\"Okay.\" Sage didn\'t hesitate for a moment. 　　He opened the curtain and stepped in with a flash. 　　This fitting room looks very simple from the outside, but it looks magical inside. 　　In addition to a huge mirror that occupies a whole wall, there is also a table, a high stool, and a nearly two-meter-wide cabinet full of drawers. 　　Sally turned her back to Sage, rubbed the back of her neck with one hand, and lifted her long hair. 　　What she is trying on now is a long tube top dress. It is thin as a cicada-wing gauze and the upper body and skirt are covered with white cornflowers. 　　The white petals and her fair skin complemented each other, making her look like a fairy. Then it has a zipper on the back which is only halfway down. 　　However, Sage\'s attention was all focused on her bare neck and fragrant shoulders. 　　He was a full head higher than her, so he could even see the delicate and sexy collarbone in front of her.

　　\"Mr. Wilson!\" Yohana\'s eyes were filled with tears at some point. 　　She ran to Sage quickly, squeezed Sally into her arms, stretched out her arms and hugged her narrow waist firmly. 　　\"I knew something went wrong last time! It was the company\'s arrangement, not my intention! Please let it go!\" 　　She buried her face in Sage\'s chest, and her tears and her nose were glued to his white shirt. 　　Sage\'s face turned green, and a steady stream of cold air radiated from his body. 　　Yohana, who was rubbing her nose leaning against him, couldn\'t help but shivered, and Vivian also took a small step back in fear. 　　However, Yohana was still ignorant. As her face rubbed against his chest and her lower body was close to him, she secretly pushed forward. 　　\"I am willing to do anything! As long as you don\'t let those film and television companies block me again!\" 　　After failing to climb the bed last time, she was driven out of the i

　　Vivian waited in the fitting room on the third floor. 　　The originally empty table now has a large makeup case, and a series of tools for making hairstyles, such as hair dryers and curling irons, are placed next to it. 　　When she saw Sage, her eyes lit up again, and she couldn\'t wait to take out her mobile phone to shoot him wildly, and post it on the studio\'s official account. 　　——She wants to show off to everyone, and she wants to share his beauty with everyone. 　　But at the same time, she knew in her heart that this kind of dangerous thing could not be done. 　　\"Is the size still, right?\" She greeted Sage. 　　Sage\'s answer to her was a very simple \"um\". 　　Sage looked down at his watch. 　　After being so troubled by Yohana, the time unexpectedly reached 5:30. 　　\"We don’t have much time.\" He reminded Vivian, \"Please put on her makeup...\" 　　Vivian immediately pressed Sally onto the high stool. 　　\"I\

　　Xian\'s hand hung awkwardly in the air. 　　There was a doubtful look on his face, but a mischievous smile flashed through the bottom of his eyes covered by the lenses. 　　\"Mr. Wilson?\" He retracted his hand, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately reminded, \"If I remember correctly... Manager Sally seems to be the female companion I invited.\" 　　\"If you’re not mistaken...\" Sage squeezed Sally\'s hand. His dark eyes stared at a spot in the driveway not far away-- 　　\"The white Lamborghini driving here seems to be Nina\'s car...\" 　　Before he finished speaking, Xian just \"rubbed\" his back and disappeared. 　　Sally was surprised at the speed at which Xian escaped, and was a little dumbfounded. 　　\"It\'s time to go in.\" Sage gave her a hand. 　　Standing up with his strength, Sally turned his head and curiously looked at the white Lamborghini. 　　The rumbling of the engine sounded from far to near, but within a few seconds, t

　　She sent them a group message: \"Do you have Mia Mendez\'s cell phone number? Can you send it to me?\" 　　Several people replied to her: \"Isn’t Mia Mendez in jail? Why do you want her phone number?\" 　　Sally was stunned. 　　She picked a relatively familiar one and asked, \"When did Mia Mendez go to jail? What did she commit?\" 　　The other party was \"typing\" for a long time, and then a very long message popped up: \"Just not long ago! Don\'t you know? Mia Mendez seems to have depression or bipolar disorder after a miscarriage. She always quarreled with her supervisor every day, and then somehow made a big noise, and actually drove him into a collision with the supervisor! Someone called the police, and Mia Mendez was quickly arrested. The supervisor was seriously injured. Our department colleagues two days ago I saw her once, and I heard that she suffered comma. She’ll be bed ridden for the rest of her life!\" 　　Sally didn\'t expect the truth of the