Chapter 1855

The invisible dagger stabbed blood in Mao Nana's heart bit by bit. Looking at Mao Nana's eyes, there was a look of pain. Looking at Mao Nana's deep whirlpool of painful memories bit by bit, but all these things are so poor that people can't really feel it.

"Miss Mao, you..."

Master Qu is intentional. There is a trace of treachery hidden in his kind eyes.

"Master Qu, do you have to know why I left r city and came to the capital today?"

Clear tears have been revealed on the handsome cheeks. Looking at master Qu's eyes, they are more and more crystal and full of hate. In this darkness about business, Mao Nana finally has to tear them apart again in front of her own face.

In the dark room, the sarcastic and ridiculous faces of the ninth master and the second brother were magnified bit by bit in front of her. They were bright and covered with white cream. They looked very funny.

"I said, Dick, are you a little cruel?"

The ninth master lit a cigar again, and the thin mist faintly turned into a circle on Mao Nana's face. In these two rights, Mao Nana seemed to see her future in this private room. There was no hope, only boundless darkness.

Even Daliang, who has been protecting her in ordinary days, has become a doll under these people at the moment, but she has no qualification to refute.

The noisy private room and ugly face look so disgusting.

"Daliang, are you all right? Let me help you to the bathroom."

Mao Nana wanted to help Da Liang out of the private room. As soon as she stood up, a man sitting on one side grabbed her slender arm. "Miss Mao, they say you are the best in the modeling industry. If you leave, how can the women in the private room find anything more beautiful than you? If you leave, how can the second brother and the ninth master play? Are you right?"

Mao Nana can clearly see the confusion in men's eyes. After staying in the modeling industry for a long time, she will naturally be a little immune to these people, but Mao Nana still doesn't want to touch these disgusting people. People can't wait to cut off the people who touched his hands immediately.

Maonana can't, because Daliang at the moment is no longer the one who can protect her from any harm at all. Now Daliang can only be protected by her maonana.

"If your sister doesn't have enough fun in this room, why do you think it's better than any other woman?"

Mao Nana smiled and looked at the man in front of her. She felt sick in her stomach.

"So many sisters and sisters are not as good-looking as your flower. Miss Mao, don't forget that the ninth master is here now. If you just leave with your white haired witch, you will disappoint the ninth master a little?"

The man deliberately made things difficult, deliberately didn't let Mao Nana leave, and deliberately didn't let Da Liang leave the scene that was full of embarrassment for him.

It's clear that Mao Nana knows this man and is the agent of another model. But now Mao Nana is in the limelight in the model industry in r city. How can those cattle, ghosts and gods put down such a great opportunity, and how can they be willing to really not fall into a well.

"It's not that I won't come back. What you said is too polite. I'll come back."

Mao Nana's voice is delicate and soft. It sounds a little, which makes the men present have a new eardrum.

The ninth master stood up with I a cigar in his hand. He was in good shape, especially his long legs, wrapped in a black knitted skirt, but he could still see her nearly perfect long legs. How do you think it makes people happy.

"Well, I'll come back anyway. I'll ask someone to clean up your agent. From this point of view, it's really his matching style, but it's still a little funny."

Daliang sat motionless without saying anything. He was tightly wrapped with cream. His white suit was splashed with wine stains by red wine. Even the most bright spot in his body became white.

"Thank you, Ninth master."

Finally, when a person came to agree, Mao Nana just nodded gratefully and said thank you, but she didn't expect that when she returned to the private room again with Daliang, it was not the same as before.

Jiuye's bodyguard took Daliang to the specially assigned room on the roof to wash, changed a brand-new suit and combed a beautiful hairstyle, but the whole person was not more naughty, which could better set off the atmosphere in the private room.

The whole person looked decadent, like withered flowers, sticky, and had no previous vitality.

"Daliang, are you okay?"

Mao Nana stood at the door, waiting for Da Liang to clean up and open the door. The person didn't change, but Mao Nana felt that Da Liang looked more worrying.

"I'm fine. Let's go."

Daliang walked forward, closed the door with his backhand, and took Mao Nana's hand towards the elevator.

The two people who entered the elevator, Mao Nana still frowned. I don't know if Daliang is still brooding about what just happened. Mao Nana tentatively asked, "Daliang, shall we go back? Can't we cooperate? It's good for me to be a small model. There's no need to be an international supermodel."

Mao Nana's voice is almost wronged. She really doesn't want to see Daliang wronged again for her.

In fact, Lana Liang is used to being a big man, but Lana Liang knows that Lana Liang is really good at socializing.

"No, it doesn't matter. I've eaten that cake. We're very close to success. Nana, don't give up. If you give up, we really can't become an international supermodel."

Daliang turned and looked at Mao Nana, watching the wronged woman sobbing low behind him.

The most sensitive string in his heart finally fluctuated gently. He had seen the girl's most pitiful and helpless time, the girl's most brilliant and successful time, her tired time, but he had not seen her cry directly in front of him.

"Nana, you believe that we will succeed, I believe."