As a fledgling designer, she is of course very interested in Fashion Week!
"Well, I checked the environment over there, and it's a beautiful city. There are many interesting places, and I'm bored by myself, so you can play around with me when you go." Mi Lan continued.
"Okay, I'll go with you!" Upon hearing Mi Lan say this, Song Wen agreed without even thinking about it.
"Then it's settled. You can send me your identity information later, and I'll ask my assistant to book a ticket for you... I'll send someone to pick you up at your door tomorrow."
"No need, Miss Mi Lan, I... don't live at home now." Song Wen paused for a moment when Mi Lan said that someone would pick her up, and then he hesitated to explain.
"Don't you live with Jiamu?" Mi Lan's tone was full of surprise.
"I moved out, and now I'm living with...friends." Speaking of this, Song Wenxin suddenly thought of Jiang Beihan, and the restraining order he gave her...
If he doesn't let her go, then even if she agrees to Mi Lan, she won't be able to get out!
Thinking about it, she gritted her teeth in annoyance!
"So that's the case, then you can send me the address, and I will pick you up in person tomorrow, how about it?" Mi Lan smiled eloquently.
"Well, I'll call you again tonight." Song Wenxin nodded and replied.
"Okay, that's okay, then let's do this first, I have a show later, so I need to prepare."
"Goodbye, Miss Mi Lan."
After hanging up the phone, Song Wenxin was stunned for a while, his face was full of sadness...
Sister Mi Lan said she would take her out to play together, of course she wanted to.
However, Jiang Beihan didn't intend to lift her ban at all...
...
In the afternoon, study in the villa.
Song Wenxin took a pot of cut fruits and brewed coffee, walked carefully to the door of the study, and knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Beihan questioned from inside.
"It's me..." Song Wenxin replied softly.
"Come in!" As soon as her voice fell, Jiang Beihan let her in.
Song Wenxin hurriedly reached out to push the door open, and walked in with a tray.
When she entered, Jiang Beihan was having a video conference.
Song Wenxin didn't dare to speak out, but stood aside with a tray.
"Today's meeting ends here!" Jiang Beihan glanced at her, then turned his gaze back to the screen, and ordered.
Immediately afterwards, he turned off the video, then turned to look at her, and looked at Song Wenxin carefully.
This woman suddenly became so well-behaved, and he was really surprised to bring her fruit!
"Well... you're thirsty, I made coffee for you." Seeing him looking at him, Song Wenxin grinned quickly, then put down the tray doggy-leggedly, picked up the coffee and handed it to her.
Hearing this, Jiang Beihan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the cup of coffee in her hand, which was meaningful.
"What did you put in the coffee this time?" He frowned at her and asked suddenly.
She poured coffee for him twice, one time with a lot of sugar, and the other time with a lot of salt!
"I didn't put anything this time, it's absolutely pure coffee, I promise!!" Being questioned by him, Song Wenxin quickly explained.
She swears... she definitely didn't put anything weird in her coffee this time!
Seeing this, Jiang Beihan didn't continue to say anything, but reached out to take the cup of coffee.