so angry that he slapped her in the face. It was common knowledge that she and Song Xiaowan didn't get along, and even though they had been on the same stage many times, Ye Sang never

Taking Song Xiaowan seriously, Song Xiaowan has a good temper and never cares about her.

Ye Sang slapped Lan Mufei not only because of the endorsement issue, but also because he wanted to embarrass her because she was assigned to him by the earl.

However, after observing for more than half a month, I didn't feel that the earl treated her in any way. It was probably because he didn't care about her after he got it and just threw her a job casually, so Ye Sang didn't take her seriously.

Lan Mufei could also guess a thing or two about Ye Sang's thoughts. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were about to burst out. When he looked up at Ye Sang, there was a chilling coldness in his clear eyes.

He clenched his hand tightly into a fist, unclenched it, and impulsively wanted to slap him back.

Ye Sang saw a chill in her eyes, and his heart trembled inexplicably. His face changed for a few seconds, but he pretended to be brave and stood in front of Lan Mufei, fearless.

She didn't believe that a small agent would dare to fight her in front of so many people.

In the end, Lan Mufei didn't slap the slap back because the rumored VIP arrived.

Wearing a dark blue dress with a red bow tie, a fat Scottish fold ear is nestled on the curved arm.

The folded ear in his arms had the same arrogance as its owner, looking at the beautifully dressed supermodels with round eyes, as if to say: You stupid humans...

A man in his thirties wears a Scottish fold ear. What a strange combination is this?

Luo Ruochen and his wife Huang Xiwen stepped forward to welcome the distinguished guests. When they saw Zhe Er in his arms, they almost went crazy. After saying hello, they lowered their voices and said, "Earl, this is a fashion party. How about you bring a cat?"

What do you mean?"

Louis Yingqi's eyes swept across the light blue figure not far away. There was no emotion at all, and his voice was lazy: "Baozi has been in heat recently and doesn't want to be alone at home."

"..."

Then you should find a male cat for her instead of bringing her to the party.

However, the supermodels felt very strange when they saw him and the cat. They heard that men who raise cats are very gentle, and everyone wanted to come up and chat with the count, even if it was just a word.

Everyone was so excited to try it that they completely forgot about the episode just now.

Lan Mufei never thought that he would appear here. I wonder if he saw the scene just now.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, he has seen himself no matter how embarrassed he looks.

When no one was paying attention, she left the banquet hall and walked along the secluded corridor to a quiet place.

Huang Xiwen liked the earl in the earl's arms very much. She wanted to hug her but her husband held her waist. She excused herself to entertain other guests. When she turned around, she looked back from time to time.

Naturally, the other supermodels would not miss this opportunity. They came forward and wanted to get close to each other. One model just reached out to touch Zhe Er's head, but before his fingertips touched it, Zhe Er suddenly became irritable and stretched out his front paws.

He was about to arrest someone, and even opened his mouth wide to let out a hissing roar.

The supermodels were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they quickly backed away, looking frightened.

Louis Yingwidow looked calm, "It's a female and doesn't like women." After a pause, he emphasized: "Especially women with big breasts!"

All the women looked embarrassed, and some were even too angry to speak.

Huang Xiwen, who hadn't gone far yet, couldn't help laughing when she heard this, "The count is really vicious, don't you know how to show mercy to women?"

Luo Ruochen could only show a helpless smile in response to his friend's sharp tongue, "He was not even gentle to Grace back then. If you expect him to be gentle to women, you might as well expect a sow to climb a tree."

Huang Xiwen smiled and nodded, agreeing with her husband's words.

Those women were frightened away by Zheer, and Hang Hang on the side was speechless. Thinking of what just happened, he hesitated before speaking: "Earl, do you need help to deal with it?"

Louis Yingqi's clean fingers slowly touched Zhe'er's head. Zhe'er felt very comfortable under his touch. She lay on his arm and squinted her eyes with a look of enjoyment on her face.

He looked at Hang Hang and said casually, "Are you feeling distressed?"

"..."

Is the Earl really not interested in Miss Lan? Then why did he come to this party again?

Didn’t you change your mind because you heard that me’s Song Xiaowan and Ye Sang, along with their managers, would attend?

I can't figure it out.

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Lan Mufei is just an ordinary and inconspicuous agent. She has no identity and background, and her clothes are not outstanding. Naturally, no one pays attention to her.

Sitting alone on the edge of the flower bed, the corners of her skirt swayed gently in the breeze.

The slap on the left side of his face was so painful that Ye Sang hit him so hard that his teeth broke his lip and blood spread in the cavity.

This was the first time she had ever been slapped in the face since she could remember it, so she naturally felt uncomfortable in her heart!

Although she was not arrogant or arrogant in the past, at least she had not suffered any grievances. No matter how much hardship she faced in life, she could endure it, but she could not bear to be belittled and humiliated like this.

She even wondered, in a very small way, whether the widow Louis was deliberately trying to harm her like this!

A burst of fresh fragrance entered her nose. Lan Mufei looked up and saw Song Xiaowan in a yellow dress. She wanted to stand up, but Song Xiaowan said, "Sit down, don't get up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Xiaowan sat down next to her, handed her the ice pack in her hand, and said in a concerned voice: "Is it still painful?"

"Thank you." Lan Mufei took the ice pack, surprised at her concern for him, and politely replied: "It's okay."

She did not help Ye Sang get the right to be endorsed. She was indeed not good enough.

Song Xiaowan's smile gave people a warm and graceful feeling of comfort, "Sang Sang has a bad temper. Working with her, you must have suffered a lot of grievances."

Lan Mufei applied an ice pack to her face to relieve the burning pain on her skin, "I didn't do a good enough job!"

No matter how bad Ye Sang is, as Ye Sang's agent, she will never admit that her model is not good in front of others, let alone echo or criticize her own model.

Song Xiaowan smiled: "I have an intuition that you will become an excellent agent in the future."

"Really?" Lan Mufei laughed out loud, "I'd like to lend you some good advice."

Being an excellent agent must also result in considerable income.

Forgive her for being worldly, after all, money is really important to her now.

Song Xiaowan didn't say anything more to her, fearing that her manager would look for her everywhere, so she left first. She turned around and told Lan Mufei in a very friendly manner that if she had any trouble, she could always come to her and help anyone she could!

He left his business card to Lan Mufei.

Lan Mufei took her business card, which had her name and phone number printed on it, but no other information.

In the light years of midsummer, the stars twinkled in the mysterious sky, and the wind carried a heat wave. Fortunately, she was afraid of the cold but not the heat. Sitting outside was always more relaxed and comfortable than being in a situation that was incompatible with her.

My red and swollen cheeks felt much better after applying ice for a while, at least it didn't hurt so much.

but--

I don't know when a cat appeared at her feet, tugging at the hem of her skirt with its front paws.

Lan Mufei recognized the cat as the one brought over by Louis Yingwu.

How did it get here?

A Scottish purebred with folded ears, the coat is snow-white, with some gradient silver. He is not the kind who likes to be cute. I don’t know if he follows his master, but he always looks arrogant, noble and cool.

Lan Mufei has never been in contact with a cat. She saw it being fierce before, and now she dare not touch it, fearing that it will attack her at any time.

Zhe'er played with the hem of her skirt for a while, raised his head, and a pair of round cat eyes shone brightly in the dark night, seeming to be sizing her up. He looked very pleasing to the eye, and jumped onto her knees with a single leap.

Lan Mufei was startled, her body froze, and she almost stood up and threw it away.

I didn't expect it to be so fat and so agile.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Zhe'er looked at her contemptuously, found a comfortable position on her knees and lay down, squinting his eyes as if he was going to sleep.

Lan Mu Fei tensed her back and raised her nose nervously. She put down the ice pack and looked down at the dog's lazy and contemptuous look. She didn't know why she wanted to laugh, "Do you think I'm easier to bully?"

Ignore her.

Lan Mufei was silent for a while. Looking at the way it refused to act cute, she felt it was very cute and wanted to touch it.

"Can I touch you?"

"..."

"If you don't respond, I'll take it as your consent."

Lan Mufei gently stroked Zheer's head with her hands that were not stained. She was a little nervous at first, and her movements were very gentle. However, after touching it for a few times, there was no reaction. Her uneasy heart dropped. It seemed that it didn't resent her.

.

Bai Xi's slender fingers gently stroked its extremely soft fur, probably because she bathed it frequently. There was a faint scent of shower gel on its body.

The fingertips touched her almost at the base of her ear, and she purred comfortably, making a sound similar to snoring.

Lan Mufei looked down at it and smiled, it was such a lazy and lazy cat.

I never thought someone like him could raise a cat!

"Baozi!" A cold voice sounded from not far away.
To be continued...