Chapter 846 Sharp Blade

At this moment, Shen Fanxing had already turned around to the photographs hanging in the corridor. Liang Chenyi glanced at her, and finally looked at Lan Xianshen, who was beside her with her head lowered and dressed in cotton and linen, and sneered, without turning her head. back to leave.

Seeing such a scene by accident, Lan Xianxian was a little embarrassed, and tugged on Shen Fanxing's clothes beside her, signaling if she wanted to leave.

In the end, Shen Fanxing pulled her directly and walked in.

Boss Ou held out his hand between his eyebrows, glanced at them, and finally sat down somewhat dejectedly.

"It's closed now, please go elsewhere."

Shen Fanxing didn't take it seriously, "Before we came in, the sign on your door said 'Open'. There is absolutely no reason to drive customers away after entering. If you are not afraid of being complained."

Hearing this, the man looked up at her.

Shen Fanxing dragged Lan Xianxian in front of her.

"Soften up the bangs on her forehead, don't want it anymore. The next look is up to you."

When Lan Xianxian heard Shen Fanxing's words, she panicked completely, "No...don't."

In the end, Shen Fanxing pushed her down on the chair in front of the modeling stage, "Trust me, in exchange for an equal exchange, I won't harm you."

"What...equivalent exchange?"

Shen Fanxing smiled lightly, and put his hand on the center of her brow, "Isn't that why the old man asked you to accompany me today?"

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"Okay, don't move, let the stylist do your hair. Anyway, you are like this, and it can't be worse."

"..."

And Shen Fanxing's words made Lan Xianxian's heart even more stagnant.

Determined to break the jar.

Boss Ou twitched the corner of his mouth, did he promise to do it?

Just talking to yourself there? !

Also, why is this woman so vicious?

At this time, Shen Fanxing looked up at Boss Ou, and said neatly:

"give it to you."

Looking at each other closely, Boss Ou's eyes froze, "You are..."

Shen Fanxing looked at him with raised eyebrows.

He didn't speak anymore, he just lifted his blue bangs, and when he saw the red birthmark on it, his eyes paused slightly, and he looked at Shen Fanxing, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Sure."

Shen Fanxing said lightly, walked to the rest area aside, picked out a collection of works from the photo studio, and read it.

Boss Ou looked around Lan Xianxian and could see her low self-esteem and nervousness, so he couldn't help saying:

"You don't need to be so inferior. Some people just have an empty skin, and they are uglier than anything else. They can all live in a showy way, why can't you?"

Lan Xianxian didn't speak. The inferiority complex that the birthmark brought to her for more than 20 years has been deeply rooted, and it cannot be understood by just a few words.

Boss Ou has already begun to help her comb her hair, "I don't deny that a beautiful skin can bring people confidence. I don't have the ability to beautify a person's heart, but it is not difficult for me to beautify a skin."

After an unknown amount of time, after hearing the stylist's "OK", Shen Fanxing walked up to Lan Xianxian with a set of clothes in his hand.

When Boss Ou saw the dress, his eyes that had been dull all the time brightened imperceptibly.

Shen Fanxing put her sallow hand against her chin and looked around. Now her fair and full forehead was completely exposed. In a well-lit place like a studio, she could even see the highlights on her forehead.

The eyes that took off the black-rimmed glasses are a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, black and bright, with soft features, and the tranquility and elegance that have accumulated over the years because of inferiority complex have a special flavor.

"good."

Lan Xianxian couldn't even take a look in the mirror.

However, Shen Fanxing had already handed the clothes to the stylist beside him, "Please dress her up."

Boss Ou nodded and took Lan Xianxian into the dressing room.

Not long after, the door of the locker room was opened.

Lan Xianxian appeared in front of Shen Fanxing in a fiery red classic gauze dress, with the same face and the same birthmark, but the feeling she had when she was trying on clothes in the mall just now returned.

Some temperament that has settled down to the bone is really a wonderful thing.

But now that she was wearing an ancient red dress, the red birthmark on her forehead didn't look so glaring anymore, but instead became a symbol, a unique beauty.

Shen Fanxing smiled in satisfaction, and finally, Boss Ou simply pinned her hair on both sides to the back of her head.

From the beginning to the end, Lan Xianxian sat there awkwardly, still not daring to look in the mirror.

Shen Fanxing didn't force it either, and let Lan Xianxian onto the stage, borrowed a camera from Boss Ou, lowered his head to fiddle with it for a while, and then looked up at Lan Xianxian on the stage.

Randomly found a few angles and took a few photos.

The look of lowering your head and eyes, the look of closing your eyes sideways, the look of panic when you occasionally raise your head to face the camera...

Boss Ou on the side had stared straight at Lan Xianxian from the very beginning, but now seeing Shen Fanxing taking a few pictures like a professional photographer, he hurried to her.

When he saw the photo in Shen Fanxing's camera, his brown eyes were full of surprise.

"Oh my god...it's really perfect."

Lan Xianxian's heart skipped a beat, she rubbed against it, mustered up a lot of courage to look at it, and she was also stunned.

"This……"

The three of them huddled together and looked at the small camera screen.

Boss Ou on the opposite side saw Lan Xianxian in surprise. A smile appeared on Junyi's face. He pointed to the photo of facing the camera, raised his eyes to look at Lan Xianxian, and said softly:

"You look like you were shy and flustered when you lifted your red hijab and saw your husband."

Lan Xian's slender eyes turned around, instantly met Boss Ou's gaze, and moved away in a panic.

The scene of lifting the red hijab at the wedding night in the bridal chamber could not be more vivid.

Boss Ou twitched his lips and laughed.

Shen Fanxing looked at the two people on his left and right, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"is it beautiful?"

Shen Fanxing asked Lan Xianxian.

Lan Xianxian put her eyes on the camera again, although she didn't speak, but there was a little more spirit in those eyes.

He returned the camera to Boss Ou, and then said:

"Mr. Ou Ximing, do we want to cooperate?"

Boss Ou raised his head suddenly, "How do you know my name?"

Shen Fanxing smiled lightly and looked at him meaningfully:

"Have you forgotten your past glory?"

In a word, Ou Ximing's expression froze severely.

This sentence contains too many meanings.

One: He used to be brilliant, and the dazzling era has passed.

Second: Just because he was brilliant once, doesn't mean he won't shine again in the future.

And he knew very well that the meaning of Shen Fanxing's words at the moment was obviously the latter.

Thinking of Liang Chenyi's humiliation and bravado just now, Ou Ximing clenched his fists.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

Shen Fanxing smiled lightly, "You should know that I have an entertainment company under my name. In, Da, Lu."

After the last three words fell, Ou Ximing suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "Okay."

Lan Xianxian watched in shock.

He just dragged her to a random photo studio, and in the blink of an eye, he hired a stylist for his company.

This woman, do you really want to be so... tough?

Shen Fanxing also felt that today's harvest was not ordinary.

Not only has the enemy been identified, but also a sharp blade has been collected.

in addition……

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