The imperial pet, the contract cute wife is addicted

Chapter 301 Competition as a Newcomer
Mo Anya's words seemed to wake up Mu Yichen.

Mo Anya continued: "Actually, Mu Yichen, your problem arises here, whether it is for me or Mu Yixiao, you have always insisted on going your own way, although I can't intervene in the Mu family's affairs, but You should listen to other people's opinions anyway!"

"I don't want to hear it, and I don't need to." Mu Yichen waved his hand: "I said, there is only one year, and I only want this year! Don't you understand?"

"I listened to ASEAN, but I have to participate in that selection show! You don't understand, I want to win by strength! If I don't even have this, then it is meaningless for me to participate in this competition"

As Mo Anya said, she turned around abruptly: "Anyway, I have to transfer the contract, otherwise... I will expose myself and go back in the name of Mo Anya!"

"You're crazy!" Mu Yichen's expression changed instantly, and he grabbed Mo Anya's hand: "If you go back in the name of Mo Anya, then it's even more impossible for you to participate in this selection show!"

The name of Me Anya's identity has long been in ruins...

If Mo Anya really used that identity to go back, she would undoubtedly destroy herself and push herself to the forefront again.

That is undoubtedly asking for a dead end!
"But you don't let me go." Mo Anya lowered her eyes: "You don't understand how important that supermodel talent show is to me. It's what I want most in my life. To tell you the truth, I don't have that many." Noble sentiment, I came here just for this supermodel aura. After more than ten years of hard work, I finally had a chance to show it. I want complete fairness. Even if I can’t get it, I won’t have to spend money to win.”

"But even if you stay in Mu's house, it doesn't mean you can't win." Mu Yichen solemnly emphasized: "I will give you all the resources of the company!"

"..." Mo Anya took a deep breath.

indeed.

In fact, it doesn't matter what company you do and what you do. You don't have to be in Shinhwa Entertainment to participate in the supermodel audition show. Maybe you don't need so many excuses at all.

But she just wanted to transfer her contract back, and she didn't want to put a wall of wallpaper between herself and Fei Shijue anymore because of the contract.

"Anya" Mu Yichen's voice was a little low: "Just this one time, just this one year, after that you and I will have nothing to do with each other, but I still want to say that you are my sister to the outside world, please, okay?"

"...I got it." Mo Anya pursed her lips. After the elevator arrived, she didn't go down. She just watched Mu Yichen leave the elevator, and then pressed the button to go down quickly.

In the end, he still couldn't beat him.

"Hey, what should I do?" Mo Anya scratched her hair, her face full of confusion. Although the contract transfer or not has nothing to do with this supermodel audition, the important thing is that it is invested by Shinhwa Entertainment.

Since ancient times, this society has not been fair, and it is not uncommon for the competition organizing committee to have different standards and methods for participating models.

If I can transfer the contract back and attend the competition as a model of Shinhwa Entertainment, with Fei Shijue in charge, I will naturally receive good treatment.

Don't say she is realistic, she is so realistic, because this is the way the world is, the Mu family is not weak, but compared to the Fei family, even the Mao family is not even considered, which is not good for her.

Mo Anya returned home depressed, looked at everything in the Fei family, took a deep breath, and threw herself on the sofa like throwing a sack.

Moody. ,

The maid of "Madam" came over, bowed her head and smiled at Mo Anya: "Your bird's nest porridge is ready, this is what Young Master Fei asked us to make for you before leaving."

"Leave it alone." Mo Anya hugged her knees and huddled together: "I have no appetite."

"Young Madam, you should eat more." The maid at home walked over and looked at Mo Anya: "You have a bad complexion recently, and you have no appetite for anything to eat."

"I'm not hungry, take it away." Mo Anya pushed the bowl and chopsticks and shook her head slightly: "I'm not interested now, I don't want to eat anything"

The plan to transfer the contract fell through, and Mo Anya is very entangled now. Where is the mood to eat bird's nest porridge, the whole person can't be happy.

"Hey, I don't know if Fei Shijue can come forward about this matter..." Mo Anya muttered to herself, she took out the mobile phone in her arms, just swiped Weibo, swiped, and suddenly her eyes lit up. But then, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed again.

Originally, she thought that even if she participated, as Fei Shijue's wife, she would get fair or better treatment.

But now...Mo Anya suddenly realized...if Shijue Fei's wife really came out to lead the battle, it would be bad.

No, it can't be said that it is not good, the problem is here, because even if I switch the contract, the problem still exists, and it hasn't changed at all.

"..." Thinking of this, Mo Anya lost her appetite to eat even more. The servant beside her was afraid that she would be scolded, so she was a little worried: "Young Madam, what are you worrying about?"

Usually, Mo Anya treats these people very well, so she won many hearts. Therefore, at this moment, many people came to care.

"What do you guys think, if the wife of a big shot goes to a contest, what exactly is going to be done to convince those people that the contest is fair?"

Mo Anya couldn't help talking about her problem, and the domestic servant at the side listened, and said casually: "What's the matter, it's very simple, why don't you just wear a mask?"Everyone is wearing a mask, so you can't see your face. Isn't that fair? "

"Hey" Mo Anya was taken aback when she heard that.

Seems to make sense?

After the domestic helper said these words, he handed the porridge to Mo Anya's mouth: "Eat some, it will give you strength, no matter what it is, your body is big anyway, right? "

"...Well" Mo Anya nodded, and suddenly stood up and called Fei Shijue: "Ah Jue, I want to tell you something, when will you be back?"

"Now, I'm going back soon." Sitting in the car, Fei Shijue put away the pen in his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

"You are an investor, I want you to modify the rules of the competition, not much, just a little." Mo Anya held the phone and played with the pendant of the phone: "Let every contestant wear a mask"

"That's the only way?" Fei Shijue froze for a moment, and suddenly hooked his lips: "Actually, we were still thinking about this point before. Since you have said so, then this matter is naturally no problem."

"Well, that's the only way. After that, I hope you can help me with one thing." Mo Anya took a deep breath: "I want to go out to participate in the competition as a new model, you get me a fake ID, I'm going to participate , don't ask me why..."

"I know the reason." Fei Shijue raised his eyebrows: "Because Mu Yichen didn't give you the chance to transfer the contract, did he?"

"Well, the fundamental reason is that this is true, but more of the reason is because I suddenly realized that if I participated in the competition as Mu Ya'an, it would be unfair to others."

"How to say?" Fei Shijue was a little strange, and Mo Anya sighed: "You are an investor, and I am a participant. What do you think?"

"Well...it's a little bit." Fei Shijue nodded.

"That's why, hurry up with a fake identity!" Mo Anya emphasized: "I want to use this identity to participate in the competition, and I also have to eat and live with other models!"

"You're really desperate." Fei Shijue sighed, "Okay, I see, I'll get you an identity now, just wait."

"Okay" Mo Anya hung up the phone happily, and took a mask for nourishment first, and then went back to do yoga leisurely.

.........

When Fei Shijue came back, he saw his little wife shaking her head and shaking her legs, with a pale mask on her face, she looked like a ghost.

"What are you doing here?" Fei Shijue frowned, reached out and pinched Mo Anya's nose, Mo Anya lay on the big ball and screamed, fell to the ground, clutched her hurt butt, Fei Shijue complained: "I hate it, what are you doing? It's too much!"

"Too much? I'm not too much." Fei Shijue raised his eyebrows, sat beside Wen Ya, and hugged her on his lap: "Tell me, do you really want to enter the competition as a rookie?"

(End of this chapter)