Violet patted Linda on the shoulder, "I really didn't know you two were in the same company. It doesn't matter. You can stay away from her when you become famous in the future."
"So difficult. With so many models in H Country, how many can be famous abroad? We basically shoot small magazines domestic." Linda smiled bitterly.
Violet's eyes flashed. No one knew what she was thinking about. After a while, she took out a business card to Linda, "This is my current contact information."
"Okay, let’s have a good chat someday. I have to come over there first. I will go abroad for training tomorrow." Linda pointed to the place where the models gathered.
Violet nodded slightly, "Okay, goodbye!"
"Goodbye!" Linda waved her hand and went over.
Violet watched Linda assimilate into the team, then walked towards the roadside car and drove away.
In the evening, after dinner, Violet went back to the room to pack her luggage.
Stanley went to the bathroom to take a shower.
When he finished the shower and came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he saw Violet lying on the ground with her butt pouted, stretching her arms to get under the bed.
Stanley walked over gently and stopped behind her. He looked down, staring at her deeply, "What are you doing?"
His sudden noise directly shocked Violet.
Then, her head hit the edge of the bed directly. She yelled out of pain, and tears came out.
Stanley knew that he was the one who caused the incident. A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, then he squatted down and pulled her up.
"Why don't you make a sound while walking?" Violet sat cross-legged on the ground, covering her hurting forehead, and looked at the man bitterly.
Stanley pursed his lips, "Sorry, let me have a look."
He squatted down and took her hand away.
Looking at her smooth forehead become red, Stanley felt so sorry.
"Be swollen?" From his face, Violet probably guessed the condition of her forehead.
Stanley said, "Yeah, I'm going to look for medicine."
After speaking, he got up and walked out of the room.
Violet rubbed her hurt forehead, then lay down again, got under the bed, and took out what was rolling into it.
After she finished doing this, Stanley also returned.
He looked at her messy hair and panting with exhaustion, then narrowed his eyes, "Did you go under the bed again?"
Violet nodded in embarrassment.
Stanley walked over, pulled her up from the ground, and led her to sit down by the bed, "What were you doing under the bed?"
"Pick up the stuff." Violet pointed to the suitcase that was open on the ground, "When I was putting things away, the lipstick rolled down the bed."
Stanley was speechless.
So she was so hard just for picking up lipstick?
"Stanley, what are you thinking about?" Violet saw the man suddenly lose in the thoughts, then she stretched out her hand and waved in front of him.
The man's eyes flashed slightly. He grabbed her hand, and put it on his leg, "Don't climb under the bed by yourself in the future. Even if something falls, let Bella find a tool to get it. Otherwise, you will hit somewhere..."
"Well, well, honey. I see." Violet held his face and interrupted his words.
Although Stanley was a little dissatisfied with her interrupting him, he still liked her calling him honey.
"Sit down!" Stanley ordered in a deep voice.
Violet knew that he was going to give her medicine, so she straightened up and sat down.
Upon seeing this, Stanley eased his face a lot. Then he opened the small medicine box, took out something like iodine from it, and started to give her medicine.
His movements were very gentle.
Violet didn't feel the pain at all. So she even closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
When she closed her eyes, her long and curled eyelashes were even trembling slightly.
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