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203 Mr. Huo ~~~ Hmph

Special a.s.sistant Luo quickly tried to smooth things over. young master Huo, miss an might mean that your relations.h.i.+p doesnt mean that youre a couple ~

its not that im looking down on you, young master huo, can you please not be angry?

but in the live broadcast, the reporter asked a second question.

then, Ms. An, do you have someone you like?

an xiaowan raised her eyebrows, the smile on her face bright and enchanting.i really like my good friend xia duo.

The reporter was stunned. He thought to himself, this young models pus.h.i.+ng and pulling skills are not bad. oh, no, no. what i want to ask is, do you have any man you like?

an xiaowan thought to herself, this reporter really wants to get to the bottom of things. hes not tactful.

She didnt like this kind of interview, but she also knew that it was important to show her face and be righteous. If there was an opportunity to show her face, she should never reject it. that was why she didnt run away immediately when she was caught by the two reporters.

Oh, this An Xiaowans eyes were flirtatious as she jokingly replied, i dont even have a boyfriend, who else can i like? a crush?

This joke had cleverly avoided this problem.

The reporters couldnt continue asking.

at this time, all the models started to get ready to go on stage again. next, it was time to announce the list of the top models.

An Xiaowan tidied up her clothes and stood in the waiting area, full of confidence.

However, in the office in S city, Luo was already sweating profusely.

Oh my G.o.d, this reporter was too insensible. What kind of stupid questions were those?!

He could clearly feel that the entire office was filled with a terrifying aura of h.e.l.l. He felt like he was about to be strangled to death.

young master huo! special a.s.sistant luo wanted to say something.

However, Huo Shens thin lips opened slightly and he coldly interrupted, Shut up!

his tone was frightening and extremely cold. special a.s.sistant luo s.h.i.+vered and did not dare to say another word.

in the next second, huo shen turned off the screen and threw the remote control on the table in frustration. he crossed his long legs and picked up the doc.u.ment. im not looking at it anymore.

whats so good about an xiaowan?

Theres nothing to see!

Special a.s.sistant Luo hurriedly ran out and secretly sent a text message to an Xiaowan.

[ ms. an, young master huo is in a bad mood. i suggest you give qianqian a call and comfort her. ]

as the phone rang, gong li read an xiaowans name on the stage. an xiaowan, congratulations.

Upon hearing this, an Xiaowans smile deepened. Her eyes were exceptionally bright. She took beautiful steps on the stage and went to the judges to personally take the pa.s.s.

as she walked back with the checkpoint card in her hand, she raised her hand and flipped her long hair behind her. with a light and flirtatious smile on her face, she raised her hands and actually kissed the checkpoint card. Her movements were alluring and captivating. In an instant, it made people feel as if that kiss had kissed their hearts.

Gong Lis gaze deepened, and the smile on his lips rose.

This woman really knew how to flirt.

An Xiaowan returned backstage with the checkpoint card in her hand and took the phone Xia duo handed to her.

special a.s.sistant luo sent you a message. xia duo said with a smile and then pounced on him to give him a big hug.

An Xiaowan laughed,its all thanks to you ~

She took out her phone as she spoke.

she couldnt help but roll her eyes when she saw luos words.

When had Huo Shen ever been in a good mood? Besides, she wasnt even by his side. She wasnt the one who caused his bad mood, so what did it have to do with her?

however, despite this thought, she still picked up her phone and walked to the corner.

the call was quickly connected, and there was silence on the other end.

hence, an xiaowan chuckled and called out softly,mr. huo ~~

Hmph, he snorted.

After an extremely cold snort, the phone was silent, and the screen went black.

an xiaowan was stunned.

yingluo hung up?