Jing Boyuan slowed down the speed of the car slowly, turned his head and kissed Ye Qingxin's lips, and immediately turned his attention back to the road conditions.
Ye Qingxin hugged his arm, not distracting him anymore.
His eyes fell on the overcoat on his body, which was the one she bought for him yesterday. The deep and formal style made this man more and more stable.
"You look so good in this dress." Ye Qingxin reached out and grabbed the buttons on the coat, playing with them boredly.
I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect of buying this dress, but the more Ye Qingxin looks at Jing Boyuan, the more she feels that this dress suits him.
Jing Boyuan's right arm was held by Ye Qingxin, and his hands intertwined with Ye Qingxin's fingers, and he smiled when he heard this.
"Boyuan, I'm going to Shanghai for Christmas tomorrow, and I may be back in four or five days." Ye Qingxin said suddenly thinking of going to Shanghai to participate in the semi-finals for young fashion designers.
Jing Boyuan held her little hand tightly, and said in a steady voice, "Just do your best."
These words made him look like a magnanimous elder who would not be too demanding on the younger generation.
Ye Qingxin somewhat enjoys this way of getting along, he is like a mentor, like an elder, like a big tree, and she is like a small grass under his feet, quietly growing under the peaceful sky propped up by him.
"Boyuan."
"Um."
"I love you."
This was the first time Ye Qingxin said these three words.
Just at the red light, Jing Boyuan stopped the car, turned around and lifted Ye Qingxin's chin, and responded with a deep French kiss.
Ye Qingxin gradually sank in his kisses, the masculinity exuded from him was just right, with a charming charm that made people attracted involuntarily.
The car stopped at No. 8 courtyard of Nanshan Villa.
Ye Qingxin understood what he meant, didn't say anything, quietly followed him into the villa, took a bath quietly and waited for him on the bed.
Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, she suddenly remembered what Dou Wei'er said yesterday about parting ways, she wanted to laugh, but was a little shy.
From the first time they had each other to now, Ye Qingxin couldn't remember how many times they had done it. Sometimes she was inconvenient, and he could use other ways to get relief from her, refreshing her understanding of the relationship between men and women again and again.
She even did such shameful and ridiculous things for him.
But even though they had been honest with each other many times, she would still be ashamed to do that kind of thing with him, every time she dared not look at the man's body, even if she looked at it, it was just a quick glance.
Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin was both sweet and nervous.
About ten minutes later, Jing Boyuan came out of the bathroom, wearing navy blue men's pajamas, wiping his hair with a towel in his hand, his eyes fell on Ye Qingxin who was sitting on the bedside, her hair was still wet, and his deep eyes glided through helplessness.
"Why don't you wipe your hair"
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that her hair was still wet, she pursed her lips, and said nothing.
Can she say that she is so preoccupied with what is about to happen that she forgets about her hair
Suddenly the light in front of him dimmed.
Jing Boyuan sat on the edge of the bed, and covered her head with the towel in his hand, blocking her view, it was a little dark in front of her eyes, only a hazy layer of white.
The man's hands gently rubbed her head.
Ye Qingxin raised her small face slightly, enjoying such gentle service. The man's strength was moderate, and his fingertips brushed her skin, making her heart throb and moved.
She didn't know how attractive her eyes and eyebrows were covered, her face was slightly raised, and her lips were slightly parted.
The shape of her lips is beautiful, without using a lip pencil to draw, the lines are clear, the peaks and valleys of the lips, the lip beads are prominent and delicate, the lips are plump, tender and moist, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and it looks like a smile even if you don't smile.
Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on the lips that were close at hand. Those lips seemed to be able to speak, and kept saying to him, come and kiss me, come and kiss me.
Ye Qingxin noticed that he stopped what he was doing, but she couldn't see his expression, she frowned, and reached out to pull off the towel covering her head.
The white towel slipped from her eyes, and her sight regained its freedom. She saw the man's magnified handsome face, and she saw her own shadow in those deep and dark pupils.
The next moment, the man's thin lips covered hers, kissed from the corner of his lips to the bead of his lips, and gently sucked the bead of the lip, Ye Qingxin gently closed her eyes, clasped her hands on his shoulders, and tightly grasped the material of his pajamas, which was made of pure cotton and very soft to the touch.
Her body gradually softened, as if even her bones were softened, her heart beat faster and faster, and Ye Qingxin was supported by Jing Boyuan's hands so that she did not slip from his arms.
This is probably love.
No matter how many times the two kissed, every time, Ye Qingxin was as nervous and sweet as the first kiss.
The wet tip of the tongue slid across Ye Qingxin's delicate skin, and their love came naturally.
I still remember the first time I saw Jing Boyuan. This man was sitting on the main seat, accepting flattery and compliments from others, which was unattainable to her. He was so serious that she unconsciously restrained her hands and feet in front of him and respected him as an elder. Who would have thought that one day, they would do such a thing in the same room and on the same bed.
Put yourself in the hands of the other party without reservation and completely.
This side is full of affection and sweetness, but the other side is not so happy.
Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan left, Gu Jiao reached out and snatched the red wine bottle from Zhao Youjia's hand, and directly poured wine into her mouth.
She has been suppressed for too long.
Due to her personality, she couldn't make her love for Jing Boyuan known to everyone like Yu Qingyou. While she liked that man, she was also afraid of him. Every time she saw him, she didn't even dare to look at him a few more times. His eyes made her shudder inexplicably.
Every time she saw Ye Qingxin getting along with Jing Boyuan, she always wondered if she was too timid. If she wasn't so afraid of him and could let go of him a little, maybe she would have won his favor long ago.
"Jiaojiao, stop drinking." Zhao Youjia snatched the wine bottle from Gu Jiao's hand again distressedly, called the waiter to pay the bill, got up and hugged Gu Jiao, and took her to the restaurant to take out.
Stuffing Gu Jiao into the co-pilot, and helping her fasten her seat belt, Zhao Youjia slammed the car door, walked around the rear of the car and entered the driver's cab.
As soon as he got in, the co-pilot undid his seat belt at some point, and rushed over to hug him. The strong smell of alcohol lingered at the tip of his nose. He really felt the smell was unpleasant, and even made his heart throb.
A twenty-six-year-old little woman has the tenderness of a little girl and the maturity of a woman. She is not the kind of person who looks amazing at a glance. She is not overwhelming, but her facial features are good-looking and not ugly.
"Jiaojiao, sit down, I'll take you home." Zhao Youjia pushed her away even though he was a little greedy for the warmth and soft jade in his arms.
"I'm not going home." Gu Jiao's voice choked up. "When I go home, my mother will definitely ask me if I saw him tonight, if I had dinner with him, and if I have made any progress with him. Just like me, what progress can I make with him? He has a beautiful woman in his arms, and it doesn't matter to me at all."
Tonight, Huang Weijuan asked Gu Jiao to go to Bowei to find Jing Boyuan and ask him out for dinner, but she just found out at noon that Jing Boyuan was so disgusted with marrying her, so she dared to come here to humiliate her.
"However, I sat at the same table with him, so my mother's wish has been fulfilled."
Gu Jiao's mind was confused, she put her arms around Zhao Youjia's neck, and said in a regretful tone: "Brother, you are so kind to me, if you are so kind to him, even if there is no love, I will be satisfied with family affection."
Zhao Youjia put more strength on Gu Jiao's arm, and said in a low voice with complicated emotions, "Jiaojiao"
"I'm not going home, I'll go to your place to take refuge tonight, okay?" Gu Jiao raised her face, her face was full of tears, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were full of drunkenness. In Zhao Youjia's eyes, she looked a little pitiful, but also a little seductive.
The relationship between the two has always been close. It's not that Gu Jiao didn't spend the night at Zhao Youjia's house. She only regarded him as the eldest brother and lived with peace of mind, but he often suffered double the torment.
Zhao Youjia rubbed Gu Jiao's head, his eyes were full of love and indulgence, "Okay."
Thirty minutes later, the car drove into the gate of the boutique housing complex.
As the stamina of the red wine increased, Gu Jiao's mind became more and more confused.
Zhao Youjia got out of the car and pulled Gu Jiao out of the car. Gu Jiao's feet were weak, and Zhao Youjia caught her falling body in time.
She looked up, the scene in front of her was a little blurry, maybe it was an illusion, the more she looked at the man holding her in front of her, the more she felt like the man she liked in her heart.
She closed her eyes and shook her head, then opened her eyes again, the scene was still blurry, but the man in front of her looked more like Jing Boyuan.
She seemed to hear Jing Boyuan calling her: "Jiaojiao"
The voice was the most beautiful she had ever heard before.
She laughed slowly, and hugged the waist of the man in front of her, her voice full of joy and joy: "It's you, do you know that I like you or not, it's not like, it's love, I love you"
Gu Jiao felt the man's body startled slightly, and raised her head to kiss the long-awaited lips.
Zhao Youjia didn't expect that she would do this, and felt the soft lips rolling on his lips in a daze, and felt the wet tip of her tongue slipping across the crack of his lips.
His rationality was telling him that he should immediately push away the little woman in front of him who didn't know what he was doing, but his body, rationally, pressed Gu Jiao on the car body first, with one arm around her waist, and the other hand clasping the back of her head.
This scene, seen by anyone who knows their relationship, will be a disaster.
But at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to care about anything. The little woman in his arms, he had loved deeply for many years, and had dreamed back countless times at midnight, and he longed for this moment.
The two bodies hugged each other and entered the bedroom, Zhao Youjia pressed her on the bed, kissed her collarbone passionately and eagerly, sliding her hands up against her skin, easily picking off her clothes.
The man's palms were dry and hot, and his movements were a little rough, which brought a novel feeling to Gu Jiao. She opened her blurred eyes and looked at the man on her body. Even though she was in a blur of consciousness, she still felt sweet. It was true that the wine was strong and cowardly. She was no longer afraid of this man who made her dare not look directly at him. She hugged his head and asked him loudly: "Bo Yuan, you love me too, don't you?"
The word Boyuan is like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the desire in Zhao Youjia's eyes.
He raised his head and looked into Gu Jiao's eyes, which were full of admiration, but not for him.
If he really wants her tonight, I'm afraid the relationship between the two will come to an end.
Pulling away from her body, Zhao Youjia looked down at Gu Jiao condescendingly for a moment, stretched out his hand to pull her clothes up, covered her with the quilt, and coaxed her softly, "Go to sleep."
Gu Jiao took his hand, "You accompany me."
Zhao Youjia smiled: "Okay."
It was windy outside, and the air flow shuttled between the tall buildings, making a whistling wind.
Jing Boyuan was extraordinarily gentle tonight, his movements were light and slow, and Ye Qingxin also enjoyed such a long-flowing affair.
After taking a shower, Ye Qingxin drank a cup of hot milk and nestled in Jing Boyuan's arms. The lights were turned off, her vision was limited, and her hearing was particularly sensitive.
The wind howling ghosts outside were howling like wolves, which was a bit scary.
Fortunately, the embrace beside her made her feel at ease, and in a daze, she seemed to hear her cell phone ringing.
Before she had time to open her eyes, she felt her embrace suddenly leave, the coolness hit her back, and the warm quilt wrapped her tightly, and then a light flashed in front of her eyes, Jing Boyuan didn't speak, and was silent for a while, before he said: "She's asleep."
After a short while, he said again: "Mr. Wen is an adult, not an ignorant child. You don't need others to teach you what to do and what not to do. Calling someone else's fiancee in the middle of the night and talking nonsense is not something an adult would do. If you really don't know what you can't do, I don't mind finding someone to teach Mr. Wen about etiquette and integrity."
The man's voice was deep and mellow, with a hint of hoarseness that had just disappeared from drowsiness, and his tone was full of oppression, like a strict teacher educating students, and there was also a hint of warning.
Ye Qingxin didn't know what Wen Zeyan said over there, but Jing Boyuan brought out the etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame, so it probably wasn't a good thing.
After closing the line, Ye Qingxin heard a slight ringing of the mobile phone on the bedside table. She closed her eyes and wisely chose to pretend to be asleep.
She could feel the gaze of the man behind her on her body, which made the back of her neck numb for no reason. After a while, she couldn't bear the sight behind her, turned over, pretended to be sleepy and moved towards Jing Boyuan's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and buried her face in his arms.
the other side.
Wen Zeyan hung up the phone, and Lu Jie quickly asked him, "How is it that Xinxin said something soft?"
There was a moment of silence.
Wen Zeyan glanced at Lu Jie, "She didn't pick it up."
Lu Jie was stunned, "It's not that Xinxin picked her up." Suddenly she thought of something, she was surprised and said: "Jing Boyuan picked them up and they lived together. Didn't the newspaper say that Jing Boyuan was going to marry the daughter of the Liangyan Group? Why is Xinxin still living with her?"
Wen Zeyan didn't say anything, all he could think about was Ye Qingxin's cognition of sleeping on Jing Boyuan's bed, this cognition made his whole heart burn with pain.
Back then, he felt that Ye Qingxin was so beautiful and pure that it was impossible to find in the world, even hugging her would be considered profane, let alone kissing her.
Or maybe it was because she was underage and he couldn't do it.
Now, the girl he was reluctant to touch is now in another man's bed. This kind of gap makes him unable to let her go.
Men probably have this kind of inferiority, the more they can't get it, the more they miss it.
Ye Qingxin woke up the next day, and Jing Boyuan greeted her with a cup of hot milk.
Thinking that recently, as long as she stays overnight at Nanshan Villa, Jing Boyuan will warm her a glass of milk sooner or later.
Ye Qingxin's heart is sweet, and the milky smell of milk turns into sweetness.
After breakfast, Jing Boyuan sent her to the dormitory to pick up her luggage, and then went to Pear to sample clothes. This time Ye Qingxin participated in the competition as a designer of Paer Studio, and Connie sent her design assistant Zhang Hanhan to be her assistant.
The cnno youth fashion designer competition is not only well-known in China, but also in the international fashion industry. Ye Qingxin has the label of paer on her body, which is also promoting paer and increasing its popularity.
The transportation and accommodation expenses this time were borne by the organizer, but the organizer only provided the cheapest transportation and accommodation expenses. Connie also compensated Ye Qingxin a little, and asked Zhang Hanhan to book a standard room in a five-star hotel and an air ticket for her.
Zhang Hanhan is a senior, one year older than Ye Qingxin. He just came out for an internship. When he heard that he was going on a business trip to Shanghai, he seemed very excited. He chattered endlessly when he carried his suitcase downstairs.
This state continued until I got into the car, and then stopped abruptly.
The man in the driver's seat had a strong aura, even though he just nodded slightly at her politely, it made her feel restrained.
That is the invisible oppressive force from the superior.
When he arrived at the airport, Jing Boyuan told Ye Qingxin a few words of concern, watched her pass through the security check, and disappeared before his eyes before leaving the terminal and drove to the company.
waiting room.
Zhang Hanhan's eyes were full of curiosity, "Xinxin, that's who you are, you look very powerful."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "He is my uncle."
"Really, your uncle seems to care about you." Zhang Hanhan changed the subject, "Is he married?"
Ye Qingxin shook her head, "Not yet."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
Seeing Zhang Hanhan's interested expression, Ye Qingxin drooped her eyelashes and said without changing her expression: "His sexual orientation is a bit different from others, and he doesn't have a girlfriend."
"" Zhang Hanhan's eyes widened.
That man looks very nice, actually
Pity.
Ye Qingxin smiled and said nothing more.
The phone rang suddenly.
He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, a text message came in, he opened it, it was from Jing Boyuan, there were only four words.
all the best.
The care of a mature man is simple and ordinary, but it makes people palpitate.
Ye Qingxin bit her lower lip, her eyes were shining brightly, her heart was beautiful, and there was a sense of happiness that was cared for by others in her heart.
Just about to put away the phone, after thinking about it, she unlocked the screen again and edited a message for Jing Boyuan.
I missed you as soon as we parted.
Click Send.
"Hello, can I sit here?" A clean and pleasant male voice rang above Ye Qingxin's head.
Ye Qingxin raised her head and saw a clean young man's face. She glanced at the empty space beside her and said nothing.
This is a public place, and everyone has the right to sit in any vacant seat. There is no need to ask for other people's opinions. This man is obviously trying to strike up a conversation.
Seeing her so indifferent, the man didn't like it.
He didn't mind, just sat down, and after a while, he asked her: "Are you going to Shanghai?"
Ye Qingxin ignored it, turned to Zhang Hanhan and said, "You are looking at something here, I'll go and call my boyfriend."
After saying that, he ignored the strange man next to him, got up and went directly to the bathroom.
Come out again, the man has already left.
When Zhang Hanhan saw her, he smiled and said, "Didn't you see how ugly that person just now is, he looks like a dog, and he wants to go crazy when he sees a beautiful woman. I think he is also a gentle scum."
When it comes to gentle scum, Ye Qingxin somehow thinks of Lou Liangchen, and Lou Liangchen also looks personable and refined
The plane takes off at ten o'clock.
It landed at Shanghai Pudong Airport on time at 12:25.
Coming out of the airport, Ye Qingxin felt uncomfortable in the damp and cold air, the damp cold penetrated directly into the bones of people, and the sky was gloomy.
She and Zhang Hanhan had lunch and went to the reserved hotel. The hotel was near the rematch venue. The two of them rested in the room for over an hour. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Qingxin received a confirmation call from the organizer and informed her to go to the rehearsal at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
It started to rain in Shanghai at night.
In the room, Ye Qingxin even felt that damp discomfort.
Although Ye Qingxin is from the south, she is still not used to this kind of humid environment. Ever since she was a child, she disliked the rainy weather the most.
At 8:30 the next morning, she and Zhang Hanhan took the samples to the Mercedes-Benz Cultural Center.
As soon as Ye Qingxin entered the backstage, she saw two familiar faces. Gu Jiao was not surprised. On Christmas Eve, she said she would come to the competition, but another Wen Zehui, Wen Zeyan's younger sister, gave her a sense of surprise.
There was a shortlist announced online, Ye Qingxin only looked at the shortlisted works, but she didn't look carefully at the names of the contestants.
"Xinxin." Gu Jiao greeted Ye Qingxin as if nothing had happened.
Ye Qingxin replied politely and distantly: "Sister Jiaojiao."
Wen Zehui glanced at her as if he didn't know her, and continued to do his own thing.
Ye Qingxin smiled, and pretended that she didn't know her. Before, Wen Zehui had a little prejudice against Ye Qingxin, so Ye Qingxin naturally wouldn't use her hot face to stick someone else's cold ass.
The staff identified Ye Qingxin's identity and assigned her five models. The heights of the models recruited for this competition were not much different, most of them were between 177 and 179.
According to the different temperaments presented by the models, Ye Qingxin distributed her five samples to them to wear.
"How do you feel?" Ye Qingxin asked after the five people came out of the changing room.
Three of them are pretty good, but they are a little tight and stuck. The clothes to be displayed are the best if they are worn on models, and they won’t lose their shape after wearing them several times.
The other two said they were comfortable to wear.
Ye Qingxin frowned, and used a pin to close the shoulders, waist, hips and chest of the two, and asked again: "So?"
"It's a little tight." The slightly taller model said.
"That's it." Ye Qingxin said, "I have to change the size tonight."
The size was taken for the two of them, and someone in front came to inform the model to go to the runway for rehearsal.
The models had been rehearsing here for a few days before the designers arrived, and now it was just a matter of trying on samples to achieve the effect.
There are 50 shortlisted designers this time, 30 from China, and 20 from all over the world with different skin colors, most of them are under 30 years old.
Ye Qingxin and Zhang Hanhan followed the crowd to watch the model catwalk.
The theme of this competition is tolerance, and the runway design fits the theme, with the pure blue of the ocean as the background color, in line with the old saying that the sea is full of rivers, and tolerance is the greatest.
Each designer carried four or five pieces of work, a total of nearly 250 samples, and the whole rehearsal took about three hours.
Watching the show for such a long time will inevitably cause visual fatigue. No matter how excellent the clothes are, they may not be able to arouse the interest of buyers. The event manager divided the runway show into five sessions, three on the 27th and two on the 28th.
Ye Qingxin's work is scheduled for the first show tomorrow morning, let's start.
Generally, the clothes that start the fashion show are more eye-catching. This kind of arrangement has a special meaning.
As soon as Ye Qingxin's sample clothes came out, she clearly heard a slight exclamation from below.
She smiled, not proud of it, but happy after all, she spent a lot of effort on this design.
After the rehearsal was over, Ye Qingxin and Zhang Hanhan went to find a nearby restaurant for dinner, and they had to rehearse again in the afternoon to make the final confirmation.
The waiter led the two of them to sit down in the vacant seats, ordered food, and while waiting for the food, Gu Jiao came over, followed by two young girls who looked like assistants.
Ye Qingxin nodded politely at her as a greeting.
After eating, when returning, Gu Jiao followed Ye Qingxin from behind, "Xinxin, I'm sorry."
Ye Qingxin turned her head and said to Zhang Hanhan: "You go back first, and before the rehearsal begins, change the size of the sample garment according to the tightness of my pins. If you can't finish the change, we will continue when we go back tonight."
Although Zhang Hanhan's experience is inexperienced, he knows how to judge the situation. He knew in his heart that the two of them had something to say in a whisper, so he responded tactfully: "Okay." He walked away quickly and left.
After she left, Ye Qingxin tightened her collar. It rained last night, but today's weather is still gloomy, the wind is strong, and the air is cold and humid.
Ye Qingxin looked at Gu Jiao, and responded to her previous words: "Sister Jiaojiao, you don't need to apologize, I don't think there is anything wrong with you, you have the right to like anyone, it's just a coincidence that the person you like is already my fiancé, you don't owe me anything, but we can't be friends either."
"If you apologize, you want me to forgive you and continue to be friends with you, then I'm sorry. I don't blame you, but I can't get along with you friendly. If you said this just to make yourself comfortable and didn't want my answer, then you have finished. I hope we will see you again in the future. We only maintain a nodding friendship. If it is not necessary, I don't think we are suitable for talking."
After Gu Jiao finished speaking, the smile on her face faded a little, "Do you know that Grandpa Jing wants me to get engaged to Bo Yuan on New Year's Day?"
Ye Qingxin was slightly taken aback.
Gu Jiao keenly caught the change in her face, knowing that she didn't know, she smiled slowly, "Bo Yuan didn't tell you."
Ye Qingxin's face quickly returned to normal, and she said with a smile, "Congratulations first." After a pause, she smiled meaningfully, "I wish you a successful engagement."
During the rehearsal in the afternoon, Ye Qingxin was obviously out of shape.
Back at the hotel in the evening, Zhang Hanhan was busy resizing the remaining sample. Although she had just practiced, she was still good at her hands, and her needlework was excellent.
Ye Qingxin stood by the window, overlooking the bustling and bright Shanghai at night, but what Gu Jiao told her at noon was in her mind.
They are getting engaged on New Year's Day.
new year's day
The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and there was no heating in the capital to keep the room warm. Ye Qingxin felt a little cold and hugged her arms tightly.
The phone rang suddenly.
She took out her cell phone and checked, it was Jing Boyuan's call.
Ye Qingxin answered and said "Hello" as usual.
"What are you doing?" The man's voice was low.
Ye Qingxin replied quietly: "You are looking at the bustling commercial scene in Shanghai, you are still outside"
The commotion over there could be faintly heard on the phone.
Jing Boyuan didn't deny it, but instead said: "I've been tired all day, go to bed earlier."
Ye Qingxin let out a "huh" and stretched out her hand to draw on the glass boredly. When she finished drawing, she found that she had written a blog word.
With a heartbeat, she said, "Gu Jiao is also here to participate in the competition."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, patiently waiting for her next words.
"She said that you and her will get engaged on New Year's Day"
Jing Boyuan chuckled, "I'm jealous"
Ye Qingxin bit her lip, and after a long time, curled her lips, and said, "I don't want to tell you, I want to take a shower and go to bed."
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Jing Boyuan's voice came again, "Trust me."
He didn't explain too much, and he didn't give any specific promises. The simple three words seemed to contain thousands of words of comfort, which made Ye Qing feel at ease.
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin's mood was not as heavy as before. Jing Boyuan didn't tell her before, probably because he didn't want her to think too much. She believed that he could solve those messy things.
The palm of his hand slowly stroked his lower abdomen, and a look of sadness flashed across his eyes.
If it weren't for that accident, they wouldn't have become so difficult.
"Xinxin, it's done." Zhang Hanhan unfolded the resized sample clothes and happily said to Ye Qingxin: "It's not bad, isn't it?"
Ye Qingxin went over to have a look, and found that the stitches were even and moderately dense, which was really good.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Hanhan said: "It's nothing, this is what I should do."
Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door outside.
Zhang Hanhan went to open the door, Ye Qingxin put the sample clothes in the box, took out the pajamas from her suitcase, and prepared to take a shower and sleep.
At the door, Zhang Hanhan opened the door a crack, "You are"
"Is Ye Qingxin here?"
Ye Qingxin was startled when she heard the voice, it was Wen Zeyan, why did he come here
"Xinxin, someone is looking for you at the door." Zhang Hanhan yelled into the room, pulling the door all the way.
Ye Qingxin: ""
It was too late to avoid, she put down the pajamas in her hand, walked to the door, looked at Wen Zeyan alienatedly, frowned slightly, "I have something to do"
Seeing her indifference, Wen Zeyan had hurt in her eyes, and immediately smiled and handed over a bouquet of roses in her hand, "Xinxin, I didn't have time to give you anything for Christmas last night."
Ye Qingxin suddenly felt impatience, "Wen Zeyan, what exactly do I need to say before you can see the reality?"
"Xinxin, I really want to treat you well and make up for you"
"I don't need your love and compensation. Your wife is seriously ill. I heard that she will die soon. Don't say she is not dead yet. Even if she is dead, I will not be with you. A man like you insults the word "thinness". Do you think I would like a man who chases after another woman with flowers when his wife is seriously ill?"
Wen Zeyan's face changed slightly.
"Go back. You should spend more time with your wife in the few days left. After all, she gave birth to a son for you. Don't come to me again. This is the last time. Next time, I will call the police directly."
Bang
The door to the room closes.
Zhang Hanhan looked curious and gossip, "Who is he?"
Ye Qingxin said blankly, "A friend." After a pause, she suddenly thought of something, staring at Zhang Hanhan for a moment, "What did you talk about with Wen Zehui today?"
This afternoon, when she was going to the bathroom, she accidentally saw Zhang Hanhan and Wen Zehui talking outside the bathroom, they seemed to be familiar with each other.
"It's nothing, I just chatted about some ordinary things." Zhang Hanhan said: "I didn't expect that she was actually my senior sister, and the dormitory where I lived in the past happened to be the dormitory I live in now."
"You told her our address," Ye Qingxin guessed.
Zhang Hanhan frankly admitted that she didn't realize there was anything wrong with her doing so, "Yes, she also told me her address, but she works as a designer for a small clothing company, and the company didn't provide her with extra accommodation and transportation expenses. She lives with her assistant in an express hotel not far from here, and she envies me very much."
Ye Qingxin looked at Zhang Hanhan for a moment and said, "In the future, pay attention to keeping a little distance from her. I don't care how you get along in private, but now is the critical time of the competition. It's always good to avoid suspicion."
With the lessons learned from being tampered with last time, Ye Qingxin naturally needs to be more careful this time.
Zhang Hanhan understood what she meant and nodded in response.
The runway show on the 27th starts at half past nine.
Ye Qingxin got up early in the morning to pack up, and took a taxi with Zhang Hanhan to the cultural center with the suitcases.
With the experience from last time, Ye Qingxin seemed much more comfortable this time. It was close to nine o'clock, and the auditorium was gradually filled with buyers from all over the world, fashion magazine editors, fashion bloggers, fashion photographers, and some fashion lovers. It seemed that the scene was quite grand.
The runway music that Ye Qingxin chose was relatively gentle, which complemented the feeling presented by her clothing.
As soon as her models appeared under the catwalk lights in her clothes, she heard a slight sigh from the audience.
Such a response is undoubtedly a good one.
"Xinxin, I think you." Zhang Hanhan's joy was beyond words, and he was about to say something, but before he finished speaking, Wen Zehui, who was supposed to appear in the afternoon, suddenly rushed into the backstage.
"Ye Qingxin..." She rushed directly in front of Ye Qingxin, and said in a bad tone, "Come out, I have something to ask you."
Looking at her aggressive appearance, it seems that something happened.
However, Ye Qingxin felt that she and she had nothing to say behind her back, so she said, "If you have anything to say, just say it here. I will go on stage to explain my design later."
Wen Zehui stared at her fiercely for a while, then lowered his voice and asked her, "My brother went to look for you last night."
Ye Qingxin did not deny it.
"He was beaten on the way back, does it have anything to do with you?"
After hearing Wen Zehui's words, Ye Qingxin was slightly startled.
Wen Zeyan was beaten
For some reason, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that Jing Boyuan helped her answer Wen Zeyan's phone call on Christmas Eve, and said that if you really don't know what you can't do, I don't mind finding someone to teach Mr. Wen about etiquette, righteousness and shame. After thinking about it, it was impossible. Wen Zeyan came to Shanghai to look for her, and Jing Boyuan was far away in the capital, how could he know
Ye Qingxin categorically denied, "No."
Wen Zehui stared at Ye Qingxin's eyes, her eyes were about to burst into flames, she had always had a close relationship with Wen Zeyan, now that Wen Zeyan was lying in the hospital, she felt quite uncomfortable.
"Even if it has nothing to do with you, my brother is in the hospital now and his body is covered with injuries. You know how he treated you before, and you also know what he is thinking now. He is in Renji Hospital. I hope you can visit him in the afternoon."
What she said was strange. In the past, she didn't like Ye Qingxin the least, and she also objected to Wen Zeyan and Ye Qingxin being together. In the past, at times like this, she definitely wished that Ye Qingxin would stay far away, but this was the first time she had asked Ye Qingxin to get close to Wen Zeyan.
Ye Qingxin's heart moved slightly, as if thinking of some possibility, she bluntly refused: "Because of his current thoughts, I can't even go to see him." After the show was over, someone came to inform the designer that he was going to go on stage to explain the work, and someone called Ye Qingxin's name. Ye Qingxin responded, ignored Wen Zehui, turned and walked away.
Wen Zehui looked at her back with uncertain eyes.
At noon yesterday, she called Wen Zeyan, who was picked up by Lu Jie. She complained to Lu Jie that she met someone she hated.
When Lu Jie found out that it was Ye Qingxin, she seemed very excited, and asked her to help find out where Ye Qingxin lived, and immediately asked Wen Zeyan to find Ye Qingxin. Just now, she promised to give her half of the money left to Kaikai, as long as she helped Wen Zeyan chase Ye Qingxin.
Wen Zehui didn't understand Lu Jie's actions. She would never get her husband's old lover back even if it was for the sake of her children.
However, she does not reject money, and even needs money.
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