Chapter 362 Damn it, I am actually the author seeking death!
A deep male voice sounded faintly above Nan Jia's head: "Where are you going?"
Nan Jia's heart felt cold and she couldn't escape.
Nan Jia lowered his head: "I...I'm not used to this scene. I will embarrass Mr. Mo. I want to leave."
"It's okay, come here more times Just get used to it.”
Mo Yan grabbed Nan Jia's arm and walked inside.
She is quite good at making up. She knew she was going to the auction and was afraid that she couldn't help it, so she wanted to run away, right?
Nan Jia lowered her head and didn’t want to say a word, dog man!
"Mr. Mo"
Secretary Liu watched Mo Yan stand up hurriedly, and Ling Sheng also stood up hurriedly, but looking at Mo Yan's hand holding Nan Jia's arm, she couldn't relax.
Mo Yan nodded, then pulled Nanjia into the dressing room.
Ling Sheng was shocked and said: "Sister Liu, Mo..."
Secretary Liu slapped the back of his hand hard and Ling Sheng interrupted her: "Shut up."
Mo Yan looked at the makeup artist and said seriously: "Take off the makeup on her face and put it on again. The powder will almost fall off after taking two steps."
"Yes"
Nanjia secretly glanced up at Mo Yan's black suit, which had clear white powder on it.
Nan Jia started to gloat and ruined one of his suits, happy!
Mo Yan felt Nan Jia's gloating eyes. He turned to look at Nan Jia and said quietly: "Miss Nan, you reimburse the price of this suit and it will be deducted from your salary."
Nanjia's pupils trembled suddenly, holy shit, is he going to deduct his salary again?
The survivalist sensed Nan Jia’s resentment, and it quickly dissuaded him: “Nan Nan, hold back, don’t curse! Personality, your personality.”
Personality? If he wants to touch his own money again, he will risk his own life.
I don’t know if I can afford to pay for that suit with my month’s salary!
The survival student quickly advised Nanjia: "Nannan, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil. Money is spent, you have defeated the master."
Nanjia sat directly on the ground , lowered his head and said nothing.
Mo Yan was amused by Nan Jia's actions, and she started to act rogue. Is her personality on the verge of collapse so quickly?
Mo Yan continued to pretend, "Miss Nan, you ruined one of my suits and you paid me money. Is that reasonable?"
Nan Jia didn't say anything, she just sat on the ground. There is a posture of being unable to get up.
The makeup artists on the side looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They had never seen such a scene.
Mo Yan pinched his brow and whispered: "Okay, get up, I won't let you pay."
Nan Jia raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Yan with suspicion in her eyes.
"Well, I won't let you pay."
Nan Jia then got up and sat consciously on the makeup chair.
Mo Yan ordered: "Don't make it too heavy, just light makeup."
"Okay"
Put on your makeup and change your clothes. Mo Yan brought two small pastries and handed them to Nan Jia: "Eat something and cushion it."
Nan Jia shook his head: "If you don't want to eat it, you can't eat it while wearing a dress."
Mo Yan directly stuffed the cake into Nan Jia's hand: "You don't need a figure anyway, just eat it, it will take a long time."
Nan Jia thought for a while and felt that what Mo Yan said made sense.
At the auction house, Mo Yan opened the door for Nanjia, then held her hand and led her out of the car.
Squeezing Nan Jia's wet hand, Mo Yan raised his eyebrows.
Is she nervous? The reason for being nervous was probably not the scene and atmosphere, but the fear that my performance might not be up to standard in a while.
If her character is ruined, how will she argue with herself?
The corners of Mo Yan's mouth slowly rose. He was still looking forward to that scene, it should be very interesting.
(End of this chapter)