Chapter 959 The Dress Incident, a Slap in the Face to Su Xin'er 4

Mu Wan looked at the water flow and suddenly thought of an idea, so she looked at Su Xiaoli's assistant and said, "Come and help."

After the words fell, she let go of Su Xiaoli's wrist, turned around and left the bathroom, looking around for something.

"Where's my phone?"

"Here it is with me." Qiao Wei then took it out of her pocket and handed Mu Wanqing's cell phone to her.

Because artists have to wear dresses when walking on the red carpet, they certainly cannot carry their mobile phones with them, and other personal belongings are kept by their managers or assistants.

Mu Wanqing took her cell phone and secretly took a photo of Su Xiaoli outside the bathroom. Her arms were red and her dress was stained with coffee stains.

"Your wife is injured and her dress was ruined. It's up to you." She sent Bo Liang a WeChat message.

Then, he sent the photos she had secretly taken, as if he was done, "Done!"

Su Xin'er wanted to make her look embarrassed because she didn't even know that Bo Liang existed...

If she knew, she would be afraid that her face would hurt.

…

Su Xiaoli was dealing with the burn, and her assistant helped her find some burn ointment to apply. Fortunately, it didn't cause any blisters.

At this moment, Bo Liang is sitting in the study.

He pretended to be working at his desk, but the picture on the computer screen was a live broadcast of the China Music Festival Awards Ceremony.

"Ding--"

The cell phone notification tone suddenly rang.

Bo Liang frowned impatiently, and when he saw that Su Xiaoli was no longer on the screen, he took the phone over and opened the lock screen.

What caught my eye was Su Xiaoli's photo!

His narrow eyes narrowed as he looked at the words sent by Mu Wanqing, and immediately enlarged the photo...

Su Xiaoli's fair arms were red and looked badly burned. Even he didn't dare to treat her like this!

"Wait for me ten minutes."

After replying to the message, Bo Liang stood up suddenly.

He walked straight into the cloakroom prepared for Su Xiaoli and chose a dress that best suited her temperament.

These clothes are all high-end limited editions from internationally renowned designers, and they almost only appear in magazines...

However, Su Xiaoli never opened the cloakroom door.

After Bo Liang wrapped the dress, she went straight downstairs and prepared to rush to the Ancheng studio to support her in person.

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After Mu Wanqing received the reply, she shook her head and said, "I clamor for divorce every day, but my body is honest."

Qiao Wei leaned over and took a look, feeling a little helpless.

She glanced at Mu Wanqing with disgust, "How dare you criticize others?"

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's smile froze on her face.

The curve of her lips slowly narrowed into a straight line, and she hesitated for a long time before asking, "He...has there been any news recently?"

Since leaving the Rose Garden, she has never heard anything about Ye Yuchen, and she doesn't even know if he will attend the award ceremony tonight.

"No." Qiao Wei shook her head gently, "But...it's just because I didn't pay attention to him. Don't think too much about it."

Mu Wanqing chuckled, "What can I think about? If he never shows up like this... I should be lucky."

As she spoke, the sadness in her eyes gradually emerged.

They couldn't help but feel a little distressed when they looked at her appearance.

Gong Lichuan stretched out his hand and tried Mu Wanqing's forehead temperature, "Fortunately, the fever didn't come back. If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me."