Chapter 216 Don't Push Me

Hearing their conversation, Poppi looked at them helplessly, but Malcolm looked at her with a composed look. Having no choice, she smiled to the young generation and said, "you want to interview Mr. Mo. you should beg him. It's useless to beg me."

"No, I won't! It's most useful to beg you, I'm begging you! Mr. Mo will listen to you! "

"Exactly. We all saw that Mr. Mo treated you so well. He was afraid that you would be too hot, so he kept fanning you with water..."

"That's right. Director Qiu, you have the final say! Please give us a chance! "

In front of the young people, Poppi couldn't help but blush. She reached out her hands and tugged at Malcolm's clothes, her eyes full of pleading and shyness.

Malcolm smiled deliberately, "what? What's up? Look at me. "

Poppi was a little depressed. She punched Malcolm's hands and said, "I just want to ask you whether you accept the interview or not."

"We just need your ten minutes. Ten minutes will be enough!" One of the boys was afraid that Malcolm wouldn't agree, so he said quickly.

Malcolm frowned and thought for a while. Then he suddenly held Poppi's hand and said, "I agree if you ask your Director Qiu to accept an interview together."

Poppi couldn't help looking sideways and shouted, "Malcolm, are you crazy? I won't accept any interview. "

"They won't interview you. I just will also take you with me when I take pictures." Malcolm smiled to Poppi. Then he turned to those young men and asked, "is that okay?"

"Of course, of course!" They nodded their heads frequently, feeling flattered and excited.

On the other side of the line, Shirley and Hugh took another set of photos, preparing to finish their work. They turned around after a long rest, only to find that Malcolm and Poppi were surrounded by several people for an interview.

"You're right. We're exhausted. Why did they come again to ask for news?" Shirley smiled speechlessly. "I wanted to sit on the deck chair too, and I was interviewed!"

"Then I won't call you as a model." Hugh took several gulps of water sent by his assistant and said, "it's over." It was not easy to take photos on location in such a hot day.

Shirley nodded. Yes, she chose this career as a model. She really liked this job. It would be boring if it was only for interview. But anyway, Poppi had gone through a lot. Mr. Mo treated her so well that because she had saved the Galaxy in her last life.

"One last question, Mr. Mo." On the other side of the line, a boy quickened his interview as he watched Shirley's interview. "What do you think of today's news? You have admitted your identity. Is that true? "

As soon as his words faded away, the boys were all flustered.

Poppi couldn't help but get shocked, looking at Malcolm. Just admit your identity? 'he admitted it?

"Yes, it's true." Malcolm said indifferently, "my family name is Quan, and I won't admit it if not for the news. I always feel that it's my personal matter. What's more, for me, family na

aw Wendy, her smile disappeared instantly. She said in a lukewarm tone, "Oh, it's Wendy. Why are you here?"

By now, Celine had known that the room she saw this noon was Wendy's room. which next to Barry's room. No wonder Barry didn't allow her to live in his house!

"I..."

Wendy opened her mouth to say something, but soon the uncomfortable feeling came back. Every time when she heard Celine, she felt like an outsider.

Why was she here? She didn't know

"I... I'm here..." Wendy stuttered, "I'm here for Mr. Wei. Isn't he here? "

"He went upstairs to work." Celine smiled suddenly. "Since you're here for Barry, why don't you stay and have dinner with us? I cooked some delicious food. I don't know whether you are used to it or not. "

Wendy's hands and eyeballs trembled. She had watched the apron for a while on the Internet and Barry bought it. Now she saw Celine wearing it, as if something had been taken away

"No, thanks." Wendy shook her head, "I'll go upstairs to get something. I'll leave soon."

"But..."

Wendy rushed upstairs before Celine could finish her words.

Seeing that Wendy was in a corner, Celine shrugged and went to the kitchen to get the dish out of the pot.

Wendy's mind was in a mess. She hurriedly tidied up her things and went downstairs.

"Wendy, Wendy, what are you doing?" Standing at the stairway of the second floor, Celine stopped Wendy in an instant. "You're leaving even before Barry comes back? He would think that I wanted to drive you away! "

"No, it can't be." Wendy struggled to find a gap to go downstairs. "I'll tell him."

"I've called him and he'll be here soon. You can leave when he comes!" Celine was so anxious that she reached out her hands to grab the clothes in Wendy's hands.

"Miss. Celine, please let me go!" Feeling almost in tears, Wendy reached out and pulled her clothes. If Barry was back, how could she just leave?

"If you want to leave, then I'll leave Wendy, what are you doing! Don't push me Ah! !"