Chief husband, strong love!

The person in charge naturally struggled.

This kind of secret stumbling and trouble making is too common in the entertainment and fashion circles.

In particular, newcomers who have made some achievements but have no background may suffer if they annoy anyone above.

But after all, the lady's invitation stated her identity. She is the home model this time. She has a contract with the company, which is different from other invited participants.

But the person who asked him to do so not only had an unusual identity and a heavy voice, but also gave him a lot of money.

He made a mistake after he finished this time. He took the blame and resigned, and there was no loss in changing the company.

It's obviously not the first time to listen to this young lady.

It even sounds like the one who wins every time is not the one who gives money to make a stumbling block.

Is she so capable?

He is the daughter of a large group and plays an important role in the fashion circle. He is an important person invited on this occasion.

Su Yan said lazily, "in the past, I directly asked the driver to drive in. I didn't have time to grind haw with you here. But today's driver is a little timid."

The driver who met Su Yan for the first time: "

"Why don't you call the brand side..." the person in charge thought of a compromise.

If he was ordered, the daughter who gave the money couldn't say anything.

Su Yan bent his lips and smiled, gently spitting out two words, "I don't!"

She was saying that a dazzling red sports car had come from the next driveway.

The person in charge immediately brightened his eyes, "Miss Fang."

Without any invitation, the woman in the sports car slowly took down her sunglasses. The winner looked at Su Yan in the car next to her, "isn't this Su Yan? Why was someone stopped at the door? Otherwise, I'll say something for you and let them let you in? En?"

Su Yan glanced sideways and waited for Fang Qingbao she asked for. "You'd better wear sunglasses back. Anyway, you're blind."

Fang Qingbao played with sunglasses and looked at her with pitiful eyes. "Don't say that. At least I met once. I still want to help if I should help."

Su Yan smiled. "Miss, I don't even know your name. Please don't post it upside down and say we know each other. Otherwise, I'll be misunderstood. I used to make all my friends, which will be a bit humiliating."

Fang Qingbao's face stiffened.

In the past, Su Yan really didn't look at them. That's why they once wanted to win over the small group of Su Yan. Later, they were glad they didn't climb up to her and wanted to teach her a good lesson in her previous arrogance while she was losing power.

Even if Mu Beishen supported her six months ago, how dare she despise herself in public now?

Mu Beishen is dead. Who else dares to kill the broom star that conquers the whole family and the gold Lord?

Su Yan continued slowly, "please drive your car away quickly. It's a small matter that hinders my eyes. There are only two roads here. Be careful to be hit by the rear car..."

Before she finished her words, Fang Qingbao's car suddenly shook, accompanied by her panic scream.

The car was hit.

Almost everyone around was stunned.

Fang Qingbao was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he turned around and saw the car behind him and the license plate. His face was a little pale.

Although she doesn't know who it is, she also knows what level of talents use some license plates.

The assistant in uniform got out of the car and politely said, "Miss Fang, my husband, please don't stand in the way. Thank you. Otherwise..."

Next, the luxury car that was thought to have been accidentally hit just now hit again.

Twice, Fang Qingbao's sports car ass was almost deflated.