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Chapter 73: a sense of crisis

Translator: 549690339

ceo w.a.n.g reached out to pull her back. im the investor for this movie. how do you think a model like you could surpa.s.s all the popular movie stars and take on this role? an xue, dont be silly.

Although an Xue was now a popular A-list supermodel, she was still a newcomer in the film and television industry.

chief w.a.n.g, please dont be like this.

an xues expression changed.

she was already a supermodel and was receiving a lot of attention. she would never let herself compromise again!

She took a step back and smiled. you should know that i dont have as much attention as a popular movie star. and my fan club is not only domestic, but also foreign. If I join this movie, I can boost the overseas box office sales. Isnt that enough to express my value?

president w.a.n.g was drunk and hazy. he leaned against the wall and wanted to be angry, but he couldnt help but bend over and vomit.

an xue snorted coldly and turned around to call the waiter to help her. then, she walked into the hotel on the side and booked a room.

this was an xues habit.

She was a little allergic to alcohol, but it was inevitable for her to drink during social gatherings. So every time she attended a large party or dinner party, she would sleep close to the party after drinking.

an xiaowan knew this and knew that she would definitely be able to create a fake one today!

a.s.sistant luo returned to the huo corporation building and reported the latest news to huo shen.

arrange for them to be on the same floor, huo shen said, raising his eyebrows.

yes, young master huo,

After agreeing, Luo did not go out.

he hesitated for a moment and said,young master huo, miss ye is back. zhenzhen will be here tonight. old master huo wants you to pick her up.

It was already past nine O clock. Ye Qingqing was really too much. A little girl actually bought such a late flight ticket.

Huo Shens expression was calm. After two seconds of silence, he pursed his lips.

what time is the flight?

im expected to arrive at eleven o clock tonight. special a.s.sistant luo replied.

this miss ye was a little devil. her family couldnt stand her and had to throw her abroad to study. she didnt expect that after only half a year, she would be desperately clamoring to come back.

however, the huo family and the ye family had been on good terms for generations, and the ye family only had one daughter in this generation, so they naturally doted on her.

old master huo also liked the child.

Hongli villa building 8.

after taking the photos she wanted, an xiaowan came back first. she thought that huo shen would come after helping her today, but she didnt expect that he would be nowhere to be seen even at 11 o clock.

she took a shower and changed into her sleeping robe. as she flicked her half-wet long hair, she asked casually, where did you go today, mr. huo?

The Butler paused for a moment before answering. Mr. Huo went to the airport to pick up someone. Qianqian wont be coming tonight. Miss an, you can rest early.

he went to pick someone up?

An Xiaowan stopped flipping her hair and raised her eyebrows with a chuckle. a woman?

She was wearing a silk nightgown, and her long hair was slightly messy. Although her clothes were not revealing at all, she still revealed an unparalleled charm.

the butler lowered his eyes and did not say anything.

As a servant, he could not casually discuss such matters.

however, his att.i.tude had undoubtedly confirmed an xiaowans guess.

shes indeed a woman, yingluo.

but why would a man like huo shen go all the way to the airport to pick her up at such a late hour?

The airport was more than an hours drive from here.

It seemed that his status was not ordinary.

the butler observed an xiaowans expression. seeing that she was not affected by the news at all, he lowered his head and did not continue to speak.

An Xiaowan lazily walked upstairs, but she was pondering in her heart.

she had heard that huo shen didnt have any women by his side. who was this woman who had suddenly appeared?

A sense of crisis, Hengzhi