Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Fu Ya's mouth raised, and he didn't hide how happy he was, but he almost didn't run to his face and laughed at him wantonly.

Unfortunately, she didn't laugh long before the door of the dressing room suddenly opened.

Her assistant uttered a surprised voice and called, "Rong, Rong, sister Yan."

Fu Ya sat with her back to the door. Hearing this, she turned her head immediately. Unexpectedly, she saw the person standing at the door. Her heart tightened, her face tightened, and even her smile disappeared. The guard looked at the people who came in, "what are you doing here?"

Face suddenly came to me

It's false for Fuya to say that she is not guilty.

But she hardened her head and pretended nothing happened. "I'm using this dressing room. You need to use other dressing rooms. First come, second served. Don't rob me!"

Face didn't stop at all, went straight to her in front, curved eyebrows picked up, "who told you I want to grab the dressing room with you."

Fu Ya saw her standing beside her and her heart beat faster. "Then what do you want to do?"

She didn't find that her manner and manner were full of guilt. She didn't say anything about her face. She was already shy.

Makeup artist is very eye-catching, see two people on, quietly pull away the little assistant, stand far away, lest affect himself.

When Fuya was feeling guilty, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to other people. She bit her lip to make herself look more upright. She said with a preemptive sneer, "don't tell me you came here to vent your anger on me. I tell you, you've got the wrong person. I'm not the one to let you bully me. "

As soon as her voice fell, her face picked up her collar, pulled her up from her seat and slapped her in the face.

After the fight, she pressed the confused Fuya on the dressing table and said coldly, "this is what I want to tell you, and I'm not a bully. I thought you had remembered it clearly several times before, but you still thought I was bullying. "

Fu Ya's face was burned on both sides, and her face was pressed on the dressing table. It was a great shame. She struggled and yelled, "what are you doing? What are you crazy? How can I bully you? You've done something shady yourself. It's revealed. You come to me. Why do you beat people? "

"It's you who's fighting!" Don't bother to beat around the bush with her and say, "Fu Ya, don't you think I can't find out what you've done? Who helped Jiang Meiqi contact the media, let the media burst my material, not you? What are you playing innocent with me now? "

How does she know?!

Fuya showed a look of horror, and she soon found herself exposed. She quickly restrained her expression, but because she was so surprised and scared, she couldn't control the muscles on her face. The muscles on her face kept shaking, just like the facial paralysis patients, "I, I, I don't know what you're talking about. Why do you say that I found the media? I don't know the media at all. Besides, why do I help Mrs. Rong. Does Mrs. Rong still need me to help her? Her identity. If you want to contact the media, you can contact the media yourself. Do you need my help? "

She also felt that what she said was reasonable, and then she became complacent. "Look, it's clearly that you are too failed to be a person, and you want to count it on me. You let go, or I won't finish with you... "