Chapter 356 You Are Beautiful Even With Bruises On Your Face

With the lesson of knocking Wesley Streep unconscious with a punch last time, the man in front of him was also a bit 'fragile'. Song Ya saved a lot of strength this time, but it seemed that the result was even worse.

The police in Beverly Hills were dispatched very quickly. Less than five minutes after the other party took out his mobile phone to call the police, a police car stopped at the door of the manor villa rented by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Two police officers, one black and one white, were questioning Xue Linfen's ex-boyfriend, the photographer named Barry, in front of the police car.

"You shouldn't do it." Halle Berry La Songya hid in the shade of the roadside outside the door, watching vigilantly behind the bushes across the street. The paparazzi outside the villa were called by the police in Song Ya and others Before going out, Rick Rubin was kicked out of there after hearing the news, but I also knew that they would not leave honestly.

"I hate men who beat women the most." Song Ya shook his hand, "Is there any difference between him and Wesley?"

"Of course there is a big difference!" Harley looked back at the guests on the lawn of the manor who were looking this way, "Wesley is an actor, he has to worry about public influence, and this white photographer doesn't need it, if he plays a rascal if……"

Before she finished speaking, her worry was confirmed over there, "I was beaten by APLUS! Look, I lost a tooth! If you testify for me, I will sue him!"

Barry raised his chin and yelled to this side, resentment and faint excitement, "APLUS, wait to receive my lawyer's letter! Get the check ready! Damn, he earned 30 million last year, you know he How many albums did you buy this year?" He chatted with the white police officer who took the record, but the other party just bowed his head and wrote and ignored him.

"At least five million! Fxxk, I want him to pay a lot of money, a lot of money!" He started calling again, as if consulting a lawyer.

"Cut!" Song Ya laughed at his ugliness.

"It's really you APLUS..."

Another black middle-aged police officer shook his flashlight on Song Ya's face, "I can't remember how many times, NGer is always taken away by the police car at a party attended by a hundred white people, don't you love yourself okay?"

"WTF?" Song Ya was confused by his attitude, "What were you talking about just now?!"

"Don't..." Harry grabbed his clothes, "He should be the kind of black police officer mentioned in NWA's Fxxktha Police. There are many such people in Los Angeles." She whispered.

Song Ya knows that kind of person, probably a low-profile version of BET boss Johnson, similar to the black housekeeper in the white manor house in the plantation era, who is stricter than whites to his compatriots, and always thinks that the black buddies at the bottom are discrediting their own ethnic group , all of them speak in this condescending tone, but when they turn around and face white people, they are very polite.

It seems that NWA did have a life basis for creating that song.

"You hit him?" asked the black officer.

"Yeah, I called." Song Ya didn't want to get entangled with this kind of person, took out her mobile phone, and started looking for the lawyer's phone number.

"You beat him pretty hard." The black police officer wrote down a few notes in his notebook, "Then come with us."

"You can't just take him away, it will be reported by the media." Harley took half a step forward, trying to communicate with the other party, "And APLUS just helped a woman who was attacked, he is not a violent man people."

"Where Is The Love, right? I like this song very much. Before I met you, I thought you were different from those street NGers, but now? Hehe... What a singer sings and what he does are completely different, I Having worked in Hollywood for twenty years, it's not uncommon for someone like you to see APLUS."

This guy talked a lot, "Where is that woman you protected? Is it you Halle Berry, yes, I know you too." Finally he asked something serious.

"It's not me." Ha Li replied, and at the same time Song Ya who was holding back her anger turned her head to look for Xue Linfen. She seemed to be silently following not far away just now, but she was nowhere to be seen now.

A car drives out the door,

Under the light at the gate of the manor, Song Ya recognized that Jennifer Lynch was driving, while Xue Linfen was sitting in the passenger seat, and the car was turning on the turn signal to the other side of the road.

"Fxxk! Bitchi!" Song Ya and her flustered and guilty tears met for a few seconds, and when the car drove around the corner, she was immediately disappointed, anger welled up in her heart, and she gritted her teeth and cursed.

"You shouldn't do it." Harry also saw this scene, "It's all right now..."

"Get in the car, big stars." The black police officer didn't believe it at all, "It won't be too much trouble, you can spend money to settle that white man."

"I won't give him a penny." Song Ya said coldly.

"You will, you are afraid of seeing the newspapers." The black police officer pointed to the opposite side of the street with a pen, where the paparazzi had already bypassed Rick Rubin and several security personnel, and ran to the very front of the road and began to take pictures of this side , "Don't delay, you don't want to see how I enforce it, if you are one of those gangster rap scum, I have started to do it now."

"APLUS, hurry up and solve all this!" Rick Rubin also gave up, ran to Song Ya and said, "Help me, I just arrived in Los Angeles."

"Don't be stubborn, it's not wise." Harley took his arm, "Fxxk!" Song Ya could only lower her head to avoid the reporter's camera, and was dragged by her to the police car, the phone was connected, "Goodman, I……"

"Wait!" Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Song Ya turned her head and saw a woman in a denim jacket appearing from the corner, her blond hair fluttering as she ran, and when the light at the gate of the manor was under the light, it was Xue Linfen's beautiful celebrity face, that's right, It's a pity that the makeup on the face is all spent.

"It was indeed Mr. APLUS who protected me just now." She passed in front of Song Ya with a forced smile and said to the black policeman.

"Ho!" The white police officer over there is not calm this time, he must have recognized Xue Linfen, and many white men will hide her photo at home.

"You bitch..." Barry yelled at her.

"Hey! Be careful!" The white policeman stopped him immediately, "Miss Finn, can you describe the scene?"

"Uh..." Xue Linfen glanced at the reporter who kept pressing the flash in the distance, "This man is my ex-boyfriend, he pestered me at the party and beat me..." She rushed to the side of the two police officers Over the face, showing the bruises on the face.

"I see." The white police officer began to record, "And then? Mr. APLUS helped you teach Mr. Barry a lesson, right?"

"It's not a lesson, it's to stop him. Mr. APLUS appeared in time when he wanted to continue the violence and stopped him." She lied, but she couldn't see the flaws. Hollywood actors still have this basic skill.

Harley shook Song Ya's hand quietly.

"The bitch is lying!" Barry yelled. "I'm going to get the tabloids to expose you!"

"Do you know Mr. APLUS?" the black police officer asked.

"Unfamiliar, uh, we've met before, but haven't talked." She continued to lie.

The two police officers looked at Song Ya, "We came together, and accidentally bumped into him and Miss Finn at the scene." Harley moved closer to show the relationship between the two.

Then everything became 'the truth', "Shut up, scum." The white policeman went back and pushed Barry, who was still cursing, into the car.

"I want to apply to the court for a restraining order, what should I do?" Xue Linfen continued to ask.

"We need a policewoman to do an injury test, Beverly Hills..." He looked up for the house number.

"Uh..." Rick Rubin hesitated to speak.

"Let's go to...." Song Yaduo was clever and reported his address.

"Yes, let's go to his place, I...hehe." Rick Rubin pointed to the interior of the manor where the show was about to end. Many guests had already left the villa and were about to leave.

"Okay." The black police officer reported Song Ya's address to the walkie-talkie, "I'll be there in about five minutes."

"What's wrong with you? APLUS?" Song Ya found out that Goodman, who had been on the phone all the time, was asking anxiously, "It's all right." He hung up the phone, "Old Mike, get out of the car." He called Old Mike again .

"Hey! Don't you have an apology? Compatriots!?" Song Ya shouted to the back of the black police officer.

The other party did not give any response, and they got into the car with the white policeman and escorted Barry away, leaving only a few of them at the door.

"It's okay, Xuelin." Song Ya felt as relieved as possible, "You were very brave just now."

She looked down at the ground and didn't respond.

Old Mike drove the car out, she got into the driver's seat, Song Ya and Harry got into the back seat.

The car was driving on the quiet road in Beverly Hills. The road condition was good, and even tire noise could not be heard, and the car fell into silence.

"I thought you would follow Jennifer Lynch and just leave like this?" Harley took the initiative to say, "APLUS was very angry at the time."

"I'm sorry." The words made her cry again.

Song Ya quickly pinched Hari to prevent her from continuing the chat.

"You?" Harry stared at his face for a while, then looked at Xue Linfen, "You have known each other for a long time, right?"

"Here we are." Very close, the old Mike drove into Song Ya's residence, just in time to meet another police car.

Song Ya opened a guest room and asked the policewoman to go in with her for an injury check.

"You guys have known each other for a long time, right?" Harry sat down with him in the living room, and immediately continued to ask.

"No, she just helped a friend who was auditioning at my record company, and she had a deal with me once." Song Ya didn't lie.

But Harley didn't seem to be fooled so easily, and her eyes were firmly fixed on her.

Unable to hold back, the eyelashes still trembled.

Harley first showed a clear sneer, then slipped into his arms, and never got up, no matter how Song Ya pushed her, it was useless.

"Please keep in touch and cooperate with our follow-up investigation of Miss Finn." The female police officer finished the injury examination and left with her companions.

"Thank you APLUS today, Miss Berry." She came out of the hut, saw the two people who were tired of being together, she turned her head and said, "Uh, can the driver take me home?"

"It's okay, you..."

Song Ya looked at her face. She seemed to have put on her makeup just now, but maybe her mood fluctuated too much, or maybe there was no big mirror in that bedroom, and the side of her face that Barry slapped her was too thickly powdered, and The chromatic aberration on the other side is very obvious, and it looks a bit ridiculous, but I will definitely be able to hold back this time and not be so rude.

"Miss Finn, your makeup..." Harry stood up and gestured to his face.

"What?" She touched her face in a trance.

"Let's go over there." Harry pulled her into the master bedroom.

I love the way you, put it on your eyes

Therose on your face light up the sky

, all of the,

And girl that's fine, but I wanna know do you mind?

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

No makeup today

And girl that's fine, but I wanna know do you mind-mind-mind-mind?

When she was sitting in front of the dressing table and concentrating on tidying up, Song Ya appeared in the mirror.

She stopped for a moment, said nothing, and continued to smear on her face.

"It's good that you are like this now." Song Ya said looking at her in the mirror.

"I'm ashamed today." She put down her powder puff and picked up her eyeliner.

"Why? You just ran into a scum by accident." Song Ya said, "It's not your fault."

"I have dated Prince (Prince) and Johnny Depp, they are very hardworking, I want to find a man who looks reliable, but I did not expect to become the laughing stock of Hollywood. Laugh at me picking men's eyes, laugh at me looking for My boyfriends are not as good as one, they say this is like my stardom in Hollywood, and, and my face that fades day by day..."

She seemed calm, but at the end she shook her hand inadvertently, so she quickly dropped the eyeliner again, dipped it in makeup remover with a wet wipe, and wiped it carefully around the corners of her eyes.

Song Ya held her non-moving hand and pressed it down gently, the thick powder on her face was wiped away, revealing the bruises underneath.

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She was still held by Song Ya by hand, without any resistance, she just looked at her face in the mirror.

"You are very brave today, that's enough. I heard Yeremov talk about your persistence in Hollywood. I think I can agree with and understand you. Those mocking words with distorted values ​​are very ridiculous and not worth laughing at. Of course I know no one can ignore those overwhelming rumors, but I still want to say, you are beautiful now, you are beautiful without makeup, and you are beautiful with bruises on your face..."

Song Ya used her index finger to remove the mist that had just risen from the corner of her eyes.

Andyouain't gotta get drunk to have fun

Youain't gotta get drunk to have fun

Andyouain't gotta get drunk to have fun

Youain't gotta get drunk to have fun

I love the way you, put it on your eyes

Therose on your face light up the sky

, all of the,

And girl that's fine, but I wanna know do you mind?

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

Nomakeup today-day-day-day-day-day

No makeup today

And girl that's fine, but I wanna know do you mind-mind-mind-mind?