Ye xinuan stands in the cold wind. She bares her eyes and stares at Shiqi. She hears her sarcastic tone. It seems that there is a fire burning her reason violently in her heart.
As models, they also went to the runway together, but she hated Yan Shiqi's indifference and disliked her success. She hated that she was escorted by Cheng Yenan.
Now, she finally signed under Qiao's flag. She thought that she would fight a beautiful turnaround, but it was the beginning of her entering Hell.
Just half an hour ago, Qiao's entertainment unilaterally terminated the contract and threatened to ask her to repay the liquidated damages she had paid Tiancheng entertainment.
Twenty million. What's she going to give back?!
Ye xinuan blames Yan Shiqi for all his experiences.
I hate her to the bone.
"It's you!" Ye xinuan roared, and his eyes were full of resentment, "if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have come this far! Yan Shiqi, it's all your fault! "
She screamed and broke the silence in front of the building, as if only in this way could she express her deep despair.
The wind, whistling past.
She always looks as cool as water when she blows inkstone's coat. How can ye xinuan scream madly? In her eyes, she always looks like a funny one-man show.
Inkstone seven youyou sighed, quietly opened the distance, wearing high-heeled shoes of her, arrogant eyes fell on Ye Xi warm thin shoulder, inch by inch up, until and her four eyes relative.
She said, "you are to blame for your disgrace! I didn't say that I deserved it. I've already given you a lenient face! "
That's what I'm talking about!
Ye xinuan wears thin clothes. With the constant cold wind, her shoulders can't help shivering.
At this time, when she heard Yan Shiqi's sharp words, her face turned white again.
Ye xinuan steps forward with a sneer, trying to push back inkstone Shiqi in momentum, "I'm to blame? If it wasn't for you, how could I be what I am today. Yan Shiqi, I won't let you have your wish... "
In a moment, the unexpected happened.
Ye xinuan's words were still on her lips, and then her eyes became crazy. She suddenly waved her arms. At this moment, her face was full of happiness, and on the tip of her hand, she held a sharp eyebrow knife.
The target is Yan Shiqi's face.
The killing power of the eyebrow knife is not big, but it is better than the sharp edge. If it is really cut, it is not lighter than the ordinary knife.
What's more, when ye xinuan steps forward, she suddenly starts. With her determination, she is determined to destroy Yan Shiqi. If she can't destroy her, she will also destroy her face.
"Seventeen!"
A low roar, tearing the autumn sky.
In front of the lobby door, after waiting for a long time, ye Nan stepped out and saw ye xinuan's action on Yan Shiqi.
He roared and ran down the steps as fast as he could, not far away, but he came too late.
"Seventeen!"
When Cheng Yenan ran, he called again, and the voice line trembled violently.
He underestimated Yan Shiqi's reaction and vigilance.
When ye xinuan raised her hand and waved to her face, Yan Shiqi had already made a defense.
First she stepped back, and then she widened the distance between them.
Then, ye xinuan's hand was just in the air, and inkstone Shiqi stretched out her left hand and held her little arm.
She raised her hands, set up each other's movements, and glanced at the eyebrow knife that she was holding tightly. Her heart sank slightly.
The blade at the top of the eyebrow knife was deliberately pulled out by half a centimeter.
If you want to be cut on your face, you can imagine the depth of the wound.