Superstar husband can't be offended

Chapter 142 Then go away
"Yanchen, what's the matter?" Mo Qingrou blushed and her heart beat under Huo Yanchen's stare, and she couldn't even keep her voice calm.

She was dressed up today, and she was already the most dazzling presence at the banquet. Huo Yanchen must be attracted by her, right?She knew that if it was really a comparison, whether it was temperament or self-cultivation, it was far beyond Ling Lan's ability.

Huo Yanchen laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke, and leaned in front of Mo Qingrou to stare at her viciously, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Today's protagonist is not you, is it interesting to take the lead? But I think you can only be a supporting green leaf."

As if the most unbearable corner of her heart was being looked at by others, Mo Qingrou's face turned pale, and she took two steps back.

"It's born, it can't be snatched away no matter what." Huo Yanchen said mockingly, "Put away your schemes with your grandfather as soon as possible, don't treat me as a fool who is slaughtered by others, I still don't like you. "

After all, Huo Yanchen suppressed his smile, and walked past Mo Qingrou, whose blood had faded, without even taking a second look.

Mo Qingrou stood there, her mind buzzing and blank.

A strong sense of shame came to her head, Mo Qingrou's eyes turned red instantly, her hands beside her were clenched tightly, and the sharp nails dug into the flesh, but she didn't feel any pain at all.All she could think of was the embarrassment and resentment of being humiliated by Huo Yanchen.

In the end, her rationality made her close her eyes and endure it. She couldn't suppress the anger and trembled slightly: Ling Lan, I want you to perish today!
Ling Lan, who was still being manipulated by the stylist in the room, suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose and said to herself, "Who is missing me!"

"Miss Ling Lan, the banquet is about to start, please cooperate." The stylist frowned.

Ling Lan looked at herself in the glasses and couldn't help laughing.

Mo Qingrou was determined to trample her under her feet.

The makeup can't be called a failure, and the dress can't be said to be ugly, but when used on a 17-year-old girl, it looks mature, even a little vulgar.

Even if she is naturally beautiful, she can't stand this kind of man-made torture. Ugly women are all because they don't know how to dress up or are lazy!

"Miss Ling Lan!" The stylist emphasized, "Today is your important day, please be serious."

Ling Lan stared at the stylist behind her from the mirror, and said calmly: "Since you know it's my important day, have you taken it seriously?"

"What do you mean? Are you questioning me?" Being seen through, the stylist became a little annoyed.

"It's more than questioning, I'm seriously doubting your professional level, what kind of garbage looks are made by top image designers, even if I have never attended any high society banquet, I know that this look is not suitable for me. "Ling Lan is not polite.

"Okay, very good, then Ms. Ling Lan can do her own thing, and find another suitable stylist." The stylist was proud and arrogant, seeing that the banquet was about to start, she directly threatened Ling Lan.

"Then get out." Ling Lan pointed to the door.

The stylist who was waiting for Ling Lan to bow his head and admit his mistake couldn't believe what he heard, and stared at Ling Lan blankly, forgetting to respond.

"Still leaving? If those entertainment reporters saw you being kicked out, which star would you say would dare to use you in the future?" Ling Lan sneered, and at that moment her aura was so full that the stylist felt cold in his heart.

Did he do something wrong?
But after thinking about it, Ling Lan is just the daughter who returned to Mo's house halfway, and she is far different from Mo Qingrou. No matter how good she is in the future, she is not as good as Mo Qingrou who grew up in front of Mr. Mo!
"Okay, then I'll wait and see with Ms. Ling Lan!" After finishing speaking, the stylist quickly packed up the tools and left angrily.

He went down to find Mo Qingrou immediately, and told Mo Qingrou about this.

Mo Qingrou couldn't help sneering, she was still waiting for Ling Lan, a little bitch, to make a fool of herself, but she didn't expect this little bitch to go out of her way to offend a top stylist in the country.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully about this matter, and I made you wronged." Mo Qingrou comforted the stylist, "My sister is rebellious, sometimes we all have a headache, you have done your best, don't blame yourself, we are not Right from wrong, I won't blame you. It's really her fault that she made a fool of herself. "

The stylist was successfully appeased by Mo Qingrou, and he said a few more words before bidding farewell to Mo Qingrou.Afterwards, he found a familiar reporter and told the story with embellishments.

Within 5 minutes, all the guests at the banquet knew about Ling Lan. They didn't like Ling Lan in the first place, and even looked down on Ling Lan.

In addition, the stylist also posted a Weibo, portraying Ling Lan as a country bumpkin who has no aesthetics and refuted the stylist's suggestions, all of which highlighted Ling Lan's rudeness and vulgarity as a stylist. Wronged.

Because this stylist is used by many celebrities, and at the same time, he has created many classic makeup looks and collocations, and has many fans on the Internet.

As soon as his Weibo was released, he firmly nailed Ling Lan to the image of a village girl, and there was no lack of satirical remarks about Ling Lan's vulgarity.

Ling Lan didn't know how she was being ridiculed on the Internet at this time, but Huo Yanchen saw Weibo, and immediately called Ling Lan impatiently: "Ah Lan, your stylist is gone?"

"I scolded you away." Ling Lan admitted frankly.

"Then I'll find you a stylist right now."

"It's too late, the banquet is about to start in half an hour, I'll figure it out myself. How do you know?"

"Now everyone knows that that guy even dissed you on Weibo!" Huo Yanchen said angrily, "I'll deal with him later, so that he can't get along in this circle."

"I'll do it myself, just wait and watch the show." Ling Lan said calmly.

Huo Yanchen was a little hesitant: "Alan, you have to know that this is not an idol drama. No matter how good-looking you are, you will only be laughed at if you look naked on this occasion. There is no way to compare everyone."

"I'm not the silly, white and sweet heroine in an idol drama, just wait." Ling Lan was amused. In her previous life, she was born similar to a princess, so how could she not understand this?

Banquets in the upper class are all about wealth and status, plain noodles and clear soup?Just watch idol dramas.

Ling Lan logged on to Weibo, and saw at a glance that she was on the trending search because of the stylist's Weibo.

She posted the photos she just took.

Huo Yanchen's little ancestor: Today is also beautiful, happy 17th birthday! 【Selfie】

As soon as the stylist's fans saw Ling Lan's Weibo, they immediately turned on the mocking mode:
"Hey, don't you look down on our baby's image design? Sure enough, the body is more honest than the mouth."

"Hehe, it's really shameless. While disgusting, I still want to use someone else's styling."

"I thought this work was so realistic and I did the styling myself, so it turns out...hehe!"

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(End of this chapter)