Chapter 57 Whose Wife? ?
In the dressing room, the stylist and makeup artist are busy working together.
Lin Xingye has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, deep facial features, and skin that is so good that it makes people jealous.
That aggressive face is particularly eye-catching even without any modification.
So the makeup artist worked for a long time, applied a layer of powder, and drew an almost invisible light red eyeliner under his eyes.
It's already perfect, there's really nothing more to draw, and I don't want to add unnecessary details.
There is also an inexplicable feeling that the person in front of me should be bright and warm.
Faint red marks dotted his fair skin, making his face look even more bold and unruly.
It's like a meteor streaking across the sky, dazzling and brilliant.
As expected, he is the one who can create a CP with their young master~
Before the styling was completed, the door of the dressing room was pushed open, and a man with a Western face stood at the door and peeked in.
The two people's eyes met through the reflection of the mirror.
Lin Xingye lowered his head indifferently.
I guess I took the wrong turn...
Iris rushed in as if she had been injected with chicken blood, and greeted in broken Chinese.
"You are Fan's wife, right? You idiot! I am..."
"……What?"
Lin Xingye frowned and interrupted his self-introduction in a cold voice.
I don't care what his name is, but what the hell is his first sentence!?
Whose wife!?
What the fuck is my wife?
Does this guy have poor eyesight? Can't you tell he's a man?!
"Um?"
Iris wondered.
Don't understand his reaction.
"Aren't you Fan's wife? No, I've seen the photos. You are Fan's ex..."
He was interrupted again mid-sentence.
"Shut up!! I'm your fucking uncle!!"
He keeps calling me wife all the time, it never ends, right?
Lin Xingye's eyes were filled with anger, his fists were clenched, and he wanted to tear this man into pieces.
The makeup artist and the photographer glanced at each other secretly, and an ambiguous smile appeared on their faces at the same time.
Wife? ?
I ate the melon!!
I didn’t expect that their on-screen couple is actually real!!
…
"uncle……?"
Maybe it's a title...
Iris was even more confused.
Why are you angry?
Did he say something wrong?
He had just looked at the photo he had taken, and the face was exactly the same as the person in front of him.
That’s right…
The confused expression and innocent tone almost made Lin Xingye laugh, and he immediately ordered him to leave.
"go out!"
…???
Iris tilted her head, a look of surprise flashing across her eyes.
Is this driving him away?
In Country F, people always come to him and beg him to design dresses for them, but now he is being kicked out?
Doesn't he know who he is yet?
Lin Xingye glanced at Iris who was still in a daze beside him, thinking that he didn't understand, and then repeated it in English.
“Get out!!!”
"I'm Iris, a designer from Country F. This is my business card..."
Iris said as he handed over his business card.
Lin Xingye was too lazy to answer and didn't even glance at it.
"I don't give a fuck who you are! Get out of here!"
"I just want to design two dresses for you..."
Iris struggled to protest again, and this time even used the word "you".
"No need! Get out of here!"
The pitch rose a few degrees.
"Right now! Immediately!"
Lin Xingye was already irritated and couldn't listen to a word.
If he wasn't still styling, he would have cleaned up the garbage himself.
Iris went in with great anticipation, and came out looking dejected.
Confused, depressed and unwilling.
Lin Xingye really fits his aesthetic taste, with perfect body proportions and that perverse and eye-catching face.
It’s just as Chi Fan said, as long as you look at him, you will naturally know what kind of clothes to make.
He's full of inspiration right now, but no one is giving him a chance...
I went in for a while, but didn't even ask a name...
What had he said that had irritated him?
Iris's deep facial features were in a state of confusion, and she couldn't figure it out.
The atmosphere in the dressing room was quite weird. The makeup artist and stylist had subtle expressions. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and they felt uncomfortable holding it back.
Iris was driven out by Shui Lingling just like that?
Is there still justice in the world?
Inexplicably feel a little cool what is going on ~~
Lin Xingye stared at the mirror with starry eyes until the door was closed again, and the wrinkles between his brows disappeared.
You can find psychopaths everywhere...
Did Lao Lin also invite people from Country F to his engagement party?
It felt a little wrong, but I didn't think much about it.
"Okay, you can go change and get ready for the shoot."
The stylist removed the star stud from his earlobe and replaced it with a diamond-glittering drop stud.
The diamond is in the shape of a four-pointed star.
It was specially designed by Chi Fan.
Designed specifically for him.
Lin Xingye yawned lazily, looked at himself in the mirror, and raised the end of his eyebrows slightly.
Tsk, not bad~
The boy in the mirror had messy hair on his forehead. One side of his hair was combed up and tied into a braid with white tassels, hanging behind his ear.
And the earrings, wobbling.
With a raised eyebrow and a smile, he showed a touch of elegance among his bad boyish manner, and was bright, unrestrained and high-spirited.
The stylist matched him with several sets of clothes.
Most of them are in hip-hop style, with only two sets being special, one set is a black shirt and trousers, and the other is a traditional Chinese style cloth shirt.
His fingertips slid across a row of clothes neatly arranged on the hangers, and he pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.
“We have to take pictures of every outfit!?”
Lin Xiaogou doesn't like taking photos, and the only reason he was manipulated for so long was because of the money.
"No need," the stylist picked out the two pre-selected outfits and pushed the hangers back in front of Lin Xingye. "The traditional Chinese style and the shirt must be photographed. You can just pick two of the other outfits."
"oh--"
Isn't he an ambassador for a trendy brand? Forget about the national trend, but why is he wearing a suit?
I was confused for a second, but didn't bother to ask.
Finish the work early and leave early.
The trendy brands were all pretty much the same. Lin Xingye picked one from the shelf at random and turned into the changing room.
The shoot went exceptionally smoothly. With Lin Xingye's physique and looks, and his usual tendency to show off, he could easily strike a pose and get a good shot.
The two sets of clothes were shot in less than half an hour.
After changing into a suit, I came back and saw two uninvited guests in the photo studio.
Chi Fan and that psychopath just now...
In the dimly lit studio, the foreign psychopath was sitting on the side fiddling with his tablet computer, while Chi Fan took off his mask, leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed, admiring the film he had just finished.
The peach blossom eyes were smiling, and the red mole at the end of the eye was slightly floating, which was too eye-catching.
He also changed his clothes, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, which looked similar to his own. His hairstyle was simply styled, not so exaggerated.
Every gesture exudes nobility.
Noble as he is, in Lin Xingye's eyes he is just a scoundrel.
It's already evening...
Is Mr. Chi changing his clothes to get ready for a date?
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