Fu Yiming put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the photos that Xia Linan had taken after being guided by the photographer. The woman in the photo had bright eyes and red lips, and love was reflected in her eyes.

Clean and beautiful.

"Wow, it's so well shot?" The director who came to join in the fun looked at the photos in amazement and praised, "Not bad, a talented person with great potential."

The photographer working in front of the computer also nodded and said casually: "What a pity, she is the only one."

"It would be nice to have a male model." He said this without realizing Fu Yiming was standing behind him.

The director laughed and said to the man beside him, "Mr. Fu, what do you think?"

Fu Yiming remained silent, and glanced at the woman next to him. After a long moment, he opened his thin lips and said one word: "Okay."

The photographer working in front of the computer turned around and saw Fu Yiming say this. He laughed dryly with a tingling scalp, "President, I..."

He wanted to say that he was just joking, but the director frowned and asked, "But where can we find a male model at this time?"

The director clapped his hands and asked, "Mr. Fu, why don't you go ahead?"

Fu Yiming has good looks and a good figure, and more importantly, when he and Xia Linan come together, they create a different kind of spark!

The director was very excited when he thought of the short clip he had just secretly filmed.

The photographer was petrified. This director is a drama queen who likes to stir up trouble. And this is too bold. He dares to say anything.

Let your boss be a male model for commercials?

This idea is simply crazy.

Fu Yiming looked calm, without a trace of emotion, as if the director's request was within his expectations.

The director continued to persuade her: "Just think of it as sacrificing your looks and taking a few photos for your own jewelry..."

"Okay."

The director hadn't finished speaking when the tall man interrupted him.

A few seconds later, the director reacted, stared with surprise and asked: "What did you just say?"

It seemed like he heard Fu Yiming agree.

Yes, that's right, the staff around heard it.

They all looked at the man in a suit and tie with a strong aura in the studio with an expression of disbelief.

Does the president really want to shoot it himself?

As if he was afraid that Fu Yiming would go back on his word, the director immediately called a stylist and said, "Take Mr. Fu to change his clothes."

Fu Yiming said nothing and followed the stylist to another dressing room.

After Fu Yiming left, the director couldn't help but say, "Great!"

He pushed the photographer's shoulder and said excitedly, "Let's discuss how to shoot later."

The photographer was also very excited. He asked someone to change the props, and then discussed the requirements for the next shoot with the lighting technician.

In Xia Linan's dressing room, Xue Mingzhu was waiting for Xia Linan to change clothes and come out, when suddenly a staff member called her out.

Xue Mingzhu was confused. When she heard the staff member say that Fu Yiming was going to change his clothes and become a male model, she was shocked and her face showed disbelief.

However, in another dressing room, the man standing there looked to be their CEO.

Fu Yiming turned around and looked at Xue Mingzhu who came in, and said lightly: "Go find me a set of clothes."

Xue Mingzhu quickly said, "Yes, yes." She ran into the cloakroom in her high heels, thinking that fortunately the Fu family was not short of money and even had clothes prepared for the male models.

Based on Xia Lin'an's next look, Xue Mingzhu went to find a matching shirt and trousers.

After she prepared everything for Fu Yiming, Fu Yiming didn't react much and walked calmly into the dressing room to change his clothes.

Xue Mingzhu estimated that Xia Linan was almost done changing, so she hurried back to Xia Linan's dressing room.

"Mingzhu, are you feeling unwell?" Xia Linan asked in confusion.

After Xue Mingzhu came back, he was in a trance, staring at her face for five full minutes without any movement.

Xue Mingzhu quickly came to her senses, "Oh, oh, I'm fine."

She replaced Xia Linan's eyeshadow with earth-toned ones, and then applied a slightly retro red lipstick on Xia Linan.

Xia Linan's makeup suddenly became dark, with a hint of queen style.

Then Xue Mingzhu untied Xia Linan's long hair, held it in her hands, and skillfully curled it into a big wave. Then, she put on Xia Linan the red jewelry necklace and a ruby ​​ring that had been prepared in the brocade box.

Suddenly, Xia Linan's look was completely different from the previous one.

If the bride in white veil is a lively princess, then the bride in red dress is a cold queen.

The makeup team had long been immune to Xia Linan's looks, but they were still amazed by him.

What kind of treasure girl is this?

It brings a different sense of freshness to others every time.

After everything was over, Xia Lin'an felt that Xue Mingzhu was a little strange and was always glancing at her intentionally or unintentionally.

In the dressing room on the other side, a man put on a black shirt with an open collar. He walked out of the dressing room while fastening his cuffs.

The makeup artist standing by in front of the mirror was instantly stunned.

Fu Yiming sat in front of the mirror and saw the makeup artist holding a powder puff, preparing to apply powder on his face. He tilted his neck and said indifferently, "No need."

The makeup artist said "Oh", and then asked cautiously: "What about the hair style?"

Just before Xue Mingzhu left, she told her what kind of hairstyle to give Fu Yiming.

Fu Yiming was silent, looking at the mirror, and after a while he nodded and said, "I can do it myself."

The makeup artist didn't dare to object. She immediately stepped aside and watched Fu Yiming casually ruffle his neatly combed hair. Then she picked up the styling spray and sprayed it a few times on the fine and messy black hair, making it neat and orderly.

After some trouble, Fu Yiming walked out of the dressing room calmly.

In the small dressing room, the dressing room was frozen in place, her face was blushing and her heart was beating fast, she murmured: "So, so handsome..."

Xia Linan walked out of the dressing room holding up her skirt, but she noticed a man walking out of the dressing room next door. She glanced over casually and paused.

Xia Lin'an stood there, petrified, looking at the man who had stopped walking, and said in disbelief: "Fu, Fu, Fu Yiming? You, you, you..."

The man was wearing a black shirt and trousers, with his collar open, revealing his delicate collarbone. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand hanging naturally at his side. He had handsome features, messy short hair, and a pair of eagle eyes looking deeply at Xia Linan.

Seductive and sexy.

“Oh my god, you, you, how could you…”

Xia Lin'an's lips trembled. She seemed to hear her heart beating very fast. She couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Xia Linan had never seen Fu Yiming wearing a black shirt before, but she didn't expect that when she saw him this time, she would blush and her heart would beat fast. She was mesmerized by his beauty like a little girl seeing her idol!