Chapter 1900 - Aren’t You Being A Little Ruthless?
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
The invisible dagger pierced through Mao Nanaâs heart bit by bit. Her eyes were filled with pain as she watched Mao Nanaâs painful memories sink into the whirlpool bit by bit. However, all these memories were so pitiful that no one could really empathize with her.
âMiss Mao, you...â
Old master Qu did it on purpose. His benevolent eyes hid a trace of treachery that was hard to detect.
âOld master Qu, must you know why I left R City and came to the capital today?â
Her tears flowed down her beautiful face and her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Old master Qu. Mao Nana was going to unveil darkness of business in front of her again.
In the dark room, the mocking and ridiculous faces of Sire Nine and Second Brother grew larger and larger before her eyes. Their heads were covered in white cream, making them look extremely comical.
âSecond Brother, arenât you being a little too harsh?â
Sire Nine lit another cigar and the mist that gushed out formed a faint circle on Mao Nanaâs face. In these two rights, Mao Nana seemed to see her own future in this private room. There was no hope, only endless darkness.
Even Da Liang, who had been protecting her all this while, had become a puppet under these people. However, she had no right to refute them.
The noisy private room and ugly faces made people feel disgusted.
âDa Liang, are you alright? Let me help you to the washroom.â
Mao Nana wanted to help Da Liang out of the private room. Just as she stood up, a man sitting beside her grabbed her slender arm. âMiss Mao, everyone says that youâre the most outstanding one in the modeling world. If you leave, how can there be any woman in this private room whoâs prettier than you? If you leave, what will Second Brother and Sire Nine do?â
Mao Nana could clearly see the confusion in the manâs eyes. After staying in the modeling industry for a long time, she was naturally immune to these people. However, Mao Nana was still unwilling to come into contact with these disgusting people who made people want to chop off their hands.
Mao Nana could not do that, because now, Da Liang was no longer the person who could protect her from harm. Now, Da Liang could only be protected by her.
âSir, if you donât feel satisfied enough, any woman in this room is more important than me. With so many sisters around, how can you not feel satisfied?â
Mao Nana smiled and looked at the man in front of her, feeling disgusted.
âThere are so many sisters, but theyâre not as pretty as you. Miss Mao, donât forget that Sire Nine is here now. If you leave, wonât Sire Nine be disappointed?â
The man was deliberately making things difficult for her. He deliberately did not allow Mao Nana to leave. He deliberately did not allow Da Liang to leave this embarrassing scene.
It was obvious that he was using his position to take revenge on her. Mao Nana recognized this man. He was the manager of another model. However, Mao Nana was currently in the limelight in the modeling industry of R City. How could those evil people let go of such a great opportunity? How could they bear not to hit her when she was down?
âItâs not like Iâm not coming back. Youâre being too polite, Iâm still coming back.â
Mao Nanaâs voice was soft and gentle, which made all the men present feel refreshed.
Sire Nine held a cigar in his mouth as he looked at Mao Nana, who was standing up. She had a beautiful figure, especially her long legs which were visible under the black knitted dress. No matter how he looked at her legs, they made him happy.
âSure. Anyway, youâll be back. Iâll get someone to settle business with your manager. From the looks of it, he does look quite compatible in this outfit, but itâs still a little funny.â
Da Liang sat there in a daze and did not say anything. His head was covered in cream and his white suit was stained with red wine. Even the most dazzling part of his body became white.
âThank you, Sire Nine.â
When she finally received the approval of someone, Mao Nana only nodded gratefully and thanked him. However, she did not expect that when she returned to the private room with Da Liang, it was already different from before.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Sire Nineâs bodyguard brought Da Liang to the private room on the top floor to wash up. They made him change into a brand new suit and styled his hair beautifully. However, he was not as mischievous as he was just now and was unable to accentuate the atmosphere in the private room.
He seemed to be extremely dispirited, like a withered flower, sticky and lifeless.
âDa Liang, are you alright?â
Mao Nana stood at the door and waited for Da Liang to finish cleaning up and open the door. He did not change but Mao Nana felt that Da Liang looked even more worrying than before.
âIâm fine. Letâs go.â
Da Liang walked forward, closed the door behind him, and pulled Mao Nanaâs hand towards the elevator.
When the two of them entered the elevator, Mao Nana was still frowning. She did not know if Da Liang was still brooding over what happened just now. Mao Nana asked, âDa Liang, letâs go back, okay? Canât we reject the collaboration? Itâs good that Iâm just a less-known model. Thereâs no need to become an international supermodel.â
Mao Nana sounded aggrieved. She really did not want to see Da Liang suffer again because of her.
Previously, Da Liang had a feminine personality and liked to act in a feminine way. However, Mao Nana knew that these habits were deliberately displayed by Da Liang in order to socialize better in the outside world. The real Da Liang was actually a very manly man.
âNo, it doesnât matter. Iâve already eaten that cake. Weâre very close to success. Nana, donât give up. If you give up, we really wonât be able to become international supermodels.â
Da Liang turned around and looked at Mao Nana who was sobbing quietly behind him.
The most sensitive string in his heart finally moved gently. He had seen this girl in her most pitiful and helpless state. He had seen her at her most glorious and successful state. He had seen her exhausted and exhausted, but he had never seen her directly cry in front of him.
âYou have to believe it, Nana. Weâll make it. I believe it.â