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Although they tried their best to help Nanyue, it was a pity that Nanyue didn't have many clothes, and there were only two sets that could be worn out.

The style is still very similar, there is not much difference.

As for the makeup, they couldn't understand it better than Nanyue, so they could only praise Nanyue after the makeup was finished.

However, no matter how much they boasted, Nanyue remained steadfast, and was very firm in his goal--to pretend to be pitiful if he couldn't be lured.

Therefore, the makeup looks soft and beautiful, and the lipstick is also a lighter color.

After taking shape, it will look beautiful and beautiful, but it has no attack power, and instead looks a little cute and pitiful.

It's not the first time we've seen each other, Wu Meini and Yuan Xiaofu are not surprised.

It was when Nan Yue was going downstairs that he ran into Ni Jiaming who was about to go upstairs.

The moment Ni Jiaming saw her, he subconsciously froze for a moment, and then came back to his senses after a while, and turned his eyes away with a downcast face.

When passing by Nanyue, he snorted lightly, full of disdain.

Nan Yue ignored it and went downstairs with a calm face.

There is no bus station in this place, and it is not easy to take a taxi. With Wu Meini's reminder, she called an online taxi.

Online car-hailing is indeed convenient, and a nearby driver quickly took the order and sent her to the destination in a very polite and gentlemanly manner.

It is about the place where Nanyue is going, and it is a store that can only be afforded if you are rich or expensive.

And Nanyue itself seemed to have a bit of extravagance, so the driver didn't dare to strike up a conversation.

After getting off the car, Nan Yue saw Wei Jun waiting at the door, and then subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment.

This is a road in the middle of the mountain, with tall and dense trees, which perfectly block all the sunlight.

There are very few cars on the road, let alone parking, and it is almost impossible for paparazzi to secretly take pictures nearby.

Behind Wei Jun, it is more appropriate to say it is a restaurant than a manor.

At a glance, you can only see a straight road and a completely natural forest, but you can't see any buildings.

Such a formal thank you made Nan Yue frowned for a second.

Wei Jun approached: "Miss Nan, this way please."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wei." Nan Yue showed a little bit of restraint, and thanked him tensely.

Wei Jun smiled: "Don't be too nervous, today is just a gathering of friends, it has nothing to do with the show."

Nan Yue was even more excited, almost staggered, and after hurriedly standing still, half of his face was red.

Wei Jun didn't say anything more, he just sighed secretly, indeed some people are born suitable for the stage.

This Nanyue is the same as his own BOSS, with two appearances on stage and off stage.

But I don't know, Nan Yue just acted very perfunctorily, and he was so happy that he didn't say much or watch, and he was also thinking about——

Since it is a gathering of friends, the request to add a WeChat friend should be just a trivial matter, right?

It was such a long road, it was impossible for the two of them to walk in. After entering the gate, they boarded a sightseeing car like a scenic spot.

Passing through the woods, I came to a small square with a fountain, next to it was a lawn that could not be seen, and someone was playing golf.

Nan Yue thought for a while, and realized that he couldn't imagine Sheng Jingheng playing golf.

It's probably because she still doesn't have any more close contact with him, and they are always separated by a certain distance, just like the clouds and the ground.

She didn't expect that just after thinking this way, she would have the opportunity to be alone with Sheng Jingheng.

After Wei Jun took her to a luxurious private room that smelled of fragrance, he closed the door and left.

Nan Yue walked in, only to find that besides her, there was only one person inside.

A man wearing a dark blue thin sweater and black trousers was standing in front of the French window with his back to her.