Rebirth: National Crown Prince

It should be said that Wan Ling thought it didn't matter who she was as a makeup artist before, but now she doesn't think so. For Sister Yu, and for her cousin not to miss such a beautiful young lady, she decided to only be Sister Yu's makeup artist.

Mo Yu glanced at Wan Ling, this girl is probably not stupid, what is she giggling over there?

"It's over. You have been successfully admitted. I'm leaving." Mo Yu said calmly.

Wan Ling shook his head: "No, Sister Yu, can I be your exclusive makeup artist?"

Mo Yu was a little surprised when he heard this, "Why wouldn't it be better to be exclusive and give makeup to more famous people?"

Although Wan Ling was wearing a mask and couldn't tell that she was smiling, her crescent-shaped eyes that were almost smiling were enough to tell that Wan Ling was very high-spirited at this time.

"Sister Yu."

"Stop...don't call me Sister Yu!" No matter how good Mo Yu is, he is still a man and it is simply too strange for others to call him sister.

"Okay, Sister Yu." Wan Ling looked obedient.

Mo Yu suddenly held his forehead helplessly. If it weren't for the fact that you are Ze Xi's cousin, I'm really not sure you could still talk nonsense to me here.

Wan Ling: "Sister Yu, I won't tell my cousin about my secret love. Don't worry, I..."

"Wait a minute," Mo Yu quickly interrupted Wan Ling's next words, "What did you just say, secret love?"

Wan Ling said: "Yes, Sister Yu, I can tell by the look on your expression that you like my cousin. That's right. Everyone likes a handsome and gentle person like my cousin, and Sister Yu, you are not bad either. "

Mo Yu was suddenly speechless.

Because the other party really guessed his thoughts right away. Was it so obvious that he liked Ze Xi just by looking at him?

"You want to help me chase your cousin?" As soon as he said this, Mo Yu directly admitted that he liked Wan Zexi.

Wan Ling nodded vigorously, "I will definitely help you."

Mo Yu pursed her thin lips, and said in a cold and magnetic voice: "This is my agent's phone number. He will tell you my process, as well as the studio, and he will arrange the rest for you." I saw a thin postcard sandwiched between those slender and strong fingers.

Wan Ling took it and said, "Okay, Sister Yu, I will do your best."

Looking at the slender and jade-like figure leaving, Wan Ling waved his fist as if to cheer him up.

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"Aunt Xue, Wan Ling is fine." A lazy and charming voice gently comforted the worried Aunt Xue on the other side.

"This child actually left Wanzhai without saying a word. He didn't even know to tell me. I was worried yesterday. Now it seems that the prince is helping me in the dark. I feel more relieved."

Wan Zexi's brows were picturesque and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Aunt Xue, Wanling is not as fragile as you think. It would be good to adapt to the outside world more. Don't work too hard. Relax and relax yourself appropriately."

"Alas! My troubled heart has been worrying about you all the time since your father was here. After the crown prince passed away, and now Miss Ling, I have to lament that time is not forgiving!" Aunt Xue over there sighed deeply. Take a breath.

Wan Zexi's eyes were gentle, "Aunt Xue, please rest when you are tired!" The soft voice was as warm and charming as drizzle.

Different from the past indifference and laziness, the young man now looks extremely clean, slender as jade, his fingernails are neatly trimmed and clean, and his fingers can be seen gently stroking the paper on the table. .