Sister Junhua got up in the middle of the night to drink water. Seeing that the light was still on in the guest room where Xia Yanxi rested, she knocked on the door.
Xia Yanxi stood up and opened the door. When she saw Sister Junhua, she scratched her hair and said with a slightly stiff expression, "I just returned home and am still suffering from jet lag."
"Yan Xi, can I come in and chat with you for a while?"
Xia Yanxi stepped aside and nodded, "Okay!"
Sister Junhua picked up a few wads of paper thrown on the ground and saw the costume design drafts drawn on them. She said in admiration, "I didn't expect you to leave the entertainment industry and go to fashion design. But when you endorsed When I was doing DY clothing, I felt that you were very talented in this area, and even Director Zhuo, who was always very demanding, was fascinated by you."
Xia Yanxi sat on the bed, holding her slender calves with her hands and resting her chin on her knees. Thinking of the past, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Director Zhuo later found out that I was Mrs. Qiao, and he was very frightened. "Hearing the words Mrs. Qiao come out of her own mouth, the sourness in her heart deepened. Soon, I'm afraid she will give way!
Sister Junhua did not miss the flash of sadness in Xia Yanxi's eyes. She was happy when she first returned to China, but suddenly she became in a bad mood, presumably because of Mr. Qiao. Thinking of the beautiful woman she saw in Mr. Qiao's office in the morning, Sister Junhua frowned. Could it be that Yan Xi went to Qiao's
"Yan Xi, although I don't know what happened between you and Mr. Qiao two years ago, but since you plan to return to him, you should trust his character. I think if there is any misunderstanding, it is best to make it clear in person."
Xia Yanxi knew that Sister Junhua was right, and she wouldn't care if she saw another woman next to him. But that woman is Mengyao.
Thinking of Mengyao holding his arm and him holding her slender shoulders, Xia Yanxi's chest felt as if there was a ball of cotton stuck in it, making her feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
"Sister Junhua, don't worry, I'm fine..." No matter how painful and uncomfortable it is, don't we still have to live a normal life
Sister Junhua stepped forward and patted Xia Yanxi's shoulder gently, "Stop thinking so wildly and go to bed early. We have to walk the red carpet tomorrow night!"
Xia Yanxi smiled and nodded, "Okay."
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Early the next morning, Xia Yanxi's cell phone rang.
When she saw Qiao Yanli's call, she felt mixed feelings. She didn't know whether to answer it or not.
She promised him last time in Italy that no matter how hard the old lady made things, she would never leave again. But she never expected that besides the old lady, there was also Mengyao. Maybe Mengyao wouldn't pick on her like the old lady, but her appearance in her and his life was already a thorn in his side.
The phone rang for a long time, but Xia Yanxi didn't answer it.
He didn't go to the airport to pick her up, and he was still very close to Mengyao. She was not the Virgin, so she couldn't pretend that nothing happened.
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Sister Junhua made breakfast herself. After the two of them finished eating, Sister Junhua said to Xia Yanxi, "Did you bring your dress back?"
The dresses in Chu Yanran's studio were all custom-made. Xia Yanxi came back in a hurry and didn't bring them with her, "I'll go to the mall to buy one later."
"I'll accompany you."
"good."
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Arriving at a large shopping mall, Xia Yanxi and Sister Junhua walked into a brand flagship store.
Sister Junhua took a light blue dress and handed it to Xia Yanxi, "This one is pretty good, Yan Xi, go and try it on."
Xia Yanxi took the dress into the changing room.