After entering the door, he scanned the people inside the photography studio, "I’m ngng’s boyfriend, it’s her first ti shooting for a magazine, and I hope everyone will take good care of her."
"I’ve prepared so desserts for you all, they’re from the Wu Family Estate—this dessert isn’t easy to buy, but no worries, I know the Boss there. If you want so in the future, just tell ngng."
ng ng leaned on the man’s arm, smiling sweetly, "Yes, if you want more in the future, feel free to contact ."
The people in the studio looked at one another, not quite sure how to react.
Seeing this, the man seed to understand sothing, and after looking around again, he walked straight toward Zhang Qing, "Teacher Zhang Qing, right? It’s our ngng’s first ti doing a magazine shoot, please take good care of her."
Zhang Qing looked at the hand extended in front of him and frowned, "Sorry, I don’t like touching strangers."
Suddenly, the man’s expression darkened, and the atmosphere in the studio beca sowhat tense.
Wen Qiao walked in and encountered just this scene.
She stood in place for a mont to think, then while walking towards Zhang Qing, she said, "Oh, how co there are so many more people in the studio after I went to change clothes, isn’t the set ready yet?"
With Wen Qiao’s intervention, all eyes were drawn to her.
The mont ngng’s boyfriend saw her, his eyes lit up, and it took a while for him to co back to his senses, forgetting to greet Zhang Qing.
ng ng saw this and pinched the man’s waist hard.
The man ca to his senses, his arm around ng ng’s waist, but his eyes were still on Wen Qiao, "And who is this Miss?"
ng ng answered for her, "She’s Wen Qiao, the hot female celebrity recently. I keep telling you how pretty she is every day, how can you never rember her?"
This comnt might have sounded like a complaint about the man’s poor mory, but it actually highlighted that Wen Qiao had traits morable enough to be rembered.
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow without making a sound.
The man extended his hand adorned with a large gold ring once again, "Miss Wen, hello, I’m ng ng’s boyfriend."
Wen Qiao looked down at her hands holding up her dress and gave an apologetic smile, "Sorry, it’s not really convenient for to shake hands right now."
Wen Qiao was beautiful, so of course, the man wouldn’t get upset over such a small matter. He withdrew his hand and pointed to a nearby insulated box, "I’m here for a set visit, and I brought so desserts for you guys."
"You’re too kind."
"It’s nothing, you—"
Before the man could finish, Wen Qiao interrupted him, "However, we are currently working and haven’t got ti to taste the desserts you brought. I don’t know if Miss ng hasn’t made it clear to you, but her studio is next door; that’s where you should be visiting. We have a heavy workload today, so we won’t accompany you two for chat."
Wen Qiao’s tone was neither hurried nor slow but carried a hint of firm coldness.
She also subtly mocked ng ng for not understanding her place, insisting on jockeying for attention where she didn’t belong.
After speaking, Wen Qiao turned and looked toward Zhang Qing, "Teacher Zhang Qing, can we start shooting the next set now? I’m in a hurry."
Wen Qiao wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but as she turned around, she thought she saw the corners of Zhang Qing’s mouth lift into a very faint smile, which then quickly disappeared.
"Sure," Zhang Qing pointed to the sofa, "Lie down over there."
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