Hunt For Love/C15 Are You so Short of Money
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C15 Are You so Short of Money

The blue Lamborghini accented his short sportswear, and the leather fabric not only looked substantial, but glittered in the light.

She put one hand on the roof of the car, and her long, thin, white arm naturally formed an arc.

He crossed his legs and leaned on the car door. His gaze drifted off into the distance.

Lin Mobai pretended not to see the flashing lights and the clicks of the shutter doors. Sometimes she would open the car door, and sometimes she would lightly sit on the hood of the car. With an indifferent smile and an innate aura, she instantly became the center of attention.

A man dropped to his knees in front of him and half leaned back.

She was surprised for a moment before she quickly stood up, subconsciously putting her small hands in front of her.

She only let out a sigh of relief when she saw the man take out the camera from behind his back and continuously shoot at the shutter. This was too scary.

"Miss."

She was about to step back when she heard the photographer shout.

Since she couldn't speak, Lin Mobai only took a glance at him. The man said, "Lie down on the hood and lie down. I'll show you off."

She was confused and looked around hesitantly. Only then did she notice that the men's gazes were abnormal. Then, she blushed and stood still.

"Get over there. What are you doing standing there?"

That photographer was bold. Seeing that Lin Mobai was not moving at all, she put down the camera and walked over. She pulled her arm up and treated the model as a tool for shooting.

"Sir, please let go. This is not proper."

The cameraman laughed. "Forget it. I've been asked to make a set, but I still have to make an appointment. Don't try to be pretentious with me."

What did he just say?

Lin Mobai flung away her hand with all her might, her face blushing red. "Who asked you to slap them? Try moving me again! "

Although she looked weak, deep down, she was extremely stubborn.

When their gazes met, the man's face revealed surprise, "You …. The first time? "

Lin Mobai turned around and returned to her original position, but this man had probably been disgraced. She turned around and followed, "If you want to try, then let's try!"

Once again, Lin Mobai felt a dull pain as her wrist was grabbed. At the same time, she could clearly see the anger on the man's face.

"I'm just a model!"

Then, as if nothing she said was of any use, her body suddenly leaned forward, and she directly laid on top of the Lamborghini's cover.

"You!"

"BOOM!"

The two voices sounded at the same time. By the time Lin Mobai staggered to her feet, the photographer had already disappeared.

What came with it were the whispers in the surroundings.

"Sir! Sir! This is a misunderstanding! " Someone in the crowd was shouting again, and she recognized the voice of the photographer. Lin Mobai quickly ran over and pushed through the crowd.

He saw a man in a suit and a leather suit, pressing down on the photographer's body, throwing punches after punches onto his face.

"Song... "Soong Qingxiao?"

Why was he here? And did the dignified Director Soong hit someone at the exhibition? Lin Mobai was already a fool, but no matter how foolish she was, she knew that the fellow had attacked for her sake.

The cameraman beneath him was punched a few times. He no longer had any strength left and even his pleading voice was extremely weak.

Another violent punch, and a dark red bloodstain sprayed out like a parabola.

Lin Mobai screamed as her hands trembled while she pressed them to her lips. If this carried on, someone would definitely die …

"Soong Qingxiao, stop!"

She took a step forward, but someone blocked her path. Lin Mobai looked carefully and saw that it was his secretary.

"Miss Lin, don't go over."

"Then hurry up and go over there! Tell him to stop fighting. Something big is going to happen if he continues! " She grabbed the secretary's suit in a disorderly manner, almost pleading with him.

Not everyone can be the CEO's secretary. To be scared by such a scene, she doesn't deserve to be by Soong Qingxiao's side. That woman's face was extraordinarily calm, and she was even a little speechless towards Lin Mobai's panic, "Miss Lin, it's not that I don't want to persuade her, but do you think I can persuade Director Soong?

As she was speaking, she pointed with one hand, and Lin Mobai saw another row of bodyguards standing straight, "Let those guys go. Director Soong is enjoying himself right now!" He knows his limits. "

After that, the secretary looked her up and down before reminding her kindly, "Miss Lin, I'm more worried about you than Director Soong. You dress like this … "Cough, cough."

Swish!

Lin Mobai's small face turned from pale to red.

Only then did she realize that she didn't have time to care about the photographer's life or death. If Soong Qingxiao saw her like that, the consequences wouldn't be that good either.

The man on the ground was her previous example.

Turning around, she still couldn't help but look at the miserable state on the ground, but she couldn't care less.

Due to the fight at the exhibition, there were a lot of people surrounding the place. Lin Mobai pushed the crowd aside with her small hands and ran towards the locker room.

"Make way … "Excuse me."

Just as she was about to get into the locker room, her swinging arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. The strength behind the action caused her to stagger two steps forward and fall into the man's embrace.

"Aiya!"

Lin Mobai, who was still in a state of shock, raised her head and met with that fiendish face. The man's slender face only had a crack, and his neck was still stained with blood. Even his tongue that was licking his teeth looked …

"Gudong." She swallowed.

"Soong Qingxiao, listen to me."

"Mm, go ahead." The man shoved her body into the dressing room. There was a scream, and many models ran out.

However, Lin Mobai did not have the time to care about anything else. She explained in the fastest speed she could muster, "I need a job. I have a job before I can return it to you. And it's just a show. I didn't expect it to be a car exhibition …"

Not accept? Halfway through her sentence, she saw that the man's expression still hadn't changed. In fact, the aura that he was emitting was even colder than before.

Well, Lin Mobai admitted, there were times when she was afraid of this man, like now.

When she spoke again, her voice was already filled with tears, "You …. If you don't like it, I'll change it right away, okay? "Right away."

Then, she pushed away the man's body with all her might and ran straight to locker room 24.

"Good heavens! "You're scaring me to death. If I can't do it, then I can. Why are you being so fierce?" Lin Mobai was so wronged that she almost cried. She didn't know what to do with the clothes that she had grabbed with her small hands.

Oh! Before she took off her clothes, she bit her lower lip, hating herself to the extreme.

Just be her canary! Why come out and look for a job? Wasn't this equivalent to courting death?

She frantically opened the zipper of her sports clothes, but the bottom part of the zipper seemed to be stuck, unable to be pulled no matter how hard she tried.

Behind him, there was a gust of wind. He heard that ghost-like voice again, "Do you need my help?"

Lin Mobai stiffened her back, not daring to move. "No …" "No need."

"I think you do." The moment Soong Qingxiao said that, his big hand flipped her body. She wasn't angry. Instead, there was a smile on her lips and the movements of his hands were neither fast nor slow.

The zipper was easily unzipped, and he seemed to be patiently helping Lin Mobai out of her jacket.

The sequence of movements was like a slow motion camera, but the slight tremor on her shoulder didn't stop for even a moment.

"Tsk …" Soong Qingxiao tilted his head and looked over, "Do you really need money that badly?"

Although Lin Mobai didn't know what he was planning to do, she didn't want to lie. "Yes, I want to make money. Otherwise, I won't be able to borrow the money you lent me for the rest of my life!"

He raised his eyebrows and the smile on his face widened, "Is it so hard to return money?"

As Soong Qingxiao said this, he raised Lin Mobai's chin. This frightened and uncertain face looked a little different, "Wouldn't it be better if you accompany me a few more times?"

After he finished, he looked down at Lin Mobai.

Lin Mobai blushed and turned her head away, "Soong Qingxiao, you big * *, this is a changing room!"

"What happened to the locker room?" The man put his ear to her ear, "I heard this car show is going to give you five thousand yuan? I'll give you fifty thousand dollars, so work harder. "

Then, a hissing sound came from beneath him.

Lin Mobai's heart was already in her throat. Although she no longer avoided such things these days, it was different here …

She felt like a trapped beast.

However, she could only obediently do as the man said.

Whispers whispered in her ears: "Do you want to be obedient in the future?"

"Got it." Lin Mobai replied with a gulp of saliva.

"Do you understand that you are not allowed to expose yourself in front of others?"

She lifted her pointed chin to the sky. "Yes."

"And all of yours, does it belong to me?"

Two tears fell from the corners of Lin Mobai's eyes. "I know …"

An hour later, in the locker room, he was battered and exhausted.

Soong Qingxiao stood in front of the mirror and turned his shirt over. There was a row of small teeth marks on his shoulder. When he turned around, there were also wounds that looked like cat's claws.

He tilted his head and looked at Lin Mobai, who was cleaning up her body on the chair. "Little girl, you're quite vicious."

Lin Mobai raised her head and glared at her. With a cold expression, she used her finger to point at her lips, causing them to bruise.

Soong Qingxiao couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lin Mobai's legs were weak and her face was even redder as she followed the man out of the car.

She seemed to have been forgiven for being so natural. The tragedy that she had imagined did not happen. In fact, she really wanted to ask, what happened to the photographer that was beaten up, but she decided against it.

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