Hidden marriage husband is too cold-blooded

Chapter 509 She Becomes a Stranger (2)

For the next week, the woman named Zhou Lian didn't make trouble anymore.

"Xiyue, send this dress to this place, there is a car outside to take you there, he knows the address, and then wait there, they will take it back when they are done using it."

The manager came over, looked at Tan Xiyue in front of her, handed her a box and a piece of paper, said lightly, and then hurried away.

Tan Xiyue lowered her eyes and looked, big box, is it for a star?

Great, this can also promote clothing, and can also increase the popularity of brand clothing itself. You need to know the famous brands worn by celebrities.

It is often the most popular in the market. People like to follow suit. Isn't that how rich people play.

Tan Xiyue rushed to the shooting location, seeing them busy in front of her, she really didn't know who to turn to!

Suddenly a basket ran over, and asked Tan Xiyue anxiously, "Fashion Lisa flagship store?"

"Yes, I'll come..." Tan Xiyue was speechless, because before she finished speaking, the man had already taken the box in her hand away.

Tan Xiyue had no choice but to follow, but when she entered the dressing room with that person, she was a little stunned.

Damn it, the world is so small, isn't that woman the one that Xi Dichen brought home that night?

she is a star?

I saw her picture on the billboard beside her, Yu Xinle?Her name? I really don't want to see her.

I don't know how long the shooting will take, Tan Xiyue can only sit there and wait, playing with the phone, it seems that it won't be so fast.

"It's you, why are you here?"

Yu Xinle was painting by a makeup artist. From the mirror, she saw Tan Xiyue sitting on the side, and asked in confusion.

"Just bring the clothes here." Tan Xiyue replied indifferently, and then continued to play with her mobile phone.

But her answer surprised Yu Xinle. Although I heard that they were getting a divorce, that woman was also his former wife after all.

It's not like I don't have money, why come here to do errands for my little sister.

An hour later, Tan Xiyue was standing on the shooting site, looking at Yu Xinle under the lights. It is undeniable that she is indeed beautiful, and she is very young, maybe only eighteen or nineteen years old.

At this time, some female make-up personnel were chatting and gossiping in whispers. Where there are women, how come there are so few gossips.

A female makeup artist raised her hand to take a sip of mineral water, and left Yu Xinle aside, "Hey, her plastic surgery can be regarded as a very successful one, at least it seems that there will be no flaws."

The woman next to her replied lightly: "Well, indeed, unlike some celebrities, they make themselves look like zombies."

Indeed, they have been in contact with a lot in the makeup industry, and some things can be seen at a glance, but they just chat here and sign a non-disclosure agreement.

Who would break the news at the risk of losing their jobs and paying huge compensations? It's not courting death.

Tan Xiyue, who was standing on the side, was shocked when she heard this, did Yu Xinle have plastic surgery?No way, she couldn't see it at all.

Well, I can only say that the beauties who are makeup artists have seen a lot of celebrities and have a lot of experience!However, it is indeed beautiful!

"President Xi is here, everyone pay attention."

Suddenly a man rushed over and yelled at them, and immediately everyone became serious, not daring to be lazy.

Tan Xiyue was a little taken aback, Mr. Xi?No way, could it be Xi Dichen? He looked up.

Oh my god, it's really him, she has already seen his people, several bodyguards in black suits are following around, and there are many people behind.

I saw that Xi Dichen was like a king, surrounded by a group of people, walking indifferently. Wherever he passed, there were constantly respectful "Mr. Xi".

Tan Xiyue hurriedly hid behind the people next to her. She didn't want him to see her. The difference is too big at this moment, they.

(End of this chapter)