Jiang Mo pushed Wen Yan into the elevator. There were only two people in the elevator, and neither spoke first.
Just then, the smile on Wen Yan's lips grew stronger, and she even laughed out loud.
"Jiang Mo, were you jealous just now?"
Jiang Mo immediately said, "No."
"I just didn't want Luo Jinghui to take you. The way he looked at you was malicious. He must have other intentions. How could I let him succeed?"
"You are my wife, of course only I can take you. As for Luo Jinghui, don't even think about it!"
Jiang Mo felt angry just thinking about it.
Wen Yan held Jiang Mo's hand and comforted him, "Okay, don't be angry. I didn't say I would let him take me. Why are you so angry?"
"Luo Jinghui must have other ideas about you. Wife, you must stay away from him in the future and not give him a chance."
"Okay."
Jiang Mo pushed Wen Yan to the office and囑咐 her worriedly, "Wife, just stay in the office. If you need anything, call me, or call your female assistant."
"I'm not a three-year-old child. I can take care of myself. Go and shoot the magazine quickly, don't delay the progress of the shoot."
"Okay, I'll go first."
As soon as Jiang Mo turned around, Wen Yan grabbed his wrist. He turned his head and asked in confusion, "Wife, is there anything else?"
Wen Yan asked back, "Have you forgotten something important?"
Jiang Mo suddenly realized, bent down and kissed the woman's fair forehead.
"Is that okay this time?"
"Yes, go ahead."
Wen Yan was finally satisfied.
She had asked for a farewell kiss.
Jiang Mo went to the makeup room. Luo Jinghui also had a shoot, and the two did their makeup together, with very similar styles.
Luo Jinghui spoke first, "Jiang Mo, don't you think you're being too selfish?"
Jiang Mo was baffled, "Luo Jinghui, what are you talking about? I don't seem to have any intersection with you."
Luo Jinghui's face darkened, "I was brought up by Sister Wen Yan. Today I just wanted to take her to the office. Why did you stop me? What right do you have to stop me!"
"So that's the matter. Wen Yan told me to take her to the office myself. I don't dare to entrust it to others. Her leg is inconvenient. There are many things you don't know. She still needs to apply medicine and change dressings."
Jiang Mo explained calmly.
He said 'Wen Yan' repeatedly, as if he was very familiar with her affairs.
Luo Jinghui was about to go crazy with jealousy, clenched his fists, and stared at Jiang Mo with his eyes.
"When did your relationship with Sister Wen Yan become so good? Aren't you just a newly signed artist?"
Jiang Mo nodded, "Yes, I was personally signed by Wen Yan."
"This time, President Wen and I are co-starring in 'Qiankun'. The sacrifice she made for me was too great. I have always been very grateful to her."
Luo Jinghui was so angry that he went crazy, "How is that possible! 'Qiankun' is a male lead drama, Sister Wen Yan would never be the second lead for you!"
"Jiang Mo, do you think I would believe your ridiculous lies?"
Jiang Mo shrugged his shoulders, "Believe it or not, I'm just telling you the facts. It will be officially announced in a few days, and then you will know if it's true."
"Sister Wen Yan has always been the first lead, and will never be the second lead. Just give up on that idea." Luo Jinghui was very certain.
While the two were fighting secretly, the styling was already done.
The two had similar styles, and the clothes were also the same style, but they had completely different effects when worn on the two of them.
Jiang Mo's features and height were very superior, like a walking clothes rack. The stylist next to him couldn't help but praise him.
"Too handsome, these features don't need makeup at all. The most three-dimensional and handsome features I've ever seen, and the figure is also top-notch, meters tall, simply killing a crowd of male stars!"
"He can do any style, he doesn't pick clothes at all."
On the other hand, Luo Jinghui, although he is also very handsome, is shorter than Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo stood there, like a luminous body, all eyes would fall on him.
Luo Jinghui seemed dim in comparison.
"Jinghui is also good, this style is also okay, you can show a little abs later."
Luo Jinghui and Jiang Mo finished shooting the first set of photos, and then had to change clothes. Jiang Mo changed into a very conservative wine-red suit with a bow tie.
Luo Jinghui changed into a very sexy gray suit with only one button, revealing a few abdominal muscles.
Luo Jinghui has always been very confident in his figure. He exercises every day and has developed four abdominal muscles!
"Sister Wang, why doesn't Jiang Mo wear this type of suit? Could it be that his figure is not good? As expected, you can't just look at the face, wouldn't he be a weak chicken."
Luo Jinghui couldn't help but mock.
Jiang Mo smiled contemptuously, "You dare to show off your four abdominal muscles?"
Luo Jinghui was very confident, "Better than you not daring to show it, maybe you don't even have one, wouldn't you be... a skinny rib."
"Looking at you, you are quite tall, meters tall, without a single abdominal muscle, you don't even dare to wear this type of suit."
Jiang Mo raised the corners of his lips, "It's not that I don't wear it, it's that Wen Yan doesn't let me wear it, there's no way, maybe she's afraid that my abdominal muscles will be seen by others."
Luo Jinghui was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"
Manager Wang immediately explained, "Jinghui, President Wen has ordered that Jiang Mo can't wear this kind of revealing dress, so she chose this more conservative limited edition for him."
Jiang Mo deliberately raised his eyebrows, "There's no way, Wen Yan won't let me wear it."
Luo Jinghui trembled with anger, clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged!
Jiang Mo is indeed a gigolo, he must have seduced Sister Wen Yan!
"Shoot well, show off your four abdominal muscles." Jiang Mo smiled and patted Luo Jinghui on the shoulder.
He actually read a bit of contempt in Jiang Mo's eyes, looking down on his abdominal muscles?!
"Jiang Mo, who are you looking down on? It's better than you not having one!" Luo Jinghui gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Not having one?" Jiang Mo smiled faintly, calmly, "Your four abdominal muscles can only fool elementary school students."
"What did you say," Luo Jinghui gritted his teeth, "Jiang Mo, say it again?"
"I said, your little abdominal muscles can only fool elementary school students."
Then, Jiang Mo deliberately said provocatively in his ear, "Do you know what kind of abdominal muscles President Wen likes? She likes my kind of eight-pack abs."
"Someone like you, with your skinny ribs, President Wen doesn't like at all."
After speaking, he hooked his lips and smiled, simply hanging the words 'arrogant' on his face.
