Yu Yingwen nodded unwillingly, sat on a chair, lowered his head and held his mobile phone, and entered the address book. The first note in the address book was A.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

She stared at the phone number for a long time, calling it over and over again, but no one answered again and again.

As if Yu Yingwen couldn't hear the rejection signal, she bit her nails until blood came out and she continued to fight.

The makeup artist took a look at the call record above and had been with Yu Yingwen for six years. She knew that this "A" could make this mean and cruel woman willing to be humble.

After so many years, this person is the only one who can control Yu Yingwen.

She even saw Yu Yingwen's brows and eyes softening for a moment after the call was made, and he was incredibly well-behaved, and his appearance was completely washed away.

It is far different from the usual vicious and arrogant nature.

Yu Yingwen acted really crazy. She almost hit her dozens of times without stopping. The other party had obviously blocked her.

The makeup artist couldn't stand it anymore and advised: "Sister Yu Ying, what's so good about Mr. Jiang? There are many people pursuing you. If a man is ruthless, I will leave him. He is not worthy of you, why bother to come..."

Yu Yingwen's anxious and numb movements suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked straight at the makeup artist.

The eyes are a little scary.

"Sister Yingwen?" The makeup artist breathed subconsciously and relaxed.

"Who allowed you to say that about him?" Yu Yingwen's voice was extremely sweet, but his tone was extremely cold, "Get out! Get out!!"

The make-up artist's palms were sweaty: "I was wrong, Mr. Jiang is the best person..."

Yu Yingwen bit her nails and looked blankly at a series of unanswered call records on her phone: "I'm not good enough for him."

Her tone gradually choked up: "What if I'm not good enough for him... I tried so hard... but he ignored me..."

The makeup artist didn't dare to speak anymore.

The weight of Mr. Jiang in Yu Yingwen's heart is too heavy, like a person who is about to fall into the abyss at any time, grabbing the last life-saving straw, which can pull her up or crush her.

In Yu Yingwen's heart, he almost became a god.

supreme.

To survive.

Her god.

People must have a belief to support them when they are alive, and Yu Yingwen’s belief is Jiang Ye.

Yu Yingwen cried while talking. The makeup artist was used to her moody and moody personality.

She cried and put on makeup, and her beautiful face was extremely embarrassed. She was crying like a child.

"Sister Yingwen, if you keep crying like this, your eyes will be swollen."

"He doesn't look at me, so what's the use of this face... No matter how beautiful it is, it can't catch his eye."

Being beautiful is not a prerequisite for being loved.

What should I do to be loved by him?

In fact, few people know that Yu Yingwen made his debut not four years ago, but seven years ago. From the age of 21 to 28, he has been ups and downs in the prosperous circle of the entertainment industry.

Few people know that Yu Yingwen fell in love with Jiang Ye seven years ago.

For Yu Yingwen, her life and spiritual world were saved by Jiang Ye.

She will always remember the way she saw Jiang Ye that day.

In a very long time, so long that it seemed like a lifetime, Yu Yingwen always felt that he had hope. He softened his heart to her once and saved her from fire and water. Why not be more tolerant, hold her hand, and lead her?

She moves forward?

The other two makeup artists who played small supporting roles did not dare to come to Yu Yingwen. They just sat in their seats and talked excitedly to each other in low voices.

"I heard that PD Tan might be the leading actor in "The Order"! I'm so excited!!"

"Me too! I like to talk about PD very much. He is a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade, so awesome! He looks like a god. How can there be such a man in the entertainment industry."

“How come I heard that Duan Ling is in contact with Zhuo Shen?”

"No, Zhuo Shen has never acted before..."

I don't know which word irritated Yu Yingwen's nerves. Her hands suddenly shook violently, her face turned pale, and she slammed her phone to the ground with a "bang": "Shut up!!"

The voice is so sharp that it breaks.

The fear in his eyes is substantial and will never see the light of day.

It was as if the past that should have been sealed away and no one knew was touched, submerged in the long black river, and stirred up turbulent waves.

The two makeup artists who were talking were startled, and the atmosphere was depressing. They didn't dare to speak anymore. They quickly pulled each other out and muttered: "I think Yu Yingwen is mentally ill. He keeps talking all day long."

"Who says she isn't? The way she beats and scolds her assistant is so perverted. She must have a mental problem. It's a shame that her fans still believe that she is a rich flower in the world."

"They have capital behind them. Who are we? We dare not offend them."

"I don't know how many old men I have accompanied to get to where I am today. She is so dirty. Whoever marries her in the future will be unlucky..."

Their tone of voice was contemptuous and contemptuous, which vaguely fell into Yu Yingwen's ears.

Yu Yingwen wrapped herself tightly in her coat, lowered her head, biting her nails, like a beautiful madwoman, her pupils were a little blurry, and she muttered over and over again: "Jiang Ye...Jiang Ye..."

Over there, Qiao Xuan chatted with Jiang Li'an for a long time and pulled her into the fitting room: "Hurry up and try it on. This costume will suit you at first sight!"

Qiao Xuan is the female lead, and this costume is prepared for her.

"I don't do movies." Jiang Li'an said perfunctorily.

"Little fairies don't do movies, but they want to pursue beauty." Qiao Xuan smiled.

These words touched Jiang Li'an's heart. It was instinct for the eldest lady to love beauty. With Qiao Xuan's help, she put on her costume, turned around, and raised her chin: "Does it look good?"

This is a costume drama. The costume is a white smoked silk silk skirt with silver thread Hunan embroidery. It is snow-white, cold and moving, and it is tied around the waist of the girl.

Peach blossom eyes and cherry red lips.

"So damn immortal!" Jiang Li'an's immortal energy is in his skin and bones, but more of his temperament, which he has cultivated since he was a child in an aristocratic family.

Qiao Xuan couldn't help but said: "People on the Internet say that Shen Shen Yue was born as a fairy. That means she has never seen our eldest lady, right?"

The corners of Jiang Li'an's raised lips dropped: "Why do you always mention Shen Siyue?"

"She has been in the limelight recently." Qiao Xuan smiled, "Looking at her marketing style, she plans to dominate the domestic entertainment industry."

Suddenly he remembered something and said strangely: "Hey, how did you get in? Can't you come out from the base?"

"..." Can Jiang Li'an say that Shen Qingzhuo's car is still parked outside? She found an excuse, "Magic."

Qiao Xuan thought she was too outrageous and didn't go into details: "By the way, aren't you a trainee now? Have you met Zhuo Shen? Can you help me with something?"

"What?" Jiang Li'an asked warily.

"There are rumors on the Internet that Zhuo Shen is in love." Qiao Xuan hinted crazily, "Ask him, who is he?"

Jiang Li'an was speechless: "I won't go."

Just at this time, the director came over and saw Jiang Li'an. He was a little disbelieving: "Jiang... Jiang...?"
Chapter completed!