The sick beauty quits working in Shura Field | (BL, MTL)

Chapter 33: Ji Huai dreamed that someone shouted to him: Run!

Shen Zhouran was quickly taken away by Qin Shuangyu, and the two left here without looking back.

Wen Ming stood in the middle of the bathroom for a long time and spat bloody spit into the sink. His eyes were as sharp as a wild and untamable wolf.

Shen Zhouran was so ruthless.

When did he start hitting people?

When Wen Ming returned to the lounge, the makeup artist was shocked when he saw the marks on his face and asked him what happened. Wen Ming didn't answer and sat on the chair again: "Cover this."

The makeup artist was stunned by his voice and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She secretly thought about how to hide it if it was so serious. When she went to the stage and zoomed in on the screen, she could see it clearly. It was so embarrassing for her.

Wen Ming thought about it and felt that the whole thing was weird.

Let's not mention how Xiaoyu and Shen Zhouran knew each other and became so familiar with each other, but he didn't believe it that Shen Zhouran didn't know anything and just came to see it.

It's okay to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself.

He called Wang Yangjin and said, "Go and find out who bought the ticket for row 032 in area A."

After telling the precise location of the seat number, he was stunned for a moment. After realizing it, he said to Wang Yangjin who was also stunned: "Hurry up and go."

Wang Yangjin hurried to check. As an organizer, it was easy to know who bought the tickets. But when he saw the results, he had a strange expression. When he came back, he said to Wen Ming: "It's a girl named Sun Liwei."

"Are you sure?" Wen Ming suddenly looked back, and the concealer in the makeup artist's hand drew a long line on his face.

"I'm sure, I've read it several times, and I can't be more sure - oh ancestor! What's the matter with the injury on your face??" Wang Yangjin immediately broke his voice.

Wen Ming's eyes were unpredictable, bright and clear, then disappeared into a deep pool of water.

"I fell down," he said.

Wang Yangjin: "... Do you think I believe it?"

He looked tired and had already begun contacting the public relations department to control public opinion tonight.

Shen Zhouran was taken out by Qin Shuangyu. Both of them had no intention of shopping any more and took a taxi back to the hotel.

Shen Zhouran looked out the window and put his hand on the car door. Every time he moved, he would feel intense pain.

...The strike was too heavy and my hands hurt.

Qin Shuangyu saw his hand there and took a breath: "Why are your hands purple?"

Shen Zhouran looked up and saw that the back of his hand was blue and purple with bruises and the skin was slightly swollen. It looked very scary. Those who didn't know thought he was the one who was beaten.

"My skin tends to leave marks," he said. "Can I find a pharmacy where I can stop?"

Qin Shuangyu hurriedly asked the driver to take them to the nearest drugstore to buy some medicine. There was a mirror in front of him when he was paying. Shen Zhouran looked at the mirror and pulled off his left clothes. He saw the red and swollen finger prints on his shoulders. It is particularly obvious on the edge of the fair and delicate collarbone.

"He pinched your shoulders??" Qin Shuangyu said with anger on his face.

Shen Zhouran frowned and touched it there. It didn't hurt, but it looked scary. He said to the clerk who looked at him worriedly, "Please give me another plaster."