I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

And it's in another VIP ward of the hospital.

Lin Qiu didn't look like he was fainting.

He was sitting in front of the mirror, pouring it on his face bit by bit.

Three or four makeup artists stood beside her at the same time, constantly modifying her face.

Her manager kept praising her: "You are still smart."

"Now we are massacred again."

"This wave of fans will really feel sorry for you."

"In addition, Ming Rourou's previous reputation seemed to have deteriorated due to family infighting, and now no one on the Internet believes what she says."

The agent let out a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but said with a look of disgust: "That Ming Rourou is also an idiot."

"My reputation is so bad that I dare to trouble you in public."

"This is going to bring bad reputation to you. Fortunately, you reacted quickly."

Lin Qiu asked the makeup artist to apply makeup on herself.

She said with a half-smile: "She has always been brainless."

But there was one thing she didn't tell her agent.

Ming Rourou said she would come to pick her up at the airport.

She didn't object.

All this was in her plan.

Because she already knew that today was Mo Shiyan's monthly review day.

Fame, men, she wants them all.

She has been developing abroad before. If she wants to obtain first-class resources in China, she must become the top among the top.

Ming Rourou has achieved her popularity.

She was sent to the hospital as a matter of course.

have to say.

Compared with Ming Rourou's previous clumsy and stupid tricks, she was completely different from Ming Rourou.

Lin Qiu's tricks were obviously better.

"Do you know if you want to give me a make-up that looks fragile and sick, but is still beautiful and pitiful?" Lin Qiu ordered coldly to the make-up artist beside her.

"Sister Qiu."

The assistant came in from the outside with an excited look, "The reporters are already here."

"When are we going out?"

Lin Qiu kept a calm attitude, "What's the rush?"

"Has Mr. Mo finished checking?"

The assistant was about to say no, but the doubtful voices of reporters came from outside.

"Is that Mr. Mo?"

"It seems that Mr. Mo is here too?"

Lin Qiu's expression changed instantly, and she pushed the makeup artists away, looking at the flawless makeup on her face.

Just get up and walk out.

Before anyone could react, the door to the ward was opened.

She is wearing a white dress.

The masks and hats on the faces have all been removed.

The sickly look on his face looked like it had been struck by frost, which made people feel pity for him.

But it also gave her an ethereal and otherworldly feeling.

As soon as he walked out, Lin Qiu felt eyes from all directions.

She was quite familiar with this look.

"Sorry everyone, I came out late."

She spoke softly, with the right smile on her face.

Worthy of being an actor.

Anything less and more seems deliberate. She is just right, polite and neither humble nor overbearing, with the natural nobility of an international superstar.

But it doesn't sting.

The reporters raised their cameras one after another.

I couldn't help but start taking pictures with Lin Qiu's face in mind.

"She is indeed the national goddess."

"It's so pretty."

"But I always feel that the goddess's face looks a bit like someone?"

A reporter suddenly scratched his head and said softly.

Just after he finished speaking, he was poked by the person next to him, "Are you crazy? Even if there are similarities, she is still like a goddess, right?"

The reporter laughed innocently and said, "That's right."

At this moment, someone exclaimed in a low voice, "It's Mr. Mo. Why is Mr. Mo here today?"

The corridor outside the ward is actually very spacious, it is a VIP area after all.

But there were so many reporters that the entire aisle was blocked by water.

Mo Shiyan looked at this scene with a cold face.

But my heart has been hanging.

Ming Nuan shouldn’t have come up yet, right?

"Step aside."

He raised his eyes and looked at the reporters, his eyes filled with impatience after his patience had run out.

The reporters haven't reacted yet.

Lin Qiu next to him seemed to have just noticed Mo Shiyan, leaning against the door and looking over.

Her sense of proportion and angle were just right.

Showing his most perfect profile.

He looked over without any wavering in his eyes.

But there is an unquestionable sense of presence all over him.

She didn't go over to say hello in a flattering way, nor did she nod to him indifferently pretending to be elegant.

Lin Qiu knows very well that those who rush are not good.

Men will not cherish it.

Only what you can't get, what's in the clouds, can make a man take a high look at you.

She just stared indifferently, not believing that Mo Shiyan could not recognize her.

And when Mo Shiyan caught that hint of restlessness in his eyes.

She knew clearly that Mo Shiyan recognized her.

She tasted victory.

The two looked at each other briefly, and the sound of taking photos beside them kept clicking.

The reporters got out of the way one after another, and Mo Shiyan walked outside in a wheelchair with a cold face.

Lin Qiu did not avoid it, and turned her head slightly after retracting her eyes.

As if arranging her hair, she gently pushed back the broken hair around her ears.

It seemed like a random action, but in fact, she had already planned it carefully when she was preparing to come back and come to this hospital.

Here are the reporters she arranged.

They will capture this moment of 'fate'.

A young and promising CEO who can no longer stand up.

and a stunning superstar who already has her own career.

It is in line with the current readers’ expectations of strong lovers.

When the time comes, she will cultivate a group of fans who will knock their CP.

Anyway, just plant her name around Mo Shiyan first.

Mo Shiyan wished he could leave quickly.

The secretary behind him felt his urgency and immediately pushed the wheelchair faster.

But it still doesn't work.

When I am about to walk out of this aisle.

Mo Shiyan saw a bright red shadow appear at the end of the corridor.

Bright and warm!

Still here!

Ming Nuan looked at such a big battle and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

In a flash of lightning, she seemed to feel something.

Look directly behind Mo Shiyan.

The woman in the white dress behind Mo Shiyan was also looking up at her.

At that moment, Ming Nuan felt a very cold malice.

And...there was a hint of provocation coming from that woman.

See the surprised look on Ming Nuan's face.

Mo Shiyan's face turned completely gloomy, and he angrily yelled at the reporters around him: "Stop filming!"

"Get out of here, everyone!"