trap rose

"No, no."

Pei Zhiyao did not admit it and even refused to pay attention to Wen Mian.

The woman's guess rang in her ears.

This made Pei Zhiyao's attitude even more blunt.

"What's the reason? Who made you unhappy?"

Pei Zhiyao just didn't answer.

He even had a cold face, his expression was full of indifference.

After a while, Pei Zhiyao turned around and left.

He left Wen Mian behind and didn't care what Wen Mian was thinking.

at the same time.

Most has already prepared everything for Wenmian.

In order to confirm the specific matters of the studio, Most specially invited Wen Mian to the scene.

The two met to discuss the details.

Most's expression was serious, and he already had his own thoughts and decisions in his heart.

"This studio will be ready soon. Take a look, this is my short-term plan."

Most said while flipping the files on the desktop.

He was extremely serious at every turn.

As the page turned to the end, Mostert offered his opinion.

"I think the most important next step for you is to improve your reputation and increase your reputation and income in the outside world. Only in this way will the future be easy, what do you think?"

Faced with Most's proposal, Wen Mian was still a little hesitant.

She knew that Most was serious and that what he said was chosen for her and he was busy working for her.

But she also knew in her heart that she was not suitable for brushing her face.

If there is too much facial recognition, the public will definitely not buy it.

"Brush your face?"

Subconsciously, Wen Mian frowned and asked, then denied rejecting Most's request.

"Forget about using your face. If you appear in front of the public too many times, people will definitely not buy it in the future, your face will no longer be precious, and your identity will not be important. To sum up, there is only one sentence - lose your status."

Wen Mian's words seem to be unreasonable.

When she finished speaking, Most's face suddenly fell.

But Wenmian seems to have his own plans.

"With this money, it is better to use it in other places, such as investing in other projects, what do you think?"

Before Most could answer, Mo Lingtian's call suddenly came through his cell phone.

Wen Mian subconsciously raised his phone, and then hinted, "Sorry, answer the phone." Most nodded and watched Wen Mian walk aside.

Mo Lingtian's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Slightly low and full of magnetism.

"Are you free? Do you want to go out for a meal?"

Wen Mian did not answer, but Mo Lingtian quickly added as if he was afraid of Wen Mian's rejection:
"Besides eating, I also have something to tell you."

"Okay, see you later."

-

"How are you doing lately? Are you busy at work?"

"not busy."

Mo Lingtian treated him to a treat and the two entered the box. Wen Mian was in a particularly relaxed mood.

But he was pretending that something was wrong, as if something was not normal.

"Actually, I have something to ask you."

Wen Mian pushed the menu in front of Mo Lingtian and said with a smile, "You tell me."

"Have you... been in contact with my parents recently? Or, have they taken the initiative to find you?"

Mo Lingtian's eyes were probing and his voice was tight.

Wen Mian could tell that he was also nervous.

But Wen Mian was more nervous than Mo Lingtian.

"No."

In order to respond to the man's words, Wen Mian deliberately pretended to be unclear.

He immediately denied Mo Lingtian.

"No contact. I've been busy with work recently, so I didn't expect this. In fact..."

Wen Mian said tentatively, "I was worried that your parents wouldn't like me. After all, my identity and our relationship seem to be very special."

"how could be."

When Wen Mian said this, Mo Lingtian, who was still nervous, instantly relaxed.

A feeling of relief came over me.

"Don't worry, I will also coordinate in the middle, and I will dispel your negative impression in their minds, so that they will only like you, not dislike you."

"really?"

Mo Lingtian vowed to do so.

"of course it's true!"