Wen Qiang was speechless under Wen Jianshen's mocking attack, fortunately Luo Mianmian didn't notice it.

In order to maintain his face as the head of the family, Wen Qiang pulled Wen Jianshen to play chess after dinner, determined to make Wen Jianshen look bad in front of Luo Mianmian.

Two handsome men sat in front of the chessboard, staring at the chess game in front of them intently.

Luo Mianmian didn’t understand, but she still sat down on a small stool next to Wen Jianshen.

Every time it was Wen Jianshen's turn, she would clench her fists and secretly cheer for Wen Jianshen.

Wen Qiang watched the changes in the chess game in front of him carefully, his eyes showing unprecedented attention.

On the other hand, Wen Jianshen was very leisurely and even had time to talk to Luo Mianmian.

"Wen Jianshen, you better be serious!"

Luo Mianmian stared nervously at Wen Qiang opposite her. Thanks to his expression, Wen Qiang looked quite scary when he was serious.

Luo Mianmian only felt that Wen Jianshen was like a small fish in the fish pond. He didn't know that danger was coming, but instead he was leisurely blowing bubbles.

She shook Wen Jianshen's arm in dissatisfaction, and felt that Wen Jianshen was about to lose in the next second.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Wen Qiang's forehead.

He watched as his white chess pieces were being pressed step by step by the black chess pieces until he was almost trapped. He took advantage of Luo Mianmian's inattention to glare at Wen Jianshen.

If you want to show off in front of your wife, you shouldn't use it against your father, right?

Wen Jianshen raised his eyebrows indifferently: Please, it was you who suggested playing chess first, how come it is my fault now.

Wen Qiang was irritated by Wen Jianshen's look of wanting to be beaten, and became even more dissatisfied with him.

However, he was not as skilled as his opponent and could only watch the white pieces being eaten away by the black pieces.

In the last few moves, the situation became extremely bad. The black pieces, which should have had a good advantage, suddenly became like a different person and were swallowed up by the white pieces step by step.

Wen Qiang took the opportunity to pursue the victory.

"It's a tie."

Wen Jianshen said to Luo Mianmian.

"Wow, Wen Jianshen you are amazing!"

Luo Mianmian looked at Wen Jianshen as if he was looking at some powerful figure.

Wen Qiang on the side breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this brat still knew to save some face for himself at the last moment.

Wen Jianshen looked at the clueless little fool in front of him and smiled silently.

After meeting the parents, Luo Mianmian suddenly felt at ease.

As if she had just gotten rid of that unreal feeling, she realized that she and Wen Jianshen were really together.

"Sister Mianmian, you must do your best today."

Xu Ning encouraged Luo Mianmian.

They had received an invitation for a photo shoot from a magazine. Luo Mianmian had just changed into the clothes prepared by the magazine when she heard Xu Ning's words.

This little fool didn't realize that anything was wrong with him at all and naively thought that he was just in a good mood.

She looked at Xu Ning lovingly. Including this incident, she now had two things she was hiding from Xu Ning.

Including the one of Lan Tingyi and her idol Su He.

I don’t know when someone as slow as her will realize it.

The theme of this issue is Greek goddesses.

Luo Mianmian's hair was curled into big waves by the stylist, hanging loosely on both sides of her cheeks, making her head look even smaller, and a sense of laziness was revealed in her every move.

This is a hairstyle that really tests one’s appearance. If Luo Mianmian has ordinary facial features, this hairstyle will not only not make her look good, but will make her look like a crazy woman.

She was wearing a white linen dress and looked like a girl in an oil painting. She was full of holiness when she wasn't smiling.

"Yes, look this way."

The photographer was directing Luo Mianmian to pose in front, and made sounds of praise from time to time.

After a photo shoot, even though Luo Mianmian was just standing there being photographed, she felt tired.

There was one more photo shoot in the second half. The photographer was discussing the pictures with the magazine editor, while Luo Mianmian took advantage of these few short minutes to take a break.

She took a sip of water, carefully paying attention to whether she would remove the lip gloss on her lips. Suddenly, there was a sound of inhalation around her.

Luo Mianmian raised his head in confusion and looked towards the place where everyone's attention was focused.

I saw a man in a floral shirt standing in front of the photographer and discussing something with him.

Although he had an upright posture, the loose shirt gave him an even more seductive aura.

From the side profile, you can see his handsome nose, thin lips and fair skin.

When facing against the light, it is like a god, just as the theme of this film says.

As if he noticed Luo Mianmian's gaze, he turned his head, easily found Luo Mianmian among the crowd, and gave her a frivolous smile.

Luo Mianmian glared at him with disgust, turned her head away and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

It's true that enemies often meet in a narrow road.

Seeing Luo Mianmian turned her head away, Wen Lin, who was discussing with the photographer, raised his eyebrows, and the next second he walked in front of Luo Mianmian.

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

Luo Mianmian didn't seem to want to pay attention to him. She pulled the gossiping Xu Ning and wanted to change places.

But Wen Lin did not give up.

He turned around and blocked Luo Mianmian's way.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he gave Luo Mianmian a wicked smile: "By the way, sister-in-law, you may not know that I am one of the investors of this magazine."

"Now I know."

Luo Mianmian was shocked for a moment, then she thought that the Wen family was wealthy and powerful, and it didn't seem difficult for them to own shares in a magazine.

After all, it is common for ordinary families to buy something for their younger generation if they like it.

Wen Lin understood Luo Mianmian's look, and for some reason, he subconsciously defended himself: "I earned the shares of this magazine myself, without relying on the Wen family for a penny."

It’s like he doesn’t want to have anything to do with the Wen family.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Luo Mianmian looked at him strangely and asked back.

Wen Lin then realized that he had said too much and frowned in annoyance.

Suddenly he smiled and picked up a strand of Luo Mianmian's hair and played with it.

"I just want to tell you, don't try to give me a cold shoulder here."

He leaned close to Luo Mianmian and whispered in her ear: "After all, this is my territory, isn't it?"

Luo Mianmian pulled her hair back in disgust and walked to the side with a clatter.

I don’t want to say a word to Wen Lin.

Wen Lin looked at Luo Mianmian's back with a dim look in his eyes, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

By the time of the next shooting, Luo Mianmian knew what Wen Lin meant.

He even took over the photographer's camera and filmed himself in the studio.

After all, Luo Mianmian has already signed the contract, and she and Wen Lin are also relatives. She doesn't want to have conflicts with his family before she marries Wen Jianshen.

I might as well continue. Being a model won’t make me lose any weight.

Who would have known that Wen Lin was the most troublesome person among all the photographers Luo Mianmian had ever met!