I was almost taken aback for a moment, and then looked away in a panic.
However, Mr. Manner said something to his female companion, and came towards me.
I feel bored in my heart. No one wants to encounter this kind of thing. If you haven't met it, you don't know it. And when you meet, even if you want to pretend you don't know, you can't do it.
Mr. Manner came to my table, smiled almost humbly, and said, "Qiyang..."
I raised my head in embarrassment, and shouted: "Mr. Mana..."
"I..." He also raised his eyebrows in embarrassment, and said, "Just now...she was just a colleague of my company...don't get me wrong..."
I cursed his hypocrisy in my heart, but I didn't want to make trouble for myself, so I said, "I know, I didn't misunderstand."
He was silent for a moment, and said: "I know, we wronged you because of the thief, I'm sorry, but I hope my family can be kept safe, so please don't tell me what you saw today. Madam said, okay? Let her not think about it..."
He said to me sincerely.
I rolled my eyes inwardly. I don't understand why there are such men in the world. If you are really worried about family breakdown, why bother. He bites to protect the stability and harmony of the family, but at the same time he can't control himself from going out to steal.
"Darling!" His female companion called out to him, raising her hand.
He gestured back to her in embarrassment, turned around again, and said, "promise me, okay?"
I said lightly: "I won't say, but you can do it yourself. If I bump into it today, maybe Mrs. Beska will bump into it tomorrow."
Mr. Manor scratched his head, thanked him, and returned to his companion.
I didn't want to look any further, so I changed my position with my back to them.
When I came out of the hospital on Friday, Kity from the studio had already called me several times to urge me.
I hurriedly stopped a taxi on the side of the road, reported the address, and rushed over.
When I arrived, I saw Kity and the photographers and models gathering together, and I didn't know what happened.
I walked over and saw Kity negotiating with a uniformed staff member.
I heard a general idea, that person was probably a staff member of the subway station, saw Kitty and the others filming here, and came up to stop it, saying that photography is not allowed.
Kity begged for a long time and the staff member didn't let go.
I remembered a novel I had read, and then I said to the staff member in English so fluent that I couldn't believe it: "Hi, I'm their editor-in-chief, they don't know the situation, maybe you haven't received your The notice from the supervisor, we have already communicated and came here. So, how about I ask my assistant to go to your supervisor with you?"
As expected, the staff member was convinced of my words as described in the novel, nodded, and said, "You are making sense."
I whispered to Kity: "Go with her, try to delay the time, and say that we are college students who need homework."
Kity nodded and followed the staff member.
The photographers were about to take a break, so I clapped my hands and said, "Come on, hurry up and take the time to shoot!"
"Aren't you waiting for them to come back?" the photographer asked.
I said, "When they come back, we can't shoot anymore!