Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 846 Sharp Blade

At this moment, Shen Fanxing had already turned around to the photographic works hanging in the porch. Liang Chenyi glanced at her, and finally looked at Lan Xianxian, who was wearing cotton and linen clothes with his head down beside her. leave back.

   Inadvertently seeing such a scene, Lan Xianxian was a little embarrassed, and pulled Shen Fanxing's hem next to her, signaling whether she wanted to leave.

   In the end, Shen Fanxing pulled her directly and walked in.

   Boss Ou stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, glanced at them, and finally sat down a little dejectedly.

   "It's closed now, please go elsewhere."

  Shen Fanxing didn't care, "Before we came in, the sign on your door was 'Opening'. There is no reason to drive customers away after entering. If you are not afraid of being complained."

   Hearing this, the man looked up at her.

   Shen Fanxing dragged Lan Xianxian in front of her.

   "Soften the bangs on her forehead, no more. You can figure out the next look."

  Lan Xianxian panicked when she heard Shen Fanxing's words, "No...No."

   Finally, Shen Fanxing pressed her on the chair in front of the modeling table, "Trust me, in exchange for the equivalent, I will not harm you."

   "What... an equivalent exchange?"

  Shen Fanxing smiled lightly and put his hand between her eyebrows, "Isn't that what the old man asked you to accompany me today?"

  “?”

   "Okay, don't move, let the stylist do your hair. You're like this anyway, and it's not too bad."

  “…”

   Shen Fanxing's words made Lan Xianxian's heart even more stagnant.

   Determined to break the jar.

   Boss Ou twitched the corner of his mouth, did he promise to do it?

   talking to himself right there? !

   Also, why is this woman so vicious?

   At this time, Shen Fanxing looked up at Boss Ou and said neatly:

"give it to you."

   looked at each other closely, Boss Ou's eyes suddenly stopped, "You are..."

   Shen Fanxing raised her eyebrows to look at him.

   He didn't speak any more, just lifted the slender blue bangs, when he saw the red birthmark on it, his eyes paused slightly and looked at Shen Fanxing, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Sure."

  Shen Fanxing said lightly, walked to the rest area aside, picked out a portfolio of works in the studio and read it.

   Boss Ou looked around Lan Xianxian and could see her inferiority complex and nervousness, so she couldn't help saying:

   "You don't have to be so self-abased. Some people just have an empty skin, and they are uglier than anything in their bones. They can all live their lives recklessly, why can't you?"

   Lan Xianxian didn't speak. The inferiority complex that the birthmark had brought her for more than 20 years was deeply ingrained, and it was not something that one person could say with just a few words.

   Boss Ou has already started to help her comb her hair, "I don't deny that a beautiful skin can give people confidence. I don't have the ability to beautify a person's heart, but it is not difficult for me to beautify a skin."

  I don't know how long, after hearing the stylist say "Okay", Shen Fanxing took a set of clothes in his hand and walked to Lan Xianxian.

   When Boss Ou saw the dress, his dull eyes brightened imperceptibly.

  Shen Fanxing put her pale hands against her chin, looked left and right, her fair and full forehead was now fully exposed, and in a well-lit place like a studio, you could even see the highlights on her forehead.

   The eyes that took off the black-rimmed glasses were a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, dark and bright, with soft facial features. Over the years, they were quiet and elegant because of their inferiority.

"good."

   Lan Xianxian couldn't even look in the mirror.

   Shen Fanxing had already handed the clothes to the stylist beside him, "Please put them on for her."

   Boss Ou nodded and took Lan Xianxian into the dressing room.

   Not long after, the door of the dressing room was opened.

  Lan Xianxian appeared in front of Shen Fanxing in a fiery red classic veil skirt, her face was still the same face, and her birthmark was still the same birthmark, but the feeling she had when trying on clothes in the mall just now came back.

  Some of the temperament that has settled into the bones is really a wonderful thing.

   At this moment, she put on an ancient red dress, and the red birthmark on her forehead did not look so dazzling, but instead became a sign, a unique beauty.

  Shen Fanxing smiled with satisfaction, and finally Boss Ou simply pinned her hair on both sides to the back of her head.

   From beginning to end, Lan Xianxian sat there cramped, still afraid to look in the mirror.

  Shen Fanxing didn't ask for it, and directly let Lan Xianxian go to the stage, borrowed a camera from Boss Ou, lowered his head and studied it for a while, then looked up at Lan Xianxian on the stage.

   I randomly found a few angles and took a few photos.

   The look of bowing his head and drooping his eyes, the look of turning sideways and closing his eyes, and the look of panic when he occasionally raised his head to face the camera...

   Boss Ou looked at Lan Xianxian and his eyes were straight from the beginning. Now, seeing Shen Fanxing's attitude like a professional photographer, he took a few pictures and hurried to her.

   When he saw the photos in Shen Fanxing's camera, his brown eyes were full of surprise.

   "Gosh...it's so perfect."

  Lan Xianxian's heart skipped a beat, she rubbed it over, she mustered up a lot of courage to look at it, and she was stunned.

"This……"

   The three of them got together and looked at the small camera screen.

  Lan Xianxian looked surprised, the opposite Boss Ou clearly saw in his eyes, a smile appeared on Junyi's face, pointed to the photo when facing the camera, raised his eyes to look at Lan Xianxian, and said softly:

   "You look like you are shy and flustered when you lift your red hijab and see your husband."

   Lan's slender and agile pupils turned, instantly met Boss Ou's gaze, and then moved away in a panic.

   The scene where the red hijab was lifted on the night of the bridal chamber could not be more vivid.

   Boss Ou twitched the corners of his lips and laughed.

   Shen Fanxing looked at the two people on the left and right of him, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

"is it beautiful?"

   Shen Fanxing asked Lan Xianxian.

   Lan Xianxian's gaze was on the camera again. Although he didn't speak, there was a little more energy in those eyes.

   returned the camera to Boss Ou, and then said:

   "Mr. Ou Ximing, do we want to cooperate?"

   Boss Ou raised his head suddenly, "How do you know my name?"

  Shen Fanxing smiled and looked at him meaningfully:

   "Have you forgotten your past glory?"

   One sentence made Ou Ximing look stiff.

   This sentence contains too many meanings.

   One: He was once brilliant, and the dazzling era has passed.

  Second: He has been brilliant before, but it does not mean that he will not shine again in the future.

   And he knew very well that the meaning of Shen Fanxing's words at the moment was obviously the latter.

   Thinking of Liang Chenyi's humiliation and showing off his power just now, Ou Ximing clenched his fists.

   "How do you want to cooperate?"

  Shen Fanxing smiled lightly, "You should know that I have an entertainment company under my name. Zai, Da, Lu."

   The last three words fell, Ou Ximing suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "Okay."

  Lan Xianxian was horrified watching from the side.

   Just dragged her to a random studio, but in a blink of an eye, he hired a stylist for his company.

  This woman, does she want to be so... tough.

  Shen Fanxing also felt that today's harvest was not ordinary.

   not only identified the enemy, but also received a sharp blade.

in addition……

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   (end of this chapter)