Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

Yan Meng Rou's face was dark as she started to blow her hair. If she couldn't blow dry, she would have to tie it up. She didn't have time to fix her makeup and rushed back to the interview table.

The other four returned to their original positions in tacit understanding, once again isolating Yan Wan from the outside world.

"Do you want me to help sister-in-law?" Shang Junchi cautiously suggested.

"Shut up." Fu Sihan's voice was icy cold.

"Understood!" Shang Junchi made a gesture of pulling the zipper on his mouth.

Fu Sihan's gaze was tightly locked onto Yan Wan. This dress that had no distinctive features when worn by ordinary people actually wore a restrained and seductive aura.

Fu Sihan was somewhat curious as to how the dinner party would resolve this awkward situation.

It wasn't as if there were no solutions to the problem of the five-man team. The best spot was still empty. The models who had been interviewed before had made a bad living for their seats, just like a shrew on the market.

The other four models were watching the show with glee and provocation in their eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled up as she opened the door of the sportscar.

To the astonishment of the other models, she stood on the car seat, her right leg half-way up the car, revealing her plump and smooth knees, the curves of her thighs and calves. She pressed a hand to the windshield, her long hair tied up in a bun, her chin slightly raised, her eyes cold and fierce, like a valiant and charming female general.

Most of the other models are out of character. "Yan MengRou was a model of a noble and elegant style, and her late-night arrogance and handsomeness immediately made the judges feel refreshed. Even the other four female models seemed to be a foil to her.

"Alright!"

Shen Jie stood up excitedly and clapped. "After looking at so many things, there's finally someone who's satisfied with me!"

The other four judges nodded in agreement.

A peculiar emotion flashed through Fu Sihan's ice-cold eyes.

Sure enough, when she stepped onto the stage, she looked like a completely different person.

"What's your name?" Shenjie asked.

"Evening." Late at night, a reply that was neither humble nor haughty.

"Wha … .late?" "The name sounds familiar."

"Director Shen, didn't you take care of a spring fashion show last year when there was a college student late in the evening? At that time, there was a small fire, seems like this is it! " The female judge beside him said.

Shenjie is a well-known fashion industry fashion director, this time to see the car model interview in order to find a new person.

"Oh, oh, oh, right!" "I remember now!" "Little girl, I was especially optimistic about you before. Why haven't you made any movements in the circle during this year?"

"Because of the company." "But I will work hard in the future!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Little miss, I think very highly of you! "

Shen Jie praised him again for being late. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked his colleague, "Didn't you say that there would be a pretty good C-list rookie this time?"

"Director Shen, that guy in the front is called Yan MengRou." The judge beside him reminded him.

Only then did Shen Jie see Yan MengRou and shook his head in disappointment, "Her position is not bad, but her performance is really average. Little girl, your name is Yan MengRou, right? "Your shoulders are a bit wide, so you have the advantage of wearing a coat. However, today's situation is best done with your shoulders open. Also, you have the upper body, which is too deliberately concave."

To Yan Wan'er, who was constantly flattering her, Yan Meng Rou felt as though she had been slapped in the face.

Her smile was stiff, but she still had to agree with Shen Jie. "Thank you, thank you for Director Shen's guidance."