After binding to the system, her full-level beauty shocked the entertainment industry

However, just for a moment, Mo Zhiran frowned and quickly picked up the mask and put it on.

"Oh my god, am I right? This young lady's smile is so beautiful..."

"Yeah, with such a beautiful smile, why do you need to wear a mask?"

"Don't you think it's dangerous to walk on the street with such a smile?"

"It's very dangerous, roadkill."

Listening to the exclamations of the people around her, Mo Zhiran didn't feel much.

Her patience has been worn out by Xin Ying and her party who took action twice.

"If you dare to do anything again, I will call the police."

Over there, Xin Ying felt embarrassed.

When had she been so angry? Her knuckles turned white when she clenched her fists, but there was nothing she could do about Mo Zhiran.

What she never expected was that this woman's smile without makeup would be so beautiful.

Obviously, none of her facial features are outstanding, but why does her smile have an irresistible power, and her eyes are as bright as stars, making people feel good about her just by looking at her.

Must be an illusion!

Jealousy has taken over her brain, and if she stays here for another second, she feels like she will be burned clean.

She was about to continue to fight back when she heard a serious voice from behind.

"Who's arguing in the store?"

At some point, Jiang Ping stood behind everyone.

People who often come to this store are familiar with Jiang Ping. This dude looks carefree, but in fact he is vigorous and resolute. He usually greets every customer with a smile, but once he is annoyed, he will be rude.

Seeing Jiang Ping coming over, the girl next to Xin Ying immediately complained, "Brother Ping, sister Yingying wants to use this piano, but this woman won't let her."

Jiang Ping looked away from him, "Oh? Really? Why is what I saw different from what you said?"

Another woman continued, "Sister Yingying is anxious to use it, but this woman is not accommodating..."

Jiang Ping had a cold face and ignored her at all, "I don't know what Sister Yingying is. I only know that it's first come, first served. Such unqualified things are not allowed to happen in my store. If you want to act wild in the store, do it as soon as possible. Get out." He had peach-blossom eyes and a sly smile that made people shudder.

The girl next to her was so angry that she didn't know what the background of the woman in front of her was. The dignified young master of the Jiang family also came to talk to her, without giving Xin Ying any face.

Seeing this, Xin Ying had no choice but to signal the girl behind her to stop.

She was already fuming with anger inside, but no matter what, Jiang Ping was not someone of her rank that she could afford to offend.

"We'll see you in the competition next month!" After saying this, Xin Ying ran away.

The two losers also ran away in despair.

The annoying factors were gone, and Mo Zhiran was finally at peace.

She concentrated and recorded it two more times.People around him sat in their seats with tacit understanding and enjoyed the beautiful music together.

After the song ended, Mo Zhiran looked at her watch. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The video has been shot and she can't delay any longer. She needs to go home to cut and post the video.

Before leaving, Jiang Ping also dragged her into the discussion group of this piano room club.

After Mo Zhiran finished shooting the video, it was getting late and it seemed to be raining outside.

She called a car and walked out the door.

A large shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Mo Zhiran felt someone behind her, so she politely opened the door for the people behind her.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't even stretch out his hand, but walked straight out of the door that Mo Zhiran pushed open.

Mo Zhiran frowned.

The man who went out in front had broad shoulders and long legs, and was much taller than her.

The moment he passed by her just now, his profile glanced slightly, and it was the kind of appearance and temperament that people could never forget at a glance.

It's just that, under such a good skin, he turns out to be such an rude person.

In this day and age, such rude people are rare.

Mo Zhiran shook her head and gently closed the door.

As soon as the man in front went out, an assistant came to greet him and held an umbrella for him.

He and his assistant walked toward a black car not far away.

Mo Zhiran understood clearly that he was a boss who was pampering and pampering himself.

No wonder there is no manners.

The weather in Haishi in July was unbearably hot, and the weather at noon was even more sultry because of the imminent rain. But after a rain at this time, the air outside became pleasantly refreshing.

Mo Zhiran took a deep breath of fresh air.

It was raining lightly, and her car hadn't arrived yet.

Mo Zhiran was a little worried. After a while, the car came and parked on the side of the road. She had to walk there in the rain.

She doesn't have an assistant.

Feeling miserable again, she lifted up her skirt slightly and walked towards the edge of the road.

The man had already gotten into the car and expected the car to drive away.

But without thinking, the car door opened again.

The assistant who was holding the umbrella just now came down, holding an umbrella and holding one in his hand.

He walked to Mo Zhiran and stopped.

Quickly and smoothly, he handed the umbrella in his hand to Mo Zhiran.

"Miss, I'll give you an umbrella."

After passing the assistant, the black car was still parked on the street, and the upper body of the person in the car could be vaguely seen.

Cold and serious, like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years.

This temperament seems familiar.

But with the car window blocking her, she couldn't see the faces of the people in the car clearly.

Mo Zhiran was a little confused. She took the umbrella from the assistant and said thank you.

The assistant didn't say anything more, turned around and quickly got into the car.

The car drove away quickly.

Mo Zhiran clicked her tongue silently in her mind. Look, the assistants are more polite than the boss.

The world is going down, the world is going down.

After the assistant left, Mo Zhiran suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to ask for her contact information. How should she return the umbrella?

She thought about it.

They might come to the piano room again later, so they can just find an opportunity to pay it back.