Zhuang Nuan is suffering from pain. Her eyes immediately look at Ye Manni. She sees that ye Manni did not look at her at this time. Moreover, there is not a satisfied look in her eyes.

Zhuang wennuan looks at Linxi next to her again. She is wearing her shoes and talking to LAN chunian.

Zhuang wennuan thought that they were deliberately damaging her again.

She took a quiet look at the small nail in her hand, as if it was really the kind that the shoe factory would use. She couldn't help thinking about it.

Is it possible that one of her shoes was carelessly dropped here by the designer?

Zhuang warms and secretly throws the nail into the garbage can aside. She resists the pain of her foot and puts the shoes in.

Ye WanNI now put on her clothes. The clothes designed this time are tight and handsome short leather skirts, matched with a leather coat, which are very handsome.

This is what Zhou Tao asked for, that is to say, they want to do pole dancing. He has no objection, but he doesn't want his members to become a nightclub style.

So, this time's clothes make them show the essence of music even if they are dancing pole dance.

When Zhuang wennuan was walking, she felt that the soles of her feet really hurt. Just now, when she put her strength into the shoes, she stepped on them very hard, so that the nails could be driven deeper.

She went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and looked at the wound. There was still a trace of blood in the bleeding place. She took a paper towel and wiped it. After a while, the blood began to coagulate, but the pain was still there.

Zhuang warm can't help sighing. What can I do? Although the movement is not complicated, her feet still can't exert too much force.

Zhuang warm warm even if the heart is very helpless, but now to this point, where does she still say the right to refuse? Now they are waiting for her outside. The car is about to leave.

She has two hours to go on stage. She can only make it through.

When Zhuang warms up, his legs should walk as naturally as possible to prevent them from discovering.

She knew that yeoman would not let her out, and she could not influence the performance.

Zhou Tao's car set off and went straight to the direction of the opening ceremony of the hotel. Zhuang was sitting beside her. She pretended to be sleeping, but the pain in her feet came from time to time.

Next to her, LAN chunian was also worried. She hoped that her elder brother would arrive later, so she missed her performance.

Yemeni and Lindsey also have their own thoughts. In today's performance, they all have their own purposes. What people they want to attract in the performance and how to win the limelight are the most important things for them now.

In particular, the hot fire in the village made them want to catch fire together by rubbing against the heat of Joe muzer.

This is a shortcut for them to become famous. They don't need to work hard. They can become famous by tying up the super rich childe.

Zhuang wennuan worried about her feet all the way. Suddenly, ye Manni exclaimed, "look, the hotel is excellent. I don't know if we can stay here tonight."

"I hope that Zhou will always win over us and experience the first night." Lindsey would love to live here, too.

Only the clear and cloudless city seaside, a hotel into the sky, like a giant dragon standing, amazing in its shape design, domineering, and full of unique temperament.

When the car arrived at the door, Zhuang wennuan and his party got off the bus. Zhou Tao led them to the front door of the hotel. Now the ceremony is still in preparation. They can go to the backstage to have a rest and wait for the performance an hour later.

At the moment, in a conference hall, Joe muzer sits at the top of the table, listening to his chief designer explaining all the information of the hotel to several distinguished guests.

As well as the advanced elements, all the guests here are very surprised. Qiao muzer's eyes do not show surprise in these exclamations.

even though he is very young, his joy and anger have gone out of shape. Under his calm expression.

It is impossible to guess what he is thinking.

At this time, one of his female assistants leaned down to him and said, "President Qiao, several important guests have arrived and are waiting for you in the lounge."

Qiao Muze nodded, got up and said politely, "excuse me."

With that, his slender and elegant body walked towards the outside of the conference hall. When he walked towards the direction of the meeting lounge, he saw a slender figure looking around in the corridor.

Zhuang wennuan feels that the pain in her foot hasn't disappeared. She has to find a bathroom to see if the wound can be relieved. Otherwise, she will be really finished on stage.

However, this is the lounge on the second floor. As soon as she came out, she felt lost.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Zhuang turned around and asked for the location of the bathroom.

However, when she looked at the person, she was scared directly, even she wanted to hide.

However, the man's eyes looked at her, and narrowed a little surprised, "how is Miss Zhuang here?"

"I I want to know how to get to the bathroom. " Zhuang didn't dare to look into his eyes. He looked at his assistant.

"The bathroom is in this direction, miss. You can see it along the corridor."

"OK!"

Zhuang wennuan said, eager to leave, she immediately walked to the side, the first few steps can be normal, but the pain of her feet in a few steps, she quickly supported the wall.

Just at the right time, the man's eyes turned to look at her, just to see her supporting the wall, turning his left foot forward, his sword eyebrows wrinkled, what happened to the girl's feet?

However, Zhuang wennuan has left. She finds the bathroom, sits in the cubicle, and looks at the soles of her feet. She has a bitter face.

Because of her walking all the way, the wound still has some blood stains that are not coagulated. Even her socks are stained with blood. She bites her lips and wipes the blood clean. She can only face bitterly.

She can't stay in the bathroom too long either. After she has dealt with it, she goes back to the restroom.

Sitting in the lounge, she dare not run around any more. LAN chunian is sending messages with her mobile phone and brother.

At the moment, as soon as she sent it out, he returned, "I'm late."

After reading it, LAN Chu immediately felt relieved. "OK, elder brother, you are busy and important. See you later."

Yemeni's eyes sparkled with a very uneasy luster. She wanted to meet Joe muzer now and have some romantic encounters with him.

Maybe, there's a spark of love.

In a rest room, Qiao met several important foreign guests of his. When he came out, he passed the warm place where he had just met Zhuang, and immediately thought of the way she had walked in his mind.

He felt her foot hurt, and if he didn't remember correctly, she would perform on stage.

Joe Muse thought for a moment, and said to the assistant behind him, "go to the lounge and find a girl named Zhuang Nuan. Bring her to see me."

"Now?"

"Yes!" Joe muzer said, and walked on. There was a temporary meeting room for him.

Zhuang wennuan was resting. Soon, the door of the lounge was knocked. She saw a smart woman coming in. She recognized Zhuang wennuan and said to her, "Miss Zhuang, please come with me. Someone wants to see you."

"Who?" Zhuang wennuan blinked. He was familiar with the female assistant.

"I can't say for the moment. Please come with me." The female assistant is Qiao muzer's subordinate. Recently, his relationship with Zhuang wennuan has spread all over the world. Therefore, she can't let people know at will. The president summoned Zhuang wennuan.

"Warm, go! Maybe it's something important. " LAN chunian said to her.

And ye Manni's eyes immediately filled with a touch of jealousy. Why does she have a premonition that it's Joe muzer who looks for Zhuang Nuan? Because the woman in front of her is a senior assistant.

Zhuang wennuan didn't think much. She still wanted to have a rest. Now, she can only pretend to come out normally.

When the female assistant was walking in front of her, she still walked with her toes for a while, and finally came to an office. The female assistant reached out to her and made a gesture of asking, "Miss Zhuang, please come in."

Zhuang Nuan nodded and pushed the door in. She thought it might be her father's former friend or something. Because my father used to know many friends in the company. Unexpectedly, she walked in and saw a tall figure standing in front of the floor window. A black formal dress, slender body line, so that he exudes a different noble spirit.