Reborn Hot Wife

Everyone’s eyes, like a sharp knife, were drawn on Whit Ben.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

His throat moved slightly, and his voice was slightly dumb: “It was you that day… told me to move the car first…”

“What is it?!”

Jojo got up aggressively: “I asked you to move the car that day. You clearly promised to come right away on the phone. After several calls, you said that you were on the road, in the elevator, and came right away. What happened? You still shut down directly and didn’t answer my phone at all!”

Suddenly, those men began to sit unstill, and even some people began to speak.

“Is there such a person? Deliberately teasing a little girl.”

“Still a man?”

“It’s really disgusting. It’s not a gentleman at all.”

…

Whit Ben only felt that people’s eyes were like torches, and they wanted to roast him alive.

It was clearly not his fault, but he was criticized as a sinner.

Most of the time, the situation is very important, and wrong and right are not so important.

At this time, a clear female voice passed into everyone’s ears.

“From the beginning, the wrong person was not him but you.”

Everyone’s eyes fell on Mary Kinson.

Whit Ben finally escaped the eyes of all the people and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jojo twisted up her eyebrows, only to see Mary Kinsonnstill leaning lazily on the chair. The beautiful fox’s eyes were raised, and the eyes were slightly red at the end. There was an indescribable casual charm, but the delicate facial features were beautiful and evil.

“There is a female voice on the other end of the phone. It turns out that you and he are the ones who played me !”

Lovely is still worthless in front of beauty.

Therefore, when Jojo’s enemy is Mary Kinson. People’s eyes are not so malicious but waiting for Mary Kinson’.

Zhang Bingsheng stepped down and stood in front of Jojo, his eyebrows closed, and his tone was not good: “Did you let Miss Jojo come to the hotel on the first day and let her blow cold wind in the underground garage?”

He still remembers the face Jojo gave him that day, which made him feel that he didn’t entertain well all the time. Now it’s time to help her vent.

Mary Kinson’s overlapping legs changed direction and put one hand on her knee: “Is there a special parking space in the underground garage of the hotel?”

Zhang Bingsheng was puzzled, but he still answered: “This is not true.”

“Then let’s come to the hotel first and park the car in the empty parking space. What is the reason for Miss Jojo to call and let us move the car confidently?”

Her voice is cold and clear, but every word is clear.

The wind direction in the room was driven by her, and someone began to look at Jojo with strange eyes and slightly questioned.

This subtle change in atmosphere was quickly captured by Jojo, but she didn’t panic at all.

She changed her arrogant attitude, her eyebrows drooped, her big eyes were inadvertently covered with a faint fog, and her voice was soft: “At that time, my car was loaded with a lot of things. If I didn’t stop in the parking space temporarily, I might block other lanes, so I will call you to move the car, but… this is not why you deliberately play me.”

Mary Kinson sneered and stared at her with cold eyes: “I am not old, and I turn very fast, and I changed my design at once.”

“What are you talking about?”Jojo stared at innocent eyes, and her wronged eyes turned around at a loss.

Mary Kinson leaned back, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and shook her fingers in midair: “Why, do you want everyone to listen to your tone when you call? Miss Jojo.”

Jojo panicked and was surprised: “Did you record?”

Mary Kinson’s eyes surfaced with interest, smiled, and asked again: “Do you want me to play to it for everyone?”

Jojo swallowed her saliva subconsciously, took a step back, and her aura was much weaker.

In fact, when Jojo asked this question, she had already lost, and everyone’s balance tended to Mary Kinson’s side.

Mary Kinson faintly raised her eyebrows, cherry lips opened, and the beautiful fox had a sly smile in her eyes: “Of course it is…”

Jojo’s heart hung up. At that time, that tone was heard by everyone, and her impression must be reduced.

Her eyes locked on Mary Kinson’s lips, waiting for the second half of her sentence.

Mary Kinson hung her eyes and smiled deeper: “There is no recording.”

Jojo’s pupils vibrated violently, and her eyes gathered on Mary Kinson’s beautiful face. She saw Mary Kinsonopen her lips. Although she didn’t make a sound, her lips were obvious: playing with you.

Playing?!

Playing me?!

Jojo was so angry that her chest was stuffy and painful that she leaned back, and her eyes flew around.

After a long time, she recovered and pointed to Mary Kinson’: “You… you are too bully!”

Mary Kinson raised her hand and pulled the long hair on her forehead to the back of her head, Ignoring her and pretending to be miserable, and her eyes were cold: “Children, no one has an obligation to spoil you.”

Perhaps it was her excessive indifference, which makes others feel that they bully little girls too much and gradually becomes more aggressive in her eyes.

Whit Ben scanned the people’s eyes at the theatre, and his heart was full of disdain.

“It’s so boring here. Let’s go.” She stood up, raised her hand, and pulled her tie, looking tired.

Jojo wronged Baba’s red eyes: “I don’t seem to have seen you before, and there is no holiday. Why do you play me again and again?”

Mary Kinson did not change her face: “Because you are so funny.”

Whit Ben: “!!!”

He didn’t expect Mary Kinson to be in front of so many people, and he didn’t shy away from it. This is Jojo’s place after all.

Sure enough, there was an uproar all around.

Some men stand up and walk toward Mary Kinson. They have a posture to surround her.

“Miss, I don’t know which film and television company you are working in now?”

Mary Kinson’s eyes did not lift her eyes: “I am unemployed at present.”

The man who asked smiled low and asked, “Then how did you get in here?”

Those who can enter here are invited by Director Zhang, who are famous and promising, or contestants.

But she sat in a good position, so how did she get in?

Zhang Bingsheng looked forward in hindsight, with a trace of doubt in his tone: “I think the young lady is really unfamiliar. How did you get in?”

“Of course, you invited me in.” Mary Kinson lifted her eyes and looked at Zhang Bingsheng coldly.

Zhang Bingsheng frowned tightly: “Did I invite ?”

Whit Ben took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was ready to read the invitation letter they had sent, but Mary Kinson reached out and blocked it.

He looked at Mary Kinson, only to see her long legs, and finally stood up, with a clear tone: “This problem will be discussed later. Now let’s talk about the award-winning script.”

Zhang Bingsheng was puzzled. He looked at Jojo and saw that she also looked blank. He asked, “What’s wrong with the script?”

“The script is plagiarized.”