I kicked the male lead away

The Su family was stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that she would act like a baby to herself because of this.

In her memory, Fang Zhilan had always been careless, why did she suddenly feel shy today?

Although he was puzzled, Su Yihe glanced at Li Zhang calmly, and said softly, "Put the things down, I'll do it."

"Miss Fang is too worried." Li Zhang said with a smile, "In the eyes of doctors, patients have no gender distinction, only the wounded."

Having said that, he didn't force himself, he prepared the contents of the medicine box for Su Yihe, turned around and went out by himself.

Su Yihe wiped her hands with alcohol, and she untied the gauze wrapped around her back with pliers.

Then I saw the sutured knife marks on the snow-white skin, and the blood and the medicine rubbed on it blurred.

"Hiss..." Fang Zhilan gasped as she felt the stretching sensation where the gauze was glued to the skin when it was pulled apart.

Seeing her like this made Su Yihe feel distressed and annoyed: "Do you know it hurts now?"

He didn't hesitate when helping someone block the knife.

"Susu..." Fang Zhilan was aggrieved, and she lengthened the ending sound, like a kitten whispering, with sparkling water vapor in her eyes.

It really hurts, and she regrets it, woo woo woo.

Su Yihe subconsciously wanted to touch her head, but found that he couldn't free his hand.

"Okay." She pursed her lips, "It won't hurt after blowing on it."

As he spoke, he bowed his head and exhaled the cool breeze gently.

The wind, along the wound on Fang Zhilan's back, brushed upwards over her slender neck, making her long eyelashes tremble slightly.

Fang Zhilan groaned and closed her eyes, not knowing whether it was comfortable or painful.

Wipe off the blood from her wound with a cotton swab, apply new ointment, and the next step is to wrap gauze.

When it was time to wrap the gauze, Fang Zhilan's face turned red for no reason.

Because the injury was on the back of the shoulder, the gauze was wrapped around the shoulder from the front of the chest and then through the armpit.

It's easy to cut it and pull it out, but when it's time to wrap it, Su Yihe has to watch it carefully.

In order to cooperate with her, Fang Zhilan knelt and sat on the bed.

The girl's skin is as delicate as ivory, and her figure is perfect. Sitting there quietly, if it is not for her pair of dark eyes that are rolling around, she would be like a jade sculpture.

It's no wonder that she is often scolded online, but when the marketing account sends out a vote of "Which female star's face and figure do you most want to have", netizens will still honestly vote her the highest.

Although she knew it was useless to cover her, Fang Zhilan subconsciously crossed her hands to cover her.

Su Yihe's eyes darkened, but he was still worried that she would catch a cold after being exposed for too long, so he said thoughtfully, "Just turn around."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan turned around and left her a slender back as if she was amnesty.

Even so, when Su Yihe wrapped her in gauze layer by layer behind her, her slightly cool fingertips and the soft back of her hands would still inadvertently brush against Fang Zhilan's hard-to-cover spot.

Only the sound of his heavy breathing could be heard in the air.

Even though it was only less than a minute, it felt like a century had passed in such a long time.

By the time Su Yihe finished wrapping the gauze, and then put on the button of his shirt, Fang Zhilan had completely let go, completely giving up on himself.

It's okay, just get used to it.

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The contract termination process was completed in just a few days, and Fang Zhilan's studio soon announced on the Internet that Fang Zhilan officially terminated the contract with Mu's.

At the same time, he signed a contract with Su's entertainment company.

As soon as the news came out, one stone stirred up waves.

This time the netizens have unified their caliber, it’s not that I got it real, but that I was really screwed! ! !

Thank you "Paper Crane CP" for bringing coolness to our summer.

"Qin Hui?" Seeing the business card Su Yihe handed over, Fang Zhilan read out softly.

"Yes." She nodded, "He will be your manager from now on."

Fang Zhilan accepted the business card, feeling that the name seemed familiar.

But still too lazy to think about it.

Qin Hui is worthy of being Su Yihe's capable person in charge of the entertainment industry business. The first time they met, he brought Fang Zhilan a big gift.

Invitation to the Original Line Jewelry Charity Gala.

Looking at her name in bronzing italics on the invitation letter, Fang Zhilan's mouth unconsciously opened into an O shape.

Yuanxian Jewelry is a top luxury brand, and the party is extremely high-end. Generally, only political and business celebrities are invited, and celebrities are not favored because they are rich or famous.

The charity gala in the original text only appeared in the episode, and it was only after the female protagonist became a movie queen and married the male protagonist in the fifth year, she got it after she successfully entered the upper class.

Everything was so unreal, Fang Zhilan couldn't help pinching her own cheek.

It hurts so much, it's true.

"Then..." She was a little embarrassed, "Do I need to prepare?"

"No need." As expected of someone who is used to big scenes, Qin Hui is obviously much calmer than her. "At that time, there will naturally be a makeup artist and costume artist, and there will also be a special car to pick them up. Miss Fang only needs to be beautiful. gone."

"No problem!" Fang Zhilan heaved a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until the day of the party that Fang Zhilan realized how painful it is to maintain beauty.

The charity banquet starts at [-]:[-] pm, and the makeup artist arrives at [-]:[-] am.

The makeup steps are meticulous, starting with cleansing the skin and trimming the eyebrows.

Then various beauty instruments were used, and then a little bit of makeup was applied, and Fang Zhilan's neck was sore from raising her head.

Fang Zhilan watched as the hairstylist slowly blew out strands of long, wavy hair that seemed casual and lazy like seaweed.

Then you have to choose a dress.

Fang Zhilan watched the assistant roll out a row of brand new dresses out of nowhere, the corners of her eyes twitched unconsciously, and she casually pointed to one: "Just this one."

Because they had to change clothes, everyone else went out, leaving only Xiao Hu to help.

It's a pale pink gown with a sheer tulle skirt and gold sequins.

After changing, I went to the fitting mirror and saw that the long skirt was dragging the floor, and Fang Zhilan's body was covered with starlight with a slight movement.

"Are you ready?" Su Yihe pushed the door in from the outside, and when he saw her back figure, he was dazzled by the delicate and white skin that was set off by the light pink of the long skirt.

"Okay." Fang Zhilan didn't know where to put her hands for fear of breaking the radiance, she turned around and tilted her head and smiled, "Does it look good?"

Su Yihe looked down slightly, and saw the deep V design under her slender neck...

Her eyes moved: "This one is very popular, it may bump into your shirt when you wear it out, why don't you change it."

"Really?" Fang Zhilan asked casually, looking at Su Yihe, then at Xiao Hu.

Knowing that all the clothes on the shelf are limited editions, the chance of a collision is extremely small, but Xiao Hu didn't dare to speak and gave her a tacit look.

It was indeed embarrassing to bump into a shirt on such an occasion. Although Fang Zhilan felt a little regretful, she had to change into a black one-shoulder dress in the end.

Su Yihe nodded in satisfaction: "Let's go."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan hurriedly followed.

For a charity gala of such a large scale, it is difficult for a small star like Fang Zhilan to get an invitation letter despite all their efforts.

However, as the heir of the Su family, Su Yihe was naturally invited immediately.

The two got into the same car at the door of their house, and as soon as the car drove outside the hotel, all the experienced reporters recognized that it was Su Yihe's car and flocked to it.

Point the camera or live camera in the direction of the black Rolls-Royce.

Then the car door was gently pushed open, feet in high heels fell on the ground, and a skirt slowly poured out of it.

The crowd held their breath.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Zhilan appeared at the position and time point where Su Yihe should have appeared.

The people who got out of the car, the reporters outside the car, and the audience in front of the live broadcast showed shock at the same time.

She couldn't see clearly through the car window, Fang Zhilan got out of the car, and found that the atmosphere of the scene was so solemn.

It was full of reporters holding up their cameras, and the flashes clicked and clicked.

Fang Zhilan subconsciously turned her head to look at Su Yihe in the car, her face was somewhat innocent, and her eyes were watery and full of dependence.

Like a confused puppy.

Su Yihe, who didn't have time to wait for the bodyguard to open the door, simply opened the car door and got out, walked around the car and walked to her side, and said softly, "Go in."

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of everyone, and the reporters present had only one thought in their hearts.

These two really don't hide it...

They came in the same car brightly, and clearly took Mu Tingyao, who had a strong sense of presence in the past, as a dead person.

The barrage in the live broadcast room, "Paper Crane CP" also spread rapidly, and the momentum became stronger for a while.

Who says they are cults? !

If this is still not true, then I will eat fried fish with the palm of my hand!

The hall where the dinner party was held was magnificent, Fang Zhilan looked at it calmly, and found that there were many people in it who could only see it on the news.

"Wow~" The system also exclaimed in her mind.

One person, one machine is like grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yihe took a glass of red wine from the plate in the waiter's hand at some point, took a sip, and shook it gently in his hand.

She was more at ease on this occasion than in her own study.

Fang Zhilan's gaze fell unconsciously on the seductively shiny red wine in the glass in her hand: "Is it delicious?"

"..." Su Yihe was taken aback for a moment, then his smile returned, "Do you want to drink?"

Fang Zhilan nodded obediently.

I can't remember what I did the last time I was drunk.

It's a pity that the waiter serving the wine had gone away, so Su Yihe simply handed over the wine in his hand: "Have a sip?"

The person from the organizer who originally wanted to go up to talk to her was shocked from a distance. It was the first time she saw Su Yihe, who was a model lady, so informal.

Fang Zhilan didn't realize it, took the red wine from her hand, took a sip, and hadn't had time to taste it.

I took another sip, um, it seemed a bit sweet, with a bit of astringency in the sweetness, and it seemed to taste better than the one I bought outside.

While drinking, the red wine in the glass bottomed out.

Carmine-like red gradually appeared on her face, her eyes were blurred, and her rosy lips were tender and charming.

"Miss Fang, do you want to take a rest?" The person who came just now hurried over, "There is a rest room upstairs."

Fang Zhilan rubbed her temples, and first glanced at Su Yihe, as if asking for her approval.

This subconscious action of hers obviously pleased Su Yihe, she wanted to send her up first, but gradually someone came to say hello, Su Yihe had no choice but to ask the waiter to take Fang Zhilan upstairs.

As a star hotel, the room is also big and bright. After thanking the waiter, Fang Zhilan closed the door and lay crookedly on the big bed.

Didn't even bother to turn off the lights.