As an international supermodel, she hasn't thought that far yet, she just wants to take the present...
Let Han Yufan and Mo Yurou pay the price.
At twelve o'clock at noon, on the eve of Tianyi's meeting, Han Yufan, who had not dined with her for a long time, actually took her to the western restaurant downstairs and ordered a surprising candlelight lunch. Looking at the contrast between the red roses and the candlelight, Tang Ning remained calm and, with Han Yufan's help, sat down at the dining table.
"I ordered your favorite sirloin steak for you..."
Tangning was stunned and didn't say anything. It turned out that she and Han Yufan had been together for almost five years, and Han Yufan didn't remember her preferences.
"What? Don't like it?"
Tang Ning was about to speak, but a tall Western chef in white clothes holding a tray suddenly walked up to the two of them and said to Tang Ning: "Ms. Tang, today I have your favorite filet mignon. On behalf of Delphi, I Western restaurant, I wish you a happy wedding... "
When Han Yufan heard this, his expression changed, but he didn't want to get angry, so he could only murmur and change Tang Ning's plate: "Has your taste changed?"
"Thank you, but we're not married yet!" Tangning ignored Han Yufan, but raised her head and explained to the chef, "But you guys are really thoughtful. You will remember what I say once."
The chef left politely, and Tangning turned back.
"I will definitely remember next time... what my wife likes to eat!" Han Yufan seemed to be telling himself.
"Eat quickly, we have to review the manuscript later." Tangning sneered in her heart, but her face looked normal. However, during this period... she received a text message named 0819. When she opened the content, she saw that it was from Mo Ting. Come.
And 0819 means yesterday, the day they got married.
"I sent the steak as a gift. The chef meant... to wish us a happy wedding!"
Tangning snorted, laughed, and then replied from under the table: "How do you know where I am?"
"If I want to know, I can know." Mo Ting said this calmly.
Tangning looked around with her cell phone, but she didn't see Mo Ting. Although she didn't know how he sent such thoughtfulness, Tangning still felt that he was...
An emperor-like presence that no one can ignore or refuse.
"Tangning, what are you looking at?" Han Yufan stretched out his hand to interrupt her gaze, his chestnut eyes full of questions.
"Nothing..." Tangning shook her head and calmly changed the topic, "Yufan, when will we register for marriage again?"
"When this storm is over, as you know, Yurou is selecting the top ten models of the year. This is a great opportunity for her to rise. Tangning, it's lucky to have you, otherwise... Yurou might be ruined this time." Han Yufan replaced Tangning poured red wine and toasted with her.
"I'll make you pay back double the amount." Tang Ning smiled softly, with a slight dimple that made her look even more beautiful.
But at this time, Han Yufan couldn't see anything, and his nerves had been numbed by Mo Yurou's pillow whispers for many years. He even didn't pay attention to the hidden meaning in Tang Ning's words.
"Tangning, you have suffered..."
Tang Ning understood that this was the only sweet spot before she took the blame, but it was also filled with poison.
"Also, after the press conference, you should contact your agent Long Jie. It seems that the only way to deal with people like her is through legal means."
"Okay." Tangning's smile was as sweet as spring water.
But if you want to touch Sister Long, that's impossible!
At 2:30 in the afternoon, fashion media people from all walks of life had gathered in Tianyi's lobby. They were very interested in Tang Ning's public speech.
Because whether this former supermodel suddenly retired, or she announced her contract with Tianyi, or she replaced Mo Yurou on the catwalk, it was a mystery to the media reporters. However, after she retired, she acted very low-key. It is very difficult to find dirty information.
And this time, it’s a great time—
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Ning appeared dressed neatly and protected by bodyguards. She walked slowly to the steps, turned around and elegantly faced the media, and reporters immediately rushed to speak.
"Tangning, you are ranked number one on the Internet hot search list. You are still at the top. Do you buy the list?"
"Tangning, you and Mo Yurou are both models for Tianyi. However, Mo Yurou has been the one doing the activities in recent years. Are you being shunned by Tianyi and are you dissatisfied with Mo Yurou's fame?"
"Tangning, are you hyping this up?"
Faced with the sudden chaos, the company's team immediately intervened to maintain order and finally gave Tangning a chance to speak.
"First of all, I want to apologize to the public for the damage I personally caused to the company's reputation, as well as the many speculations about Miss Mo Yurou."
"The HF Crown Star catwalk was made on my own initiative, without the knowledge of the company and the client, Ms. Mo Yurou. All of this has nothing to do with my company, Tianyi and Ms. Mo Yurou."
"I... am indeed hyping up! But my agent has no idea. She is just being used by me. At the same time, I will also take all responsibilities. Thank you for your supervision. Thank you."
When Tang Ning finished speaking, the entire audience was in an uproar...
The reporters were all agitated because they had never seen any artist admit their mistakes in a straightforward manner like her. Others were eager to clear things up, but she put all the blame on herself, and it had nothing to do with her agent, the company, or Mo Yurou.
Tang Ning thought that this was the end, but she didn't expect that Han Yufan had another trick up his sleeve. In order to confirm her suspicion of hype, Han Yufan also asked the artist director to walk to her side deliberately and said to the media reporters: "This is not It's the first time, but... the company and I are willing to give you one last chance, Tang Ning, and hope you can learn your lesson and do your duty as a model."
This was not the first time, and he wanted to use this sentence to overturn the statement she asked Long Jie to make, accusing her of doing all the shows for Mo Yurou to promote herself.
Han Yufan, you are so cruel.
Tangning did not speak, but bowed deeply to the media, and then left the hall under the protection of her team...
For a moment, the Internet was full of curses. After all, Tangning admitted it most intuitively. It was easy for the public to see things on the surface and become angry. Even within Hai Rui, this matter was discussed as a laughing stock.
After Mo Ting finished the meeting, he heard the remarks and turned to look at his assistant in confusion. The assistant quietly told him about Tang Ning's press conference, "President, what measures should we take to win over Miss Tang?" ?"
"No need for now, let's see how she handles it." Mo Ting replied in a low voice. He had already said that he was curious about Tang Ning's reaction because he had intervened in the previous two times, so this time, he planned to see Tang Ning's reaction. His true ability.
Is Mo Ting's wife really going to be defeated by this kind of scheme