Her Sniper

This time, he was not a gentleman.

Pulling Wen Shishi directly took her in the elevator full of employees, and through the company hall full of people, not avoiding people at all, but also in front of the public to put her into the co driver's seat of the car.

When the car started, Wen Shishi could see through the window that many surprised colleagues were talking to other colleagues about what had just happened.

"Interesting?" Wen Shishi looks out of the window, and the roadside trees line up and run back.

Mr. sniper said, "you've been avoiding me. I can't help it."

"But you know, what would everyone in the company say about me with your operation?"

"Why?"

"They will say that my achievements, my abilities, everything I have depends on you. Maybe the awards I get can't do without you."

Mr. sniper whispered: "other people's mouths can't be blocked. I taught you this three years ago, Shishi."

Wen Shishi was a little discouraged. She put her hair behind her head, which was blown by the wind, and her voice was light: "the achievements I have made in three years, you only need a few minutes to make them disappear. Mr. Jiang, you may not know how harsh the world is on women. As long as they achieve a little, they will be questioned whether they are attached to a man with ability. "

"I see it."

"What do you see?"

"The awards ceremony," he said, "you put them in silence."

Wen Shishi only thought it ridiculous: "but now that group of people have reason to continue to attack me."

"Poetry," Mr. sniper said, "I'll give you what you want."

"Do you know what I want?"

"Awards, success."

"No," she said, "I want to be free, I want to live my own way."

Mr. sniper said, "as long as you stay with me, I can give you the freedom you want."

But Wen Shishi said: "but the freedom I want is to be able to avoid you far away. Every time I see your face and hear your voice, I will recall the sadness of the child's flesh and blood being taken out of my womb bit by bit."

"Child..."

Mr. sniper uttered a gibberish, lips tightly pursed, eyes glittering.

Wen Shi suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.

That is also his child. Half of his blood belongs to him. As long as he has conscience, the child is the scar in his heart.

Look, how well does she know him?

Mr. sniper has never been a cold hearted villain, he just It's like I don't need her anymore.

The car stopped at the gate of the concert.

It seems that the concert has already started. Music has been heard inside, and fans outside are complaining about how they didn't get tickets for the concert and didn't have the chance to go in and see their favorite idol.

Mr. sniper held her hand tightly, which made her feel painful, but he didn't mean to let it go.

"Zhen Xi's career is getting better and better," Mr. sniper said. "Sister Gu gave birth to a child last year, a son."

Sister Gu is nearly 40 years old and is a very old woman.

Wen Shishi was a little worried: "is mother and son safe?"

"Mother and son are safe," Mr. sniper replied, "it's a child conceived by artificial means. The child is very healthy. It's more than eight Jin when it's born. It's very lovely."

“…… That's good. "

"Want to see the baby backstage?"

Wen Shishi shakes his head subconsciously: "no, just know that they have a good life."

"I'd better go and have a look. Sister Gu has been talking about you these years."

Mr. sniper dragged her into the backstage of the concert.

Backstage is also a busy, lighting, dance, makeup, clothing, assistants, we are all focused on their own work, with three years ago that concert is no different, the same messy and noisy.

Most of the people here don't know Wen Shishi any more. They should have changed their staff after she left.

Wen Shishi subconsciously looks to the direction of the dressing table, where stands a girl, very thin and tender, holding a make-up box in her hand, ready to make up for Zhen Xi at any time.

"Like what you used to be?" His hoarse voice came from his ear.

Yes, it is.

It's not about looks, it's about temperament. It's gentle and shallow.

"Sister Gu is also looking for a new person who has never had makeup experience. After learning in the company for a while, she directly transferred to Zhenxi's team to be responsible for Zhenxi's modeling."

Wen Shishi could not help saying: "it's rare that President Jiang paid so much attention to Zhen Xi."

"I want to review the places you have passed, the people and things you have met, so that I can feel that you have really come to me."Wen Shishi picks eyebrows: "Mr. Jiang, why pretend to be affectionate?"

Mr. sniper frowned slightly, as if hurt: "you always think I'm pretending?"

"Isn't it?"

"No

Wen Shishi looked back and looked down at the tip of his shoe: "I don't care if it's all casual."

Just then, there was a loud noise outside.

"Here comes Zhen Xi! dresser! Costume master! Hurry up, it's only two minutes

Three or four assistants surrounded Zhen Xi and went back backstage.

He just roared a rock music on the stage, his head is full of sweat, and he lost a lot of makeup.

The costume master quickly helped Zhen Xi change the dress for the next song. The costume master also came in a hurry and stood by. As soon as the clothes were changed, he immediately came up to help him make up.

But the little girl is still hand-made and can't keep up with her speed.

The assistant was in a hurry: "I'm running out of time. Can I hurry up?"

The little girl didn't dare to speak. She bit her teeth and was busy living, but the more anxious she was, the more trouble she got. As soon as her hand slipped, the black eyebrow pen left a long mark on her forehead.

It's amazing. If you want to wipe it off, you have to wipe off all the bottom makeup and put it on again.

The little girl quickly cried: "how to do, how to do..."

"I'll do it." Wen Shishi went up and picked up the brush and powder box from her hand.

The little girl was startled, and so was Zhenxi: "who are you? Is that all right? "

Mr. sniper said, "my friend is also a makeup artist."

Zhen Xi was pleasantly surprised: "President Jiang? Why did you come in person? "

Mr. sniper had enough. "Time is urgent. When you finish your concert, I'll celebrate for you."

All the people around Zhen Xi seem to know Mr. sniper. Seeing that Wen Shishi is his person, they don't stop him.

Zhen Xi obediently closed his eyes and let Wen Shi play with him.

After all, in the past three years, the craft is a little unfamiliar, but the foundation is still there.

He quickly helped him put on a light layer of base makeup, then wiped away the black marks on his forehead, and then put on a few army green, which looked like camouflage from a distance. It was very consistent with his imitation military uniform, and also added a bit of iron character to Zhen Xi.

"All right."

The assistant looked at his watch: "the time is just right! Zhen Xi, it's time to go on stage! "

Zhen Xi walked out of the backstage quickly. Before he left, he took a deep look at Wen Shishi, which seemed to have deep meaning in his eyes.