Jiang Ya was shocked when she heard Lu Yancheng's words.

"Wha, what? Did I kill her?" She had an unbelievable expression on her face.

"She is allergic to bird's nest, don't you know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yancheng turned and left.

Secretary Fei followed closely behind, but his head was buzzing.

Is there anyone in the world who is allergic to bird's nest?

Le Wei, who was standing not far away, lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

Because she knew that Wen Yao was not allergic to bird's nest at all.

As soon as Lu Yancheng stepped out of the magnificent villa door, a deep voice immediately sounded.

"Find out her whereabouts."

"Yes." Secretary Fei immediately obeyed.

The Maybach shuttled through the streets and alleys of the city, driving aimlessly.

Lu Yancheng's expression was dark and unclear, becoming increasingly cold and terrifying.

How could there be such a difficult little girl in the world?

She made trouble again and again, and he coaxed her again and again, but no matter how much she was coaxed, she couldn't be coaxed.

What a coincidence, she is still his wife.

Three hundred million pink diamonds don't work, so it seems he has to ask someone to find a three billion treasure.

Suddenly, a call came in. After finding Wen Yao's trace, Secretary Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

Although only five minutes had passed, it felt like five years.

After Secretary Fei hung up the phone, he immediately reported the truth while taking advantage of the red light.

"Mr. Lu, after my wife left, she took a taxi to Fanchen Studio."

Fanchen.

A studio run by sister Shen Jin.

It’s the Shen family again!

Oh--

A sneer.

He compressed time again and again and handled all matters in advance so that he could take half a month's leave and spend time with her.

What happened to her?

After having trouble with him, he went to find the Shen family.

What? Do the Shen family have any magical powers?

"Go to the Brahma world."

Secretary Fei was startled. At the red light, he said bravely,

"Mr. Lu, do you really, really want to go?"

"What? You have questions?"

Secretary Fei quickly shook his head, how dare he!

"Mr. Lu, what I mean is... my wife has signed a contract with Fanchen. It's working time now. Your presence at her workplace may cause trouble to her..."

After finishing speaking, Secretary Fei hurriedly looked through the rearview mirror to check the change in Lu Yancheng's expression.

Seeing his handsome face, I felt colder and colder, sinking and sinking again and again.

He was so frightened that he took a breath and hurriedly added:

"No, but this is just my humble opinion. Hehehe, Mr. Lu, just pretend that I didn't say it."

Lu Yancheng frowned and said coldly: "Go to the western suburbs."

Western suburbs? An international business district under construction?

Is Mr. Lu planning a surprise attack?

I can understand, I can understand.

If you are frustrated in love, you can only be successful in the mall.

But this love scene... I don’t know how it will end?

Secretary Fei held the steering wheel, turned the direction, and drove the vehicle meticulously.

Lu Yancheng, who was sitting in the back row, raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile.

Be it a love scene or a shopping mall.

The words "frustration" have nothing to do with him, Lu Yancheng.

**

After Wen Yao arrived at Fanchen, she clocked in and entered the office, but felt that the atmosphere in the entire studio was not right.

When they saw Wen Yao, they quickly greeted and shouted: "Wen Yao, come here quickly, something big has happened!"

Wen Yao frowned, "What happened?"

"You must know about the St. Regis Annual Ceremony, right? This is an annual red carpet show where the gods of the entertainment industry fight, and even overseas markets are paying great attention to it."

"A-list celebrities want to be the best, and 18-tier starlets who are not out of the industry want to take this opportunity to attract attention and increase their exposure."

"Isn't it that Song Yiling made her mark on St. Regis by wearing slim and elegant dresses?"

Wen Yao nodded.

Although she does not pay attention to the entertainment industry, the St. Regis Festival held every year always dominates the hot searches.

All the major male and female stars are vying for beauty, and drafts are flying all over the place. It's hard not to know what's going on.

Moreover, this is also a good opportunity for clothing brands and designers to become famous.

"Originally, Sister Shen has already made an agreement with the person in charge of St. Regis. This year, we, Fanchen, will be responsible for the costumes of ten A-list stars. We are about to sign a contract. Who knew that the other party would regret it right away!"

"Well, this would have been a springboard for Fanchen. Everyone was hoping to raise his status. After all, we are not slim. It is difficult to get involved in the design industry without a reputation."

"Yes, yes, I never dreamed that this springboard would be broken before we could even stand on it!"

Just when everyone was sighing, Shen Nao went downstairs.

"Sister Yaoyao!" As soon as Shen Nao saw her idol, the gloom she had felt just now was instantly swept away.

When other designers saw Shen Nao and wanted to get a feel for her, they swarmed up to ask.

Shen Nao only said, "Still fighting for it."

Wen Yao knew that Shen Rou must have asked her to say that.

The designers were dejected and turned to each other.

Disappointed as it is, I still have to go to class.

Afterwards, Shen Nao took Wen Yao away.

Go upstairs and enter the corridor.

Wen Yao asked softly: "Senior sister said she is still fighting for it, what are the chances of winning?"

Shen Nao fell into silence.

After a while, she pursed her lower lip and hesitated: "The chance of winning... is actually you, Sister Yaoyao."


Chapter completed!