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Chapter 172: White Love Song Fashion Show 1

Qin Youhan pointed at Yi Danyou's neck and said in surprise: "Xiaoyou, your neck..."

Yi Danyou quickly let go of Fan Zhihui, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and pulled up his T-shirt a little higher to cover the pinch marks on his neck so that Fan Zhihui and Qin Youhan could not see it.

"Let's go! Let's talk about it in the car if we have anything else." Fan Zhihui made way for Yi Danyou to enter the car. She knew that Yi Danyou didn't want to talk. Seeing that there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, she asked her what happened now.

Things are definitely not good

Yi Danyou got into the car and Qin Youhan drove. She remained silent in the car and said nothing, as if nothing happened.

Qin Youhan turned his head and looked at Fan Zhihui, who was supporting Yi Danyou. The two of them tacitly agreed not to ask about Yi Danyou's affairs.

"Youhan, isn't it your fashion show tonight? Don't you need me and Xiaoyou to be your models? Should we go now?" Fan Zhihui suddenly winked at Qin Youhan, who originally wanted to say

To tell the truth, Fan Zhihui blocked her back with her eyes.

She didn't know what this weird girl was up to, so she could only nod passively: "Yeah!"

In fact, the model for the fashion show had already been decided. Although it was not Yi Danyou, her ideal model, she was a little disappointed. But after hearing about Yi Danyou's accident in the evening, she knew that Yi Danyou couldn't go, and she didn't want to force it.

She, so she changed the model, and she and Fan Zhihui drove all over the street looking for Yi Danyou, and of course, Shao Xuan

Thinking of Shao Xuan, Qin Youhan seemed to understand Fan Zhihui's intention, and said to Yi Danyou with a smile: "Xiaoyou, I know you are a little emotionally unstable now, so I will take you to relax! Come on, let's go to the catwalk.

"

Yi Danyou knew that she had promised Qin Youhan and could not refuse, but the pinch marks on her neck were so obvious, how could she be a model for Qin Youhan? She would only be embarrassed by it, but that's about it.

Fan Zhihui, who had ghostly thoughts, could tell at a glance what Yi Danyou was worried about. She smiled and said: "Xiaoyou, don't insult us because we have a top makeup artist here who is admired by women all over the country. She can definitely do it."
Chapter completed!
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