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Not long after she left, a slender figure rushed in instantly.

A tight but cold and sharp outline fell into Su Qianrou's eyes.

It's him - Mo Beichen.

"What are you here for?" Her voice sounded cold and her eyebrows were filled with resentment.

He frowned and said, "I came to see you." His low voice was always full of love.

She didn't appreciate it and didn't make another conversation. Instead, she picked up the boring magazine again and started reading.

When she thought about having his flesh and blood in her belly, her hatred for him rose a little more.

"Why is that woman here?" He forcefully snatched the book from her hand, his eyes showing a bit of coldness.

He opened the exquisite lunch box, and inside was a white man's rice that was delicious, tasty, and tasty.

"Open your mouth," he ordered.

The fork in her hand was already touching her lips.

A well-known overseas CEO actually started working as a Filipino maid.

She was startled subconsciously and turned her head away.

She was rejecting him, her attitude was very obvious.

His face was expressionless, as if he was facing a stranger.

He was obviously a little angry, and his knuckles turned white.

It's okay for her not to eat, but not for the little one.

"Rourou, don't be stubborn with me." His voice was cold, but just right without using too much force.

He pinched both sides of her cheeks, forced her to open her mouth, and then fed her food.

The series of movements is neat and clean.

All in one go.

She felt uncomfortable and her face was twisted into a ball.

This man is too domineering!

"Let go, I can eat it myself!" There was hatred in her eyes.

"If you had obeyed earlier, you would have avoided this kind of physical pain." He brought the meal over and said calmly.

She glared at him angrily, having already scolded him hundreds of times in her heart.

"Rourou, don't get angry with me. Once the competition is over, you can rest assured to raise your baby at home and be obedient."

He suddenly lowered his voice and placed his hands on her bulging face.

Eyes staring deeply.

Her heart tightened, her eyes were a little flustered, and she glanced around, but she didn't want to look at him.

She has no thoughts of raising a baby for the time being.

After a while, his stretched facial features suddenly frowned, and he said seriously: "What is the purpose of that woman named Fang here?"

Mentioning her, the corners of her mouth curled up inadvertently: "Who knows."

There are only a few days left in the competition, and Mo's side is urgently recruiting catwalk models.

As a former popular domestic model, Zhang Wenxi recommended herself.

When she faced Su Yu'an again, she had a look of regret.

Her posture is no longer as graceful as before, and instead she appears a little shy.

"Yu An... no, Mr. Su!"

She opened her lips and realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, so she quickly changed the title.

His fingers fell on the corners of his mouth, looking embarrassed.

When Su Yu'an saw her, the past scenes lingered in his mind like a revolving lantern.

His heart seemed to be filled with mixed feelings and emotions, making it difficult to let go.

"You..." He couldn't utter two words for a long time.

Restraint and forbearance.

"I can come to the catwalk, I'm a professional." She raised her voice by a decibel.

The body that leaned forward rashly quickly retracted.

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and suddenly retracted his troubled eyes.

"I know, it's just you. I won't treat you poorly in terms of salary. You are ready to start tomorrow."

He talks as if he were following a process, without emotion. He seemed to care about being alone with her, and all the cells in his body were tense.

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave in a hurry, his eyes not staying on the woman for a while from beginning to end.

Zhang Wenxi was moved, struck preemptively, and called him impulsively.

"Yu'an! Can we talk?"

He stopped, his heart thumped twice, and after a long time he replied leisurely: "There is nothing to talk about between us."

His tone was cold and his words were stiff, like a pool of stagnant water.

The harm she had caused him was particularly fresh in his memory.

Zhang Wenxi's eyes turned red, and a layer of mist formed in her eyes.

She came to the United States this time just to see him.

She knew full well how despicable what she had done was, and she did not expect to be forgiven by him.

But those happy times seemed like they happened yesterday, and she couldn't let them go for a long time.

"Yu'an, I'm sorry. I know I'm sorry for you, but I really didn't mean it!"

She rushed forward and hugged his back.

His arms tightened instantly.

He was stunned, his dull face suddenly ready to move.

"But it's over between us."

He tried to pry her hand away, but she sucked him tightly like an octopus.

"I know! But I hope you understand that I was forced before and I had no choice. I'm sorry..."

Her voice started to sound like crying, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

A few crystal clear tears burst out of my eyes impatiently.

It went down his cheek and soaked his clothes.

A chill ran down his spine.

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

"Wen Xi..." His voice was soft, and his cold face turned into one of pity.

He has never been able to reject this woman who was deeply attracted to him without conscience.

He turned around and hugged her, wiping away her tears. His lustful eyes were all evidence of his soft heart.

"What I know is that I failed to protect you."

The two hit it off immediately, and the two hearts that were far apart were connected again.

But Su Qianrou didn't have a good impression of her.

The proud look on her face as she sat in the dressing room was still deeply reflected in his heart.

"Third brother, this is a competition, this is no joke! Since she was framed the first time, there will be a second time!"

Su Qianrou's face was sullen and cautious.

Su Yu'an didn't take it seriously, with a strong attitude vowing to protect the woman.

He held her shoulders with both hands and his eyes were firm: "Rourou, I believe Third Brother, she has her own reasons."

His eyes were moving and his brows were twitching, hoping to get her approval.

Maybe it's the rule of being an agent, once you are unfaithful, you will never be loyal again.

Her attitude towards Zhang Wenxi has not changed yet.

But he couldn't bear to break up with his third brother, his face looked melancholy.

"It's up to you." She said helplessly.

"If you are cheated again in the future, I won't care about you anymore!" She looked coldly and turned sideways.

At this moment, she seemed to have drawn a clear line between Chuhehanjie and her third brother, who was in love.

Not long after, Robert, a heavyweight judge, discovered that his ring was missing.

And issued a statement online.

Fang Yuan used this statement to anonymously slander Su Qianrou.

[Anonymous netizen]: The ring was stolen by Mo’s designer Su Qianrou. The judges and teachers can search her!

As soon as this statement came out, the Internet exploded, and major netizens started to take offense.