After marrying a big guy, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 1581 Is Your Face Calling You?
"Who are you? From Rong Nanfeng? Why haven't I seen you before." Jiang Meiqi poked her head out from inside.

The room behind her is only about 20 square meters, and the tableware that hasn't been eaten at noon is placed in a mess.Narrow and dark.But she was wearing a high-end dress that didn't fit in the room behind her. Costumes cost at least tens of thousands.It was wrinkled on her body, as if it hadn't been ironed, and the hem of the skirt seemed to be stained with uncleaned stains.

Her hair is neatly arranged, but the same, it looks oily as if it hasn't been washed for a long time.Jiang Meiqi's eyelids drooped, her once mighty and proud eyes lost the care of a high-end beauty salon, her eyelids were loose, the bags under her eyelids seemed to be swollen, and her dark circles were thick, making her look old and ugly.The skin on her face was the same, it was drooping badly, and her face was covered with fine lines.But she didn't seem to accept her fate, she put powder on her face desperately.Not to mention the low-quality foundation that doesn't get absorbed by the skin, and the color is fake white, she applied it thickly and abundantly, and paired it with cheap lipstick, which looked like the deliberate clown makeup on some variety shows.

But she didn't feel that, with pearl earrings on her earlobes, she behaved like a noble lady living in a detached villa.It's so pitiful and ridiculous!

Ordinary people would think that there is something wrong with her brain when they see the makeup on her head and the wrinkled clothes, but Qin Xun did not show a frightened expression, he did not understand Rushan from the beginning to the end, and looked at her, "I am not from Rong Nanfeng, It's normal that you haven't seen me."

"Aren't you from Rong Nanfeng?" On the contrary, Jiang Meiqi showed a surprised expression, and looked him up and down again, from head to toe with her critical eyes. When her eyes touched his high-end watch and sweater, she restrained her patience. Holding the door firmly with one hand, while pretending to be fearless and arrogant, "Then who are you? What do you want to come to me?"

Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Ask me something."

"What's the matter?" She rolled her numb eyes dullly, as if she had come to her senses, she made a sharp voice, "You want to ask me about that little bitch, right? You were called by the little bitch?"

She stared fiercely, then felt wrong again, shook her head, gritted her teeth and said, "No. That little bitch is busy eating and drinking spicy food, how can she think of me! She wished that I would die long ago, and no one would expose me in front of the reporters." She is old, she can't find someone to see me! So you are a reporter?"

Jiang Meiqi was beaten several times, her mind was not as bright as before, she still vaguely felt that something was wrong, "It's impossible, how could a reporter wear a watch worth hundreds of thousands, and the sweater you are wearing is DDW I bought that clothes once. There is only one store in the whole Beijing city. The shopping guides like to buy Joe. There are no more than [-] pieces of clothes in one store. How can you afford DDW clothes? It's a reporter."

DDW is an independent design brand of Chinese descent. The designer himself has made a name for himself in the foreign design circles, and is regarded as a guest of honor by major fashion brands and shows.

Domestic socialites were the first to follow suits from DDW, followed by top-tier stars.

(End of this chapter)