Chapter 106

"You mean She was set up? " Su Xiaocheng's eyes widened.

"Come on! Things have become like this. There's no other way. Mengke, go back and reflect for a few days. Don't come to the company during this period. " Mu Shan said something.

"Whatever you want." Meng Ke sneered, "anyway, whether there was yesterday's accident or not, director Mu had made a decision in his heart."

"You..." Mu Shan was so choked by Meng Ke that she was very angry. However, Meng Ke didn't give her a chance to refute and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute!" A clear and beautiful voice came from the crowd. All the people were attracted by this sentence and looked in that direction.

"Wait a minute, Miss Meng." Cang Ling came out of the crowd and came to Meng Ke.

"Xiaoling, what are you doing?" Su Xiaocheng was startled by Cangling's action.

"Injuries to the face don't necessarily affect the game." Cang Ling went forward and held Meng Ke's arm.

"Who are you?" Mu Shan looks unhappy. She stares at Cangling and glances, "you're not from our modeling department."

"Director mu." Yu Wan'er approaches Mu Shan and whispers in her ear.

Listening to Yu Wan'er's whisper, Mu Shan's face changed a little.

"I'm not really a model. Today, I just met by chance. I just saw you guys bullying this colleague together, so I want to speak up." Cang Ling is calm.

Mengke leaned slightly and looked at Cangling standing beside her, frowning slightly.

"I've heard of you." Mu Shan, with her eyes slightly narrowed and scorned, said, "just a little intern in the design department. Don't think that if you get the qualification of Milan, you can come here to tell me what to do."

"I didn't mean to tell you what to do. Just now, you guys didn't let Menko go on stage because she hurt her face. Isn't that unreasonable? There's no rule that you can't compete if you have a face injury Cang Ling stares at Mu Shan with a smile. She glances at Avril and Yu Wan'er again.

"The most important thing for a model is face! Do you want those people out there who come to see the show to know that our models are black and blue? Want them to question the character of our models? " Mu Shan is domineering.

Mengke's eyelids drooped slightly. She took her arm back from Cangling's hand. "This girl, it's my own business. I don't know you. I don't need your intervention."

She was still alienated and on guard.

Cang Ling laughs. She doesn't want to meddle in Meng Ke's business. However, Su Xiaocheng says that Mu Shan is Mo Mo Mo's man. If she doesn't fight the little monster she sent to her door, how can she accumulate her own game experience?

"I don't really want to get involved, but I've seen this kind of trick a lot. It's not my style to know that you've suffered a lot but don't lend a helping hand."

"What do you want?" Avril questions her with pride.

"It's very simple. Keep Meng Ke's qualification. Anyway, the costumes you take part in are randomly selected from the works of major designers in Shengshi. The real Kung Fu is still on stage." Cang Ling is not in a hurry.

"Stop teasing me." Mengke cold eyes, "I am like this, no designer would like to send works to me."

If someone wears his clothes on a model who makes a joke, he will become a laughing stock. Who will do this thankless thing.

"If you don't mind, I will." Cang Ling looked at her squarely.

Meng Ke then carefully looked at the girl in front of her. She was not tall, and she was particularly inconspicuous among the nine headed models. Her face was also full of the childishness and baby fat of some young girls, but her eyes were as clean as a pool of water, as if she could see it all at once, without reservation.

"This is the final. How can you let an intern fool around here? The show is about to start in two hours. What else do you think you can save? " Mu Shan has a firm attitude.

"If you don't want me to try, you just ask mengke to give up the competition. Is it for Shengshi's reputation or you don't want mengke to take the stage?" Cang Ling hit the nail on the head and went back.

"You, you talk nonsense." Mu Shan's face was black with anger.

"What are you doing?" The man came in slowly from the door with a magnetic voice, and everyone's discussion was suppressed instantly.

"Master Qi." Mu Shan was the first to see the person who was pushed in the wheelchair at the door. She turned her attitude and bowed her head respectfully.

Master Qi? Mu Yu's brother?

Cang Ling a Leng, her back to the door, slowly turned around.

The man is wearing a sweater with a high collar. The sharp chin angle rubs against the collar. His eyes are very deep. He sits in a wheelchair, but it doesn't affect his noble temperament at all.

Cang Ling's eyes widened.

This Brother angel, is it Mou Qi?

"Qiye, it's just a small problem. A model's face is hurt. I don't let her go on stage for the sake of the overall situation. But this intern in the design department has to stir up the trouble and say that we are going to bully her together. Isn't that a joke?" Mu Shan goes to Mou Qi and explains.Mou Qi raised his head. He saw Cangling's little figure from a distance, and asked Xiao Chu to push him over. Just now at the door, he had heard their conversation clearly.

"What she said is true?" Mou Qi looks at Cangling.

Cang Ling picks eyebrows. She doesn't understand why she met Mou Qi twice and he didn't reveal his identity to her. But on second thought, although he didn't say it, she didn't ask if it was not.

"Well." Cang Ling frankly admitted.

"I'm dying." Su Xiaocheng grabbed Cangling's hand. "If you knew that you would meet such a big man today, you would not kill me."

"Master Qi." Seeing that Mou Qi turned his attention to Cangling, Meng Ke hurriedly stepped forward and said, "it's because of me. This girl is young. Don't blame me. I'm willing to quit the competition. Please forgive me."

Cang Ling didn't expect that Meng Ke would protect her, and looked up at the women around her.

"She's hurt like this. Can you get her on stage?" Mou Qi was not affected by Meng Ke's words, but still looked at Cangling.

Cang Ling looked at Meng Ke's side face, and his heart was firm.

"Please have a try." Through these two times together, she felt that Mou Qi was a gentle person. Compared with Mu Yu, she was much easier to speak.

Sure enough, Mou Qi didn't say much, just waved to Xiao Chu behind him, "I'm looking forward to her performance on stage."

Xiao Chu pushes Mou Qi out of the backstage, leaving a group of ignorant people staring at each other.

Lord Qi, did you agree?

"It's not fair!" Avril is the first dissatisfied, "she can go on stage like this, where will we be?"

Cang Ling laughed wantonly, "Qi Ye has spoken. If you think it's unfair, go to find him."

Avril turned white with anger.

"If you want to toss, you can toss. There are only two hours left. I'll see what you can do." Mu Shan gave Cangling a white look.

Cang Ling didn't reply. She took Meng Ke's hand and directly took her to the dressing room.

Meng Ke is the best model in the world. There is a separate dressing room. As soon as three people go in, Su Xiaocheng closes the door tightly.

"Xiaoling, if you do this again, I won't take you out to play." Su Xiaocheng is still in shock.

Meng Ke leaned on the dressing table and frowned at Cang Ling.

"Why are you helping me?" Her voice was cold.

"If you want to help, you can help. There are so many reasons." Cang Ling didn't think so. She scanned the whole room and saw a white dress on a mannequin.

"No merit, no salary." Meng Ke was still stubborn.

"If you want to know the reason, when the show is over, you invite me to eat hot pot. If I am in a good mood, I can give you a reason." Cang Ling went to the dress and said, "is this the dress you want to wear this time?"

"It was." Don't open your eyes.

Cang Ling touched the cloth of the dress. There was a label on the tail of the dress, which said three words - Qi Jinmin.

Qi Jinmin's design style is really similar to mengke's temperament. Cangling can already associate mengke's temperament like a noble white swan when wearing this dress.

However, what Meng Ke said just now, plus her reaction now, Cang Ling can also guess that Qi Jinmin knew about Meng Ke and must have withdrawn the right to show the dress.

Cang Ling took out her cell phone.

"Li Xin, do me a favor."