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Chapter Twenty-Five: The Cold

With a faint eyebrow raised, Su Qiancheng looked at the man standing in front of him, took a deep breath, and walked forward with his skirt, looking straight out as if he had not seen the man beside him.

After coming out of the hotel, she glanced at the car parked at the door, was slightly stunned when she saw the man waiting next to the sports car, and finally called him softly: "Stephen!"

"Susan!" Hearing the voice, Stephen raised his head and looked at his rare good friend with a happy face. He stretched out his hand and hugged him with a gentleman, and spoke in a mouthful of bad Chinese: "I really didn't expect you to come this year!"

"The teacher has sent me an invitation letter. If you don't come, it seems that it is not worthy of your favor!" She chuckled, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Why are you here to pick me up?"

"Are you unhappy to see me?" Stephen, with blue eyes and black hair, looked at her nervously, afraid that she would say something bad to her. After all, when she was together before, she was like a little devil, enjoying watching him make a fool of herself.

Maybe I really like this beautiful oriental girl, who has the gentlemanly demeanor of a European man, so I never care about her. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he works, he still can't keep her heart back.

"No, I'm very happy!" Shaking her head, she turned sideways, "Let's go, the time is almost over, don't let the teacher wait for a long time!"

"Okay!" He turned around and opened the car door for her gentlemanly. After she got in, he closed the door and got in the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Qian Cheng turned his head and looked at the hotel door. Three figures stood quietly. Ling Yuxing's cold eyes looked here. The deep dark eyes were becoming more and more cold in this bright noon!

The dark blue sports car flowed into the sea of ​​cars. Ling Yuxing slightly lowered his eyes and walked towards the car driven by the branch manager without changing his face.

Behind him, Fang Qing glanced at Che Hai, and a subtle disdain and contempt flashed through her beautiful eyes.

"Let's go!" On the side, Lin Che spoke lightly and turned around and sat in the passenger seat.

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When we arrived at the Fashion Week venue, we looked around and saw a crowd of people. The media were nervously conducting live reports. The organizer invited many celebrities to attend. The entire scene was filled with top figures in the fashion industry and thousands of professional buyers, which was very lively.

When they arrived at the scene, Qian Cheng glanced at Steven who stretched out his arms, curled up his lips and put his arm on him. As soon as the two of them stepped on the red carpet, many media caught them and took photos.

Steven is a famous Milan designer. She appears with him. It is difficult for her to keep a low profile!

It seems that he is used to this kind of occasion surrounded by light. Even if he is pulled to take photos, Steven is still very gentlemanly and takes a few photos with the media. From time to time, he looks down at his smiling female companion beside him, and suddenly feels glory and proud.

On the stairs of the open-air venue, Ling Yuxing and his group arrived slowly stopped because of the commotion here.

GM's general manager followed the president's gaze and looked over there. He recognized the figure surrounded by a group of photographers in the crowd, turned his head and politely reported to Ling Yuxing beside him: "That is a regular visitor at Milan Fashion Week, Steven, a designer of versace."

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