The delicious food on the table was quickly fed into the little girl's mouth by the man, spoonful by spoonful.

"I'm stuffed."

There was still a little food left on the plate. Su Qi looked at the man picking up the food and said quickly.

After hearing this, the man put down the tableware, then raised his head and looked at the girl gently: "Would you like some more water?"

Su Qi immediately shook her head.

She is so full now that she can't eat anything.

The man didn't say anything, he just pulled a piece of soft napkin and wiped the girl's mouth gently.

The little girl looked at him and smiled, with a happy and silly look on her face.

"Finally willing to come back? Huh?"

Mo Xiuhan first threw the napkin into the trash can, looked at the little girl who had eaten and drank enough, and then began to settle accounts after the fall.

"Actually, I have wanted to come back for a long time, but the work has not been completed, so I can't come back."

The little girl coquettishly, then jumped off the chair, walked over and took the man's arm: "Xiu Han, can we go to the yard to bask in the sun for a while?"

This time is close to evening, the sun in the yard is not very bright, the sunset in the sky is particularly bright, and the yard with flowers in full bloom is reflected red by the glow.

Mo Xiuhan didn't say anything, and stood up and walked into the yard with the little girl.

The scenery in the yard was very nice. The two of them found a bench and sat down. Su Qi kept holding Mo Xiuhan's hand. As soon as she sat down, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Xiu Han, do you know the organization [Nighthawk]?"

Hearing this, the man's calm face finally showed something strange. He tilted his head slightly and looked down at the girl leaning on his shoulder.

…

At a well-known show venue in country a, Gu Qingqing was preparing for the evening catwalk.

The assistant hurried in: "Sister Qingqing, it's not good, it's not good, something happened."

"What happened?"

Tonight's show was more gorgeous. Gu Qingqing was still checking the clothes she had prepared for the catwalk. Seeing the assistant's anxious look, her face changed slightly.

"The model can't come. She said she had a car accident when she came here and is now in the hospital."

"What? There was a car accident? Is it too late to contact other models now?"

The little assistant quickly shook his head: "Who should I look for now? Everyone's schedule is full. I have already contacted the company. The company said they would think of a way. If it doesn't work, they will arrange for the company's artists to come to the show."

"Artist?" Gu Qingqing turned to look at the dress she had spent half a month preparing. Before she could say anything, her assistant said: "Sister Qingqing, this show tonight is very important. If there are no models, we can only

Let the artists come on board, otherwise our clothes won't go on stage, and all the hard work we've put in for so many days will be wasted."

"I know, just follow the company's arrangements."

Tonight's show is a relatively large show in country a. As a newcomer, it is already a rare opportunity for her to be invited. How could she miss the mark?

Although artists are no more professional than models, they are still better than no one walking the catwalk.

About two hours later, the assistant led a beautiful artist backstage.

"Sister Qingqing, this is the artist temporarily invited by the company. Her name is Shasha. You two have been on location together before. Do you remember?"

"Hello, Sister Qingqing."

This artist named Sha Sha is about 1.7 meters tall and has waist-length straight hair. She is an artist after all. She has beautiful facial features and a good overall temperament.

"I remember. Sasha, the show is about to start. Please change your clothes first."
Chapter completed!