After Susan sent Wen Wenwen home, she quietly came to Dihao Mingyuan. She was ordered by Rong Jue to accompany Wen Wenwen.

In fact, she was more willing to believe that Mr. Rong sent her to monitor Xingchen, fearing that he would take the opportunity to step in and hinder the development between herself and Nuan Nuan.

Unable to go out, the two women stayed in the apartment at night watching soap operas. During the commercial break, Susan turned to the channel, and a replay of hot news from the entertainment channel popped up on the screen——

On the TV screen, I saw a long red carpet spread out in front of a five-star hotel. Both sides of the carpet were crowded with dense crowds, including a large number of reporters and many fans holding flowers and gifts.

A black extended-length Rolls-Royce parked steadily at the end of the red carpet. Supported by his assistants and a large number of entourage, Russell's alluring face appeared in front of the camera with a smile and peerless grace.

The beauty is impeccable, and the spotlights on the scene are shining brightly.

In an instant, countless microphones were handed to Russell Su: "Sister Luo, what do you think of the relationship between Rong Jue, the president of Rong Group, and the newly signed model Nuan Wen of Rong's entertainment agency?"

Her assistant blocked the microphone with her hand and answered very officially: "Tonight is a grand event for the modeling industry. Please only talk about things related to this modeling competition. Thank you for your understanding."

Some reporters still refused to give up: "Ms. Luo, please reveal a little bit."

As expected, Jiang is very old. Russell has been on the battlefield for a long time. He was not confused at all when he saw this situation. "I'm sorry, I don't have any special opinions on this matter. Please pay more attention to me."

Then, she tilted her head charmingly and took three beautiful shots in a row, which not only attracted the attention of fans, but also gave many reporters benefits, showing off her gorgeous golden backless dress.

In an instant, the spotlight buzzed non-stop.

Just as Russell was about to walk up the stone steps, her eyes suddenly shone with light, and her face was filled with touching tenderness and joy. All the reporters on the scene followed her gaze and turned back, only to see a handsome and elegant figure coming from the other side.

A stretched black Bentley stepped out.

This is the first time Rong Jue has appeared in public since the scandal was exposed. He is undoubtedly telling everyone a message silently - tonight, he has come specially to be interviewed.

In an instant, all the media's attention was focused on him, and everyone was shooting at him with guns and cannons, swish, swish, and swish.

He walked up the stone steps along the red carpet, and his eyes never left Russell Su's face in just a few steps. He didn't say anything, he just smiled at her, and then stretched out his arm for Russell Su to take her.

The gesture of this invitation seemed very casual, and naturally he received an immediate response from Russell.

She smiled brightly and put her arm on Rong Jue's arm in a very intimate manner. Her height of 1.7 meters was just perfect for standing next to Rong Jue who was 1.88 meters tall.

Even the dresses of the two match perfectly. Russell wears a gold-colored gauze dress with the same color as the chest, while Rong Jue wears a black dress with a gold tie at the neckline and gold cuffs, just a little bit.

The embellishments are very cleverly paired with the gold on Russell's body.

The emcee next to him began to explain: "Tonight is the third model competition in Nancheng. Mr. Rong of Rong Group is attending this event as the largest sponsor. The beauty next to him is Miss Russell, the champion of the last model competition. We

Welcome them with a round of applause!”

The lights on the stage flashed, the fans in the audience kept screaming, and the cheers and applause in the camera turned into an extremely exciting wave...

Susan was shocked in front of the TV. She originally just wanted to read some gossip, but she had no choice. This was her old profession and just a professional habit. But who knew that such a scene would pop up on the screen.

She instinctively jumped up from the sofa and reached out to get the remote control to change the channel. However, she accidentally bumped into the tea cup that was frozen in the air in Nuan Nuan's hand. Nuan Nuan was indifferent to the tea splashed all over her body, as if she didn't feel her clothes getting wet.

Average.

Her eyes had been quietly focused on the two figures walking out of the scroll on the screen, as if she had seen the future...

This pair of golden boys and girls should indeed appear so brightly in people's view. The picture is so harmonious and beautiful. Anyone who sees it will feel that they are the most enviable couple in the world.

Rong Jue's appearance, coupled with the tacit understanding between the two of them smiling at each other at this moment, has almost created an unparalleled marriage. Everyone seems to be deeply moved by this beautiful picture.

As a result, Wen Nuan, who rose to power through abnormal means, was immediately reminded of the original vixen who ruined the marriage but failed to succeed.

Susan said awkwardly: "I forgot... Tonight is the opening ceremony of Nancheng's second model competition. Mr. Rong must be attending as a guest. You know, official business is just a formality."

Wen Nuan didn't seem to mind and brushed away the water stains on his body.

Susan understood her kindness, but she didn't know that this was such a terrible comforting word that it had no effect at all.

"Look slowly, I'm going back to my room to sleep first." After saying this, she walked into the bedroom and isolated herself inside a wooden door.

Susan was surprised, and the hand stretched out towards her stopped in mid-air.

After a long while, she took back her hand and looked at the clock on the stone wall. The hour hand had just reached nine-thirty. Why was she going to bed so early? No doubt she was hiding something.

If Susan didn't disturb the warmth at this time, she would be an idiot. She sighed and shook her head.

Nuan Nuan entered the bedroom and lay down. She was not in a hurry to wash up and go to bed. The first thing she did was to turn on her mobile phone and click on "Cool Songs" to listen to music. A cover of "How Much Love Can Come Again" by Deng Ziqi was hers.

Favorite——

I often blame myself that I shouldn’t have

I often regret not keeping you

Why are we obviously in love?

We have to separate in the end

Are we always lingering outside the door of our hearts?

Who knew I would meet you again in a sea of ​​people?

Such an arrangement of fate always makes people helpless

Have these years been good or bad?

It just seems like one person is missing

And I gradually understood

You are still my constant concern

How many people are willing to wait

Come back when you know how to cherish it

But I don’t know if that love will still be there

How much love can come back

How many people are worth waiting for?

When love has gone through changes

Do you still have the courage to love?

How much love can come back

How many people are willing to wait?

Come back when you know how to cherish it

But I don’t know if that love will still be there

How much love can come back

How many people are worth waiting for?

When love has gone through changes

Do you still have the courage to love?

…

It was only at this moment that she understood that the horoscope had always been correct. He knew that she would hit the iron plate, knew that she would make the same mistakes again, and knew that her so-called last resort was actually just an excuse from beginning to end. He had known it for a long time,

She will fall to pieces and lose completely!

On the g list...

At the same time, downstairs in the Dihao Mingyuan Community, an extended black Bentley parked under the dimly lit shade of the trees. The parking lot slowly slid down, revealing the man's handsome and enchanting face.

"Master Rong, how about I escort you up to see Miss Wen?" Ben looked at his watch and said cautiously, "It has been confirmed that no media is chasing after us, and there should be no passers-by during this time.

go through."

Rong Jue said nothing, looking up at a window on the top floor. The lights had not been extinguished yet, so it seemed that she was not asleep yet.

He called Nuan Nuan, but was hung up after ringing for a long time. After a while, she sent a text message: "I'm tired and want to go to bed early. You can go back and rest too."

Rong Jue's eyes couldn't help but dim. He raised his head and looked up. Sure enough, the light in the purple screen window had been extinguished.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ben said again: "Mr. Rong, if Miss Wen sees that news, she might misunderstand it. I think it would be better for you to go up and explain it to her."

Hearing this, Rong Jue's face darkened, and he turned back to glare at Ben: "Ben, did you talk too much today?!"

Ben's expression changed slightly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, it's my subordinate who talks too much."

Rong Jue didn't look at him and said coldly: "Let's go back to our old house."

The car window slowly closed, Ben started the engine and left, while the charming figure behind the purple screen window stayed fixed in place, watching the black extended car drive further and further away.

——————

In the Royal Valley of France, about seven hours away from Nancheng, Rong Haotian was tasting newly brewed botrytis wine at his winery.

This kind of noble rot wine is brewed from grapes infected with a special kind of wine. It is parasitic on the fruit skin, but it is harmless to the human body. This fungus not only makes the grapes sweeter, but also produces a

The smooth and moist taste of glycerin creates a particularly appealing and full aroma.

The reason why Rong Haotian likes wine is purely because of his wife, Rong Jue's mother, a rare female sommelier. It was her elegant demeanor when tasting wine that deeply attracted him.

Recalling the past, a trace of imperceptible sadness slipped through Rong Haotian's eyes.

Someone slowly walked down the wooden stairs on one side of the cellar. It was his personal assistant Gao Sen. Gao Sen walked to a stop two meters in front of him, bowed ninety degrees, and said: "Sir, there is the latest news from Nancheng."
To be continued...