Sorry, I can't love you

In the bright studio, everyone is running around to prepare for shooting later.

When the makeup artist was making up Tang Mo, the man closed his eyes, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow at the moment.

Xia Liang could see God. If this man didn't do so many annoying things to her, he was really perfect.

"We are really grateful to president Tang for agreeing to shoot the cover of our financial magazine this time."

The editor in chief of the magazine smiled when he looked at Tang Mo in the mirror.

Suddenly, a staff member hurried over, took a look at Tang Mo who was making up, and then nervously pasted it on the editor in chief's ear and whispered something.

After hearing this, the editor in chief changed his look, and then took the staff to the corner to continue the dialogue.

Xia Liang looked at the editor in chief who was so excited in the distance that he felt a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart.

The two people not far away seemed to be arguing. When the movement disturbed Tang mo.

He opened his eyes, looked at two people not far away in the mirror and frowned.

"What's going on over there?"

Tang Mo asked the makeup artist.

The makeup artist shook his head and said he didn't know.

Wondering what had happened, the editor in chief came over with a straight face and changed into a smiling face in front of Tang mo.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry. I had a little accident temporarily. The shooting may be delayed a little. Please forgive me."

The editor in chief said with a smiling face, but there was anger in his eyes.

Tang Mo looked up: "what little accident?"

The editor in chief was stunned, looked angrily at the staff who had just come, and then continued to smile and say, "a little assistant in charge of clothes just called and said that he was ill and entered the hospital, and it was too late to get the clothes. Well, I'll send someone to pick it up right now. Mr. Tang, you have a little rest. "

Then the editor in chief called a man.

"You go now..."

Tang Mo's eyes flashed when he heard it.

"Don't call anyone. She can go."

The man's slender fingers fell on Xia Liang's face.

She was stunned and then pointed to her face: "me?"

Everyone's eyes fell on her. The editor in chief looked at her and said with a smile: "how can this be done? It's a mistake in our work. I'll send someone to catch up."

"I said yes, just her"

There was an irresistible toughness in the man's voice.

The editor in chief was stunned, looked at Xia Liang, and then looked at Tang mo.

"This..."

Xia Liang stood beside with a stunned face.

Why did she lie down with the gun for no reason?

Tang Mo clearly wanted to embarrass her.

She glanced at the comfortable man sitting in the chair. The man's meaningless appearance aroused a fire in her heart. She gritted her teeth and crossed her heart: "needless to say, tell me the location and I'll get it now!"

The editor in chief was surprised to open her mouth, but considering that there could be no mistakes in shooting, she told Xia Liang the location.

Xia Liang took a note of the address the editor in chief said and took a look at the comfortable man in his seat.

He said, "don't worry, I will be able to get it back."

The man looked at his watch calmly. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. His long oblique eyes glanced at Xia Liang and slowly opened his mouth: "you only have one hour. Don't forget what I said today."

In my mind, I rewind the man's words today, and the picture quickly fixed on Tang Mo's words: "if anything goes wrong today, I will count it on you".

Xia Liang bit his lip and stared at the back of Tang Mo's indifferent head. Then he shook his fist and rushed out of the studio.

Looking at the figure running out, the editor in chief surprised to reach out and cover his mouth: "this... President Tang, it's not very good. I'd better let someone get it."

Tang Mo waved his hand firmly: "No."

"Taxi! Taxi! "

Xia Liang stopped a taxi at the side of the road. After getting on the bus, he immediately handed the copied address to the master: "brother driver, please go to this place, hurry up!"

The driver looked at her through the rearview mirror. Her white face was still panting.

Then he stepped on the accelerator: "OK!"

Looking at the Wutong tree that was flying back out of the window, the summer cool was slightly gasped.

……

Successfully got the clothes and took a taxi.

Xia Liang takes a look at the time. There is still half an hour left. The drive back is only 20 minutes at most. It's too late.

She leaned on her seat calmly. As long as she sent the suit to the studio, she would be successful, and today's temporary assistant would end smoothly.

Thinking of this, she was so happy that she was about to laugh.

At this time, the taxi stopped on a brake. Xia Liang suddenly inertial forward and hit his head on the co pilot's seat.

Pain pulled her back from fantasy to reality.

"Ah!"

She rubbed her forehead and her facial features twisted in pain.

"Master, why did you stop suddenly?"

"I don't know." The driver honked his horn.

Xia Liang opened her eyes and took a closer look. She found that the front was stuffed up. She leaned out of the window and took a look. There was no end to a long traffic jam team.

"Don't worry, little girl. Just wait. As long as the road is smooth, I'll take you to your destination in five minutes." The driver's brother grinned and showed his white teeth.

Xia Liang looked at the time and there were still more than 20 minutes left.

Looking at the current situation, we can only wait.

Time passed minute by minute.

Five minutes later, the cars on the road did not move, but were more fortified than at the beginning.

Xia Liang leaned out his head and looked. The front was packed into a ball.

There are still more than ten minutes left. If it goes on like this, she will be late.

The big brother of the driver in the front seat is talking on the phone, chattering in a dialect she doesn't understand.

Xia LiangRu sat on a needle felt and kept looking at the time and the road conditions. She was in a great hurry.

Finally, the driver's eldest brother hung up the phone. He sighed and slowly opened his mouth: "Oh, there's a car accident ahead, little girl. It's estimated that we have to wait a while before we can leave. It's terrible to hear that the car has been knocked over..."

Xia Liang was stunned.

She was not in the mood to listen to the driver describe the scene of the accident. If she didn't get back in time, it was estimated that she would die miserably.

Looking at the motionless car outside, she decided to give it up!

Too late to think, Xia Liang took out the money from his bag and stuffed it into the driver's brother: "master, this is a taxi. Don't change the money."

Then he took the clothes next to him, opened the door and ran to the road immediately.

He acted quickly and kept the driver in his seat.

Xia Liang holds her clothes, bypasses the car and runs into the sidewalk. She takes a look at the time. There are still about ten minutes left, and there is still a long way to go.

Spell it!

"Excuse me, please give way!"

She worked hard to shuttle through the crowd, holding the suit tightly in her arms.