The freshly released media photos at the opening ceremony of the London High Jewelry Show were quickly spread through the "Photo Live" channel on the official website.
One of the group photos of Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang sitting side by side in the VIP seat, like a deep-water torpedo, exploded into the circle of celebrities in Beicheng after crossing mountains and seas.
In fact, there are many other guests in the same frame as them, but they are inevitably reduced to background boards because of their appearance and temperament. The focus of the onlookers is all on the couple who were evaluated as "golden couple".
In the photo, Cheng Lang turned his body slightly, lowered his head with a smile, and was talking in Xu Qiao's ear. Xu Qiao stared forward at the big screen on the stage, but her expression was holding back a smile.
After the photo is enlarged, the hands of the two people with their fingers intertwined, and the Paraiba tourmaline ring known as the "King of Tourmalines" on Xu Qiao's left middle finger can be clearly seen.
At the end of the opening ceremony, Xu Qiao received a series of WeChat messages from Zhu Li, which seemed to be a series of fatal calls.
Zhu Li: "Let me tell you, I was attending a reception outside tonight, and I heard Zhao Baoxing's followers and sisters kept talking about her snobbery in the banquet hall, saying that she used to boss them around, and in a blink of an eye she was in front of Wen Yue again. As a licking dog, I have long been displeased with her, and now it is called evil comes with evil..."
Zhu Li: "I was quite happy to hear this, but then someone changed the subject and brought you out, saying that Zhao Baoxing is obviously an idiot like you, so why did he have the face to laugh at you?"
Zhu Li: "What is the same idiot? I've seen those who step on one for one, but I haven't seen one for one. Phoebe slapped people in the face."
Because of the continuous vibration, Xu Qiao took out her mobile phone from her handbag and looked at it.
Seeing this, she couldn't stop like chasing a series, and quietly asked Cheng Lang to cover her, saying that she would play with her mobile phone for a while.
Cheng Lang's side blocked the camera for her.
She typed and replied: "Mr. Zhu, Hua Mulan in the North City! Women don't give in to men! I really don't know what kind of man is qualified to marry you home!"
After blowing rainbow farts, she sent an emoji of a curious baby: "And then?"
Zhu Li: "Then people want to fight with me. I can't beat four hands with my fists. I was thinking about countermeasures when the other side suddenly misfired. Someone held a mobile phone to persuade them to fight and asked them to see photos."
Zhu Li: "I'm still in a daze. I looked at their mobile phone screen with my 5.2 eyesight. Hey, you and Cheng Lang made it public! I just put down the wine glass and imitated your slap in the face of Zhao Baoxing. "This glass of wine was poured for Xiao Cheng, you scold Zhao Baoxing, this is your freedom of speech, but you scold Xu Qiao, I'm sorry, Xiao Cheng won't give you this freedom."
Xu Qiao sent an emoji of pounding the ground and laughing maniacally.
Zhu Li: "Then those people didn't dare to meet me until the reception was over. They saw me like a mouse crossing the street. I didn't expect that I, Zhu Li, would have a day when I was proud of you. What's this called? It's called a good husband." , the whole family is full. But I'm sorry, I borrowed your husband's reputation, and I will play with you first."
Xu Qiao: "Aren't you venting your anger on me? Just borrow it!"
After the opening ceremony, it was time for the guests to participate in the exhibition freely.
When Xu Qiao was walking along the exhibition corridor holding Cheng Lang's arm, she was asked who she was messaging with just now.
She took out her mobile phone and showed it to him.
Cheng Lang glanced at the past and raised his eyebrows: "Who is your husband?"
This focus is quite unexpected and reasonable.
Xu Qiao let out an annoyed "Oh".
When Zhu Li called Cheng Lang that, she acquiesced without thinking, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with showing Cheng Lang just now.
But now that I think about it carefully, my baby and my wife didn't call out, and she lifted him to the throne of husband.
She gouged him out and said, "I don't know, let's see who wants to be it."
Cheng Lang obviously saw the little Jiujiu in her heart, and sent up the "steps": "I think."
"Then work hard." Xu Qiao gave him an encouraging look of "the road is long and long, you will search up and down".
Cheng Lang smiled, and continued to walk deep into the corridor with her, walking and stopping according to her rhythm, occasionally seeing her stop, looking at the jewelry in the showcase and sighing: "Oh, this is a master level , I just rubbed my tail."
"Outstanding people in all walks of life, most of them think like you all the time, so they succeed."
Xu Qiao looked at him with a smile.
A boyfriend with a high EQ is a peace of mind, and he can say things that are not exaggerated and distorted, but also comfort and please his girlfriend in this kind of "nothing is right".
"That's good news for Cheng Xiaocheng." She said.
The phone in Cheng Lang's hand suddenly vibrated, indicating that Cheng Ye was calling.
I also know that I must have heard the news about Xu Qiao, and now I came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime.
Xu Qiao glanced at the caller ID: "The news spread quickly."
Cheng Lang cut off the phone, as if he was too lazy to answer. But Cheng Ye persisted in calling.
"I'll deal with it. You go ahead and I'll come back to you later." After three consecutive phone calls, he shook the phone at her.
Xu Qiao nodded, and continued walking along the jewelry showcase alone. Unexpectedly, after Cheng Lang left, within a few steps, he met a group of guests who struck up a conversation.
The other party was two Italian men who wanted to shake hands with her very excitedly as soon as they came up.
She shook hands with the two of them politely, and kept smiling decently.
The two looked at each other and began to express their intentions.
Express it in Italian.
Xu Qiao made an apologetic gesture in embarrassment, and said in English: "Sorry, I don't understand Italian, can you speak English?"
As far as Xu Qiao knows, many Italians do not know English, and even if they do, the pronunciation of Italian English is still puzzling.
Sure enough, the two of them tried to communicate with Xu Qiao in English, and after they stuttered and danced a few words, Xu Qiao still looked at a loss.
At the moment of stalemate, a sound of delicate high-heeled shoes came from behind: "Need help?"
Xu Qiao was so moved by this familiar mother tongue, she turned her head and saw a gracefully dressed woman in a top hat walking towards her.
She looks quite young, she seems to be in her early thirties, but from the sound of her voice, she should be a woman of a certain age.
A very beautiful and dignified woman, every gesture is full of nobleness accumulated over the years.
Xu Qiao nodded: "Hello, if you can speak Italian, then I really need your help."
The woman took off her top hat, looked at her calmly, walked up to her, and said directly to the two men opposite in Italian: "Next, I will translate for this lady."
The two breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to Italian: "We are from Bianca Jewelry, and we appreciate and like Ms. Yudachi's work very much. However, we found during our investigation that the studio where Ms. Yudachi is currently working has been deserted for many years before this, and there is no system system, which we think is a pity, because a good studio team can bring out the talent of a jewelry designer to the limit... ”
The other party talked about it for a long time, and finally asked: "So we want to invite Ms. Yuli to cooperate with us and hope that she will switch to Bianca Jewelry. I wonder if Ms. Yuli will consider this proposal?"
The woman nodded lightly from time to time during the whole process to express her understanding, and finally turned to Xu Qiao: "These two are jewelry merchants from Italy. They appreciate and like your designs very much. Sell the series of works brought this time to them."
Xu Qiao showed a look of sudden realization, looked at the two men who were smiling, and then asked the woman: "What else?"
"Huh?" the woman asked.
"Oh, I think they talked a lot."
The woman said indifferently: "It's all a compliment to your work, do you want me to translate it completely?"
"Ah, I won't bother you about this part, then please tell them for me, because this set of works is my first work, which has special meaning to me, so I don't consider selling it outside."
The woman turned to the two men again: "I'm very sorry, Miss Yuli said that she does not accept your proposal."
The two showed regretful expressions, as if they wanted to fight one last time: "We are willing to do our best to package and market Ms. Yuli, including her works, and provide her with all-round customer channels. Does she really not consider it at all?"
The woman said to Xu Qiao again: "They asked, will your studio be sold?"
Xu Qiao wondered, shaking her head: "Ah, it's even more impossible to sell this one."
"I'm sorry, but she still doesn't accept it," the woman relayed.
"We are willing to show all our sincerity. We will try our best to cooperate with any conditions she has."
"They said, it doesn't matter how much money you have." The woman sighed and said to Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao waved her hand: "I'm really sorry, this studio is owned by my boyfriend, and the most important thing my boyfriend needs is money."
The woman covered her lips and smiled, and gave Xu Qiao a look of "I understand you".
Before Xu Qiao could comprehend the essence from this look, the two men on the opposite side bid her farewell and left with regret.
She waved goodbye to the other party, and after they left, she thanked the woman: "Thank you for your translation, your Italian is as beautiful as your own."
The woman looked at her unexpectedly, and asked with a smile, "Are you also so sweet to your boyfriend?"
"Ah," Xu Qiao was taken aback, not quite understanding why the topic jumped so fast, "He is sweeter to me."
The woman nodded in satisfaction, her top hat was held lightly on her fingertips, and she pointed forward: "I just heard them talk about your design, which made me a little curious. I wonder if I have the honor to see your jewelry work?"
"Of course, I'll take you there."
One is to thank her for the translation, and the other is that Xu Qiao feels that this woman's appearance makes people feel comfortable and kind, so she chooses to lead her the way in person. Anyway, Cheng Lang didn't come back, so he was idle when he was idle.
The two walked side by side to showcase No. 27.
In showcase No. 27, there are four pieces of jewelry from the Feather series—royal sapphire ring, platinum necklace and bracelet with pearls, earrings with diamond background and rubellite embellishment, each of which uses feather elements.
Standing in front of the shining showcase, the woman nodded frequently, and finally said with emotion: "Your jewelry is as beautiful as yourself."
Just as Xu Qiao said "thank you", she heard the second part of her sentence: "It's more beautiful than I imagined."
"Huh?" Xu Qiao was taken aback, "Better than you... imagined?"
All right, why imagine her
The woman turned to face her, said with a smile, "I haven't introduced myself to you yet, my surname is Zhang, and I say it well."
Xu Qiao looked at her pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and suddenly the alarm sounded in her heart, and she blinked in a daze.
At the same moment, the sound of men's leather shoes gradually approached. Zhang Hongjun turned his head and saw Cheng Lang standing at the corner, looking at him helplessly.
Zhang Hongjun looked back, and smiled slightly at Xu Qiao: "My husband's surname is Cheng, Cheng of Pengcheng Wanli."
Xu Qiao glanced at Cheng Lang in fear, swallowed a bit, and asked Zhang Hongjun: "Then... your son is also surnamed Cheng?"
Zhang Hongjun: "?"