A Glitch in the Entertainment Industry

An Wen had to go to the bathroom to wash off the sticky substances on her body. They were indeed easy to wash off, so she rinsed her body carefully, not even a single hair.

After making sure it was clean, An Wen looked at her skin. It was exactly like a boiled egg, white, smooth and tender. An Wen's skin was already good enough, but she didn't expect it to be several degrees better. There really is skin in this world that can be broken by a bullet.

It's so delicate that it feels like it will break if you blow or flick it.

An Wen put on another set of pajamas and walked to the mirror. An Wen's facial features seemed to have remained the same, but her whole person became different because of her skin.

Some people always say that having good skin can improve your appearance, and this is true.

Looking at such a face, An Wen suddenly didn't want to use any cosmetics for fear of damaging her delicate skin.

Then, An Wen dragged the bedding and washed away the sticky things with water. The sticky things did not penetrate into the bedding and fell off as soon as they were washed away.

However, the entire quilt on the bed was wet. How to explain this?

Forget it, never mind it.

It’s more important to appreciate beauty.

After An Wen ordered room service, she went to look in the mirror. Once she took a look, she couldn't help herself.

Song Jia received a courier. When she opened it, she was stunned. After she came to her senses, she went to An Wen's room.

An Wen opened the door, still applying a facial mask on her face.

Sister Song, why are you here? An Wen asked vaguely as she was wearing a facial mask and couldn't speak.

The filming of the promotional video was in the afternoon, and there was no announcement for her in the morning.

Go in and talk, Song Jia said.

An Wen turned aside to let Song Jia in, then closed the door, put on her facial mask and sat on the sofa.

Song Jia took out the invitation letter from her bag and placed it in front of An Wen.

An Wen looked at the invitation on the table and said vaguely: Open it.

Song Jia opened the invitation letter and showed it to An Wen. The time and place of Nalan Qing's birthday party were written on it, and An Wen's name was written in the invite column.

This is an invitation letter to An Wen to attend Nalan Qing's birthday party.

An Wen thought of the phone call from Shu Kerou last night.

Wenwen, do you know Nalan Qing? Song Jia asked. From her perspective, it was not surprising that An Wen knew Nalan Qing.

An Wen shook her head. She took off the mask, threw it into the trash can, patted her face and said, I don't know her.

I don't know...then why did Nalan Qing send you an invitation letter? Wenwen, could it be that your family background has been exposed? Song Jia thought about it and felt that this reason was the most likely.

Song Jia has a wide network of contacts in the Imperial City, so she naturally knows about the number one socialite in the Imperial City. In the upper-class social circle of the Imperial City, Nalan Qing is the top of the pyramid. Only the top celebrities in the Imperial City can receive her birthday party. invite.

An Wen was able to deliver the courier to Guangdong City, so she must have taken it seriously.

I don't know, Sister Song, please help me refuse. An Wen said.

Song Jia was stunned when she heard what An Wen said.

It turns out that there really is such a woman in this world, who can calmly refuse to go to such a banquet where celebrities gather.

No matter how many people cut their heads, they still can't squeeze into this banquet.

Forget it, Wenwen's background is no worse than Nalan Qing's.

Song Jia was full of drama inside, but her face still looked businesslike.

At this time, Song Jia's cell phone rang and she picked it up.

Opposite was a man's voice. His Mandarin was very standard and his voice was clear.

Is it Miss Song? I am Miss Nalan's housekeeper. I believe you have received the invitation. Now we can talk about An Wen's appearance fee.