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You sent her?

She stopped and looked back.

Xu Yimo was looking at her with a complicated look in his eyes. In the end, he nodded and said, "Do your job well."

Lin Xia-hua paused, neither nodding nor shaking her head, and followed Macley backstage to get ready.

Time was of the essence. Lin Xia-hua quickly understood the process of the show. Under the staff member's reminder and McLean's encouraging gaze, she took a deep breath and finally walked onto the stage.

He followed the steps he had just learned, walked to the center of the stage, and laid out the two pieces as he remembered them.

'Just remember, you are an Elf. You just need to maintain your arrogance and modesty. They are very suitable for you.

Arrogant? Precious?

The corner of her mouth curved into a wry smile. Hadn't Xu Guoliang long worn them all down?

Her eyes were indifferent, and for the first time on the stage, she regained her pride.

The people below the stage were all discussing amongst themselves. Some of them were near, so she could faintly hear a few words.

"Which model is that?" How come I didn't know? "

"That person is a deity!"

"…"

She didn't change her expression. She only focused on walking her own path. When she turned around, she was still as calm and unperturbed as before.

The tail of the Elf's clothing was a bit too long. This was her first time wearing it, so she was still not used to it.

Stepping on her high heels, she accidentally tripped and stepped on her tail. On the stairs that was more than a meter away from the ground, her dress fluttered as she fell like a spirit that had lost gravity.

Lin Xia Hua hurriedly raised her hand, trying to turn her body to ease the pain. Unexpectedly, she fell into a warm embrace.

The man holding her was steady, and when he was sure she was steady, he let her go.

She raised her head and saw Xu Zimo, who was still standing indifferently at the side.

Lin Xia-hua pursed her lips, but before she could say anything, Macley, who had rushed over, interrupted the delicate atmosphere.

"Miss Lin!" Your performance is too good! It's even better than my original model! "

Lin Xia Hua nodded slightly. With a respectful tone, she replied, "As long as I can help you."

A glint of something else flashed across McLean's eyes. He asked in a tone of discussion, "I wonder if Miss Lin would like to sign the contract?"

"Maybe I said it too bluntly." He added, "I think you have a lot of potential. Would you like to sign the contract?" I can be my model. "

McCauley's model, reputation, reputation, and power were not just for show.

Lin Xia Hua hesitated, but before she made her decision, a familiar deep voice sounded in her ears.

"She won't sign."

"Not sign?" Macley looked puzzled and tilted his head to look at Emer.

"I'm sorry, Mr. McLean. She's my wife, and it's not convenient for her to be a model because of family reasons. Please forgive me." The words sounded respectful, but there was no hint of apology in his expression.

Macley thought about it and nodded regretfully.

Lin Xia didn't say a word as she listened to this man giving her directions.

She raised her hand to say something, then lowered it.

This man liked obedient women, she knew him perfectly well.

After exchanging a few simple pleasantries at the clothing show, she turned around to take off her makeup and change her clothes. When she returned, the clothing show also began to disperse.

A smile appeared on He Feihe's lips as he looked at her, his eyes throbbing.

This was the woman he had always liked. Her body was still radiating light, but …

He tightened his grip, unwillingness flashing through his eyes.

Why did he marry Xu Yimo!

After going back and forth in his heart for a thousand times, he remained calm on the surface. He went up and asked with concern, "Xia Hua, I'll send you back!"

Lin Xia Hua was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and was about to reply when he was interrupted by another cold voice.

Lin Xia Hua was somewhat sensitive to this voice. When she turned around, she was shocked to see Xu Yi Mo standing in front of her. His body was emitting cold air, and his tone was firm and unyielding.

"I'm just sending her back." He Feihe's expression was also somewhat ugly.

"You sent her?" The end of Xu Zhimo's speech was slightly rising. It was clearly a casual tone, but it faintly gave off a sense of danger.

Women were the most sensitive to the changes of men around them.

Xu Yimo's words had just left her mouth when she vaguely realized something. She looked at them a few more times, and when she saw that a few of his eyes were focused on Lin Xia Hua's body, her expression immediately became a little unsightly.

She knew that she had to follow along with the promise of Yi Mo at this time.

The more he disobeyed, the more interested he would be in Lin Xia Hua.

Lin Peaches clenched her hands. Unwillingness flashed across her eyes. After taking a few breaths, she finally calmed down. She slowly exhaled and maintained her usual smile.

"According to Mo's meaning, he and Xia Hua are going back to the same place, so it's convenient. If it's convenient for you, why don't you give it to me? I haven't been sent away yet! "

Once she said those words, she was still considering how she should go down the stairs if Xu Yimo spoke to retort. She had never thought that Xu Yimei's expression would soften slightly, but he did not say a single word.

He Feihe raised his eyelids and glanced at her. He frowned slightly but didn't say anything.

Lin Gumo's eyes swept over her and saw that Xu Yimo was as indifferent as ever. She then looked at Lin Xia Hua, and two hatred filled her heart.

If she was the one on stage today, Lin Xia Hua wouldn't have been able to attract Xu Yi Mo's attention.

"Can't you give it to me? If that's not possible, then I'll just walk back myself. " Her face was still smiling.

Xu Yimo still took Lin Xiashua away, only to see her quietly follow him to the door. She watched from a distance as a Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the door and opened it.

Lin Xia Hua was slightly stunned, but still went inside.

Xu Yimo, on the other hand, was looking ahead indifferently. Ignoring the driver, he slowly said, "You did pretty well on the stage. It looks like you've found a place to use it."

She did give him a surprise, a surprise.

Now that he looked at it, the indifference in his eyes was mixed with it.

Lin Xia Hua's lips curved slightly. With a hint of ridicule, she slowly opened her mouth and asked, "What does whether I'm useful or not have to do with you?"

This sentence was filled with the flavor of Mars.

She actually felt that Xu Zimo's words sounded like ridicule.

"Linghua, you'd better take your time. Not everyone needs a model like Macley." Xu Zimo frowned slightly, but surprisingly, he became more patient than before.

"I always have." After Lin Xia Hua finished speaking, she remembered his affirmation towards Lin Peaches. The corner of her mouth slightly curled up as she said, "If you are dissatisfied, you can look away."

Xu Zimo frowned slightly and said calmly: "You are also the wife of the Xu family."

Wife of the Xu Family, Wife of the Xu Family!

If she didn't have this title, she wouldn't have been looked at by him at all.

Lin Xia Hua's smile was sorrowful as she coldly spoke, "Since you're only … …"

Before she finished speaking, a burst of force came from her wrist. She was pulled into the embrace fiercely, and was forced to raise her chin, her lips suddenly covered with a burst of warmth.