"Strange smell?" Su Xi also sniffed, "It does seem to be a little bit."
"This posture of the two of you is really unbearable." A demonic voice suddenly appeared. Xia Lin looked up and suddenly saw Chu Yan's demonic face hanging upside down directly above her.
Xia Lin quickly got up even though he was in pain and dizzy.
It's just... why does it feel sticky behind my back? She reached behind her back and touched something. She looked down and said, "Ah, what is this yellow color?" She actually touched something yellow.
"It's over, it's over, it's all over now!" Chu Yan's assistant came over to take a look and kept saying, "Xia Lin, you're done!"
"What's wrong with me?" Xia Lin lowered his head and smelled it. No wonder he smelled a strange smell just now. It turned out to be paint.
paint! Xia Lin was shocked, and then she realized what she was doing. She looked back at the door that she had just hit. It was a door that had just been painted!
"Hurry and look at it, is there a lot of paint on my clothes?" Xia Lin was immediately sweating profusely. This dress was sent by Tiffniy. There is only one piece, and it is black. If there is yellow paint on it, , that color is too obvious! It's really over now.
Su Xi suddenly cried after looking at her back, and the more she cried, the sadder she became, "Xia Lin, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for you. I shouldn't have sprained my foot, and I shouldn't have dragged you here. Xia Lin whined..." She cried so hard that she was like a pear blossom with rain in her eyes.
"Really..." Xia Lin was desperate, and her mood instantly fell to the lowest point. Seeing Su Xi crying, her mood sank again and again. What should she do now
"Tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful to cry." Chu Yan was still sighing at Su Xi, which was completely different from his anxious assistant. "Girl, you are definitely going to be popular." After saying that, he extended his hand towards Su Xi.
Xia Lin quickly blocked him and said to Su Xi: "Don't cry, I'm fine." In fact, she had something to do, and her mind was like a pot of porridge, but she couldn't let Su Xi cry all the time, so she tried to be stronger.
"She's in trouble. You keep crying." Chu Yan actually raised his phone and faced Su Xi, "Cry well, little girl. I'll take some photos for you and put them online. Maybe you can take off."
"Chu Yan, you..." Xia Lin found that Chu Yan had reached a new height.
But she had no time to care about him. She pulled at her short dress uncomfortably and looked at Chu Yan's assistant, "Brother Tian, what should I do?"
Brother Tian took a step back, and also took Chu Yan to take a step back, "I didn't know, why don't you go find Sister Sun quickly? You are following Shuangshuang tonight, and she has to be responsible for it, but I remind you, be prepared to be Prepare to curse to death, this dress contains a lot of silk, and it will definitely not be clean if it is stained with a large area like yours."
"Being scolded to death?" Xia Lin took a step forward, "But I didn't mean it, so there's no emergency plan!" She said excitedly, pulling the bruised area on her back, her face wrinkled in pain.
The assistant hurriedly pulled Chu Yan back a few steps, far away from Xia Lin, "Don't come over, Brother Yan has changed his clothes, don't let him get stained with that dirty stuff." Xia Lin suddenly looked like a human being God of Plague, stay away from her.
"Xia Lin..." Su Xi was still crying and trembling, "Why don't you wear my clothes? It was me who caused you to hit the paint. It's all my fault. I should take responsibility for all this." it's not your fault."
Chu Yan held his chin and nodded, "Xia Lin, what she said makes sense."
"It makes sense!" Xia Lin sighed and said to Su Xi: "Don't be like this. How could I do that? I don't feel comfortable wearing it. Besides, there may not be a solution yet. Don't worry."
Chu Yan was stunned as he watched Xia Lin comforting Su Xi, "Who is in trouble?" Could Lao Ling find a wife who was even more heartless
"Let go, what's going on?" Sun Shaolan rushed over after hearing the news.
Xia Lin heard her voice from afar, and when he saw her coming, he fearfully hid the paint behind him and on his hands, widened his eyes and said nothing.
But Sun Shaolan still saw it, and her sharp eyes immediately shot at Xia Lin with ice in her mouth, "Xia Lin, you are a cheap person!" She was already extremely angry.
"You are so lucky that you followed Shuangshuang. Well, now you have made such a big mistake! How do you want us to explain to the organizer? This is haute couture! Use your clogged brain to think carefully about haute couture. What does it mean? Do you know how much this dress is worth? I can't afford to sell it to you!" Sun Shaolan got angry at Xia Lin, and the whole floor was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Chu Yan suddenly coughed and said to Sun Shaolan, "Maybe I can afford to pay for it if I sell it." The key is that Ling Yizhou won't sell it.
"Chu Yan, please don't get involved." Sun Shaolan turned around and said to Chu Yan, then circled around Xia Lin, thoroughly seeing the extent of the damage to the clothes, and became even more angry, "Xia Lin, was I blame you for not reminding you that this matter was caused by yourself. If Tiffniy really wants to investigate, the company will blame you. If you don’t handle it well, you will be blacklisted by all the big brands. You will never be able to work in this industry again in this life. !”
Xia Lin had been trained to stand aside and tremble. She didn't expect the matter to be so serious. "Sun...Sister Sun, is there any solution?"
"You're still asking me for a solution!" Sun Shaolan roared again after hearing this, and Xia Lin was so frightened that she no longer dared to speak out.
"Destroy yourself, Su Xi, come here, and you will follow us tonight alone." Sun Shaolan waved to Su Xi before leaving.
"Su Xi, it's okay, I..." Xia Lin thought Su Xi was going to insist on giving her clothes, but before she finished speaking, she looked up and found that Su Xi had already left with Sun Shaolan.
She was stunned for a moment, a little bored.
"Pity." Chu Yan sighed to Xia Lin, "Xia Lin, do you still think that you are particularly great?"
Xia Lin ignored him, gritted her teeth, and looked at the paint on her hands. Anyway, she planned to take it off and wash it first, maybe it would be able to clean it.
"A person like you can't survive more than two episodes in a TV series." Chu Yan dismissed her.
"Brother Yan, shall we leave too?" The assistant beside him reminded him to stay away from Xia Lin.
Chu Yan kicked the assistant away and shouted to Xia Lin: "If you can't clean it, don't bother. If you can really clean it, people won't drag you up."
"Don't make any noise." Xia Lin was annoyed, "It's none of your business."
"I was wrong, you can only live one episode."
Xia Lin couldn't stand it anymore, "Then what do you want me to do? Take off Su Xi's clothes, then bear everyone's criticism and put all the blame on her? Then happily follow Pan Shuangshuang on the red carpet? Then What’s the difference with her!”
Chu Yan was stunned. This woman was not a fool. She actually knew that Su Xi was acting.