President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

The time for the start of school passed quickly, because Leng Yan no longer forced her to make decisions, Feng Yin's life in the night palace was much easier.

In the previous competition, the program team arranged for her to attend an event with other top ten contestants, which was also included in the previous contract. Their top ten contestants will be in charge of matching and designing all costumes and jewelry for an upcoming idol drama.

Feng Yin is the champion of the competition, so her task is to be in charge of the heroine's styling.

Before the official announcement, the crew and program crew chose a five-star hotel to hold a simple reception.

The heroine is a newcomer who has no acting experience before, and the male n number who has starred in several hit dramas is such an unknown leading actor, but the director invited is Ping Dao, who is known as the godmother of Taiwanese idol dramas.

"Feng Yin, look at the heroine and the investor's Mr. Zhang." Feng Yin just sat down, and Chen Weishuang reminded her in a low voice.

Feng Yin looked up at the 50-year-old middle-aged man with a big belly, and the heroine with slender eyebrows and a hot body who was holding his arm.

"Didn't you say before that this Zhang is always the heroine's uncle?" Feng Yin was not very interested in these gossips.

"Hehe... Don't say that, how can you bring it out in an open and aboveboard manner? This piece always has a cooperative relationship with the Chen family. I know him. He invested 5000 million this time just to play for his little girlfriend. This Mr. Zhang is notoriously lustful, especially after three glasses of wine. Stay away from him for a while, don't be taken advantage of."

Chen Weishuang kindly reminded Fengyin.

Feng Yin lowered his head to eat, and said leisurely, "Isn't his little girlfriend here? How dare he?"

"Hehe... If he didn't dare, he wouldn't have his wife entertaining guests across the road, and he would openly bring his little girlfriend here!"

Just as Chen Weishuang was about to finish speaking, Mr. Zhang walked over with his little girlfriend.

"Niece, long time no see." Mr. Zhang greeted Chen Weishuang with a beer belly, but the corner of his eyes fell on Feng Yin.

Feng Yin came here to complete the task today, so he didn't deliberately dress up. He came wearing a light beige dress with light makeup, but it perfectly highlighted the elegant and leisurely side of his temperament.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Chen Weishuang greeted lightly, her body standing in front of Feng Yin intentionally or unintentionally.

"This is Miss Feng, the designer who designs clothes for Cici, right?"

As Mr. Zhang said, he raised his hand to shake hands with Feng Yin.

Normally, under such circumstances, Feng Yin would not be able to refuse.

Just as Chen Weishuang was about to help Feng Yin block, Mr. Zhang raised his hand and quickly touched Feng Yin's chest.

Mr. Zhang moved too fast, and the scene was a bit noisy, and only Feng Yin and Chen Weishuang were seen.

Feng Yin took a step back subconsciously, his face darkened.

Mr. Zhang's little girlfriend was busy using Tik Tok, and didn't see what happened. She raised her head and glanced at Feng Yin, only to think that the designer was young and beautiful, and looked particularly annoying.

Maybe seeing Mr. Zhang is rich, he wants to pry the corner of the wall!She has to be optimistic about it!

Thinking of this, Cici looked at Feng Yin with inexplicable hostility.

Feng Yin sneered, if the contract hadn't been signed, she wouldn't have done this job!
Feng Yin's face was frosty, and Chen Weishuang's face was hard to see.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang is getting more and more courageous now, and he eats tofu in public!However, the scene just now lasted less than a second, Mr. Zhang can say that he accidentally bumped into it, and it was really going to cause trouble, and the other people at the scene might not know what to think about Feng Yin.