Li Jingwen is going to attend the award-winning exhibition of "The Butterfly", and he still has to hide his identity, so why should he take him to go with him?

Actually, she already wants to sleep.

These days, I have been with Li Jingwen on a business trip, and I have not been able to sleep at night. It is really difficult to be a good girl! I don’t know if Li Jingwen is satisfied or not.

Li Jingwen pushed the door and came in, glanced at An Luqin, "Don't you pack up?"

An Luqin turned over, got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and his voice was confused, "Can I not go? I'm really sleepy and I can't even open my eyes."

Don’t you sleep well? Although I used to be a model agent, it can be considered related to photography. The problem is that your private exhibition is clearly a small business game meeting. Isn’t it embarrassing if I go there?

"You have no choice before marriage." Li Jingwen walked in and leaned against the dressing table, lowered his eyes and found that an document was placed on An Luqin's table.

Ji Yunheng's offer? An Luqin was not giving up and wanted to go to Ji Yunheng's company.

Would you rather commit yourself to starting a company from your own to working under Ji Yunheng than ask for help from yourself?

"Oh, okay! Give me half an hour, I'll be ready right away!" An Luqin slowly got out of bed and glanced at his phone.

Ji Yunheng sent a message asking her if she had considered working in his company clearly.

"Half an hour?" Li Jingwen stared at An Luqin's expression and frowned, "Gorge yourself well, I will consider opening a model studio for you."

"Ah! Really?" An Luqin ran towards Li Jingwen before she even put on her slippers, her feet stuck to the floor tiles and almost threw themselves into his arms.

An Luqin blinked her long eyelashes and looked up at Li Jingwen. Her eyebrows were filled with joy, "Studio! My own model studio? Is this good?"

Li Jingwen curled the corner of his mouth, "Look at your performance today."

An Luqin couldn't help but hug Li Jingwen, like a kitten rubbing against Li Jingwen's neck, "Ah! Brother Jingwen is the best! I will definitely perform well! Then you have to keep your word!"

A heat inexplicably rose in Li Jingwen's heart, and his hands tightly grasped the edges of the dressing table.

Strangely, in the past, An Luqin would definitely push him away in a conditioned manner. How about today...

There is still a feeling of not being finished.

[Congratulations to the host, the target person's favorability for the host is increased by one point!]

The sudden reminder of the system suddenly woke An Luqin up. She let go of Li Jingwen, but was pressed down on her waist by a pair of big hands and carried it back.

An Luqin looked at Li Jingwen's dark eyes. She didn't dare to move, as if her thin lips could be pressed against Li Jingwen's lips as soon as she moved.

The distance between her and Li Jingwen was so close that she could hear the sound of breath clearly, and the breath was so close that it was intertwined in her ears.

Li Jingwen didn't say anything, and reached out to lift the broken hair in front of her to the ears. The moment her fingers touched her cheek, she began to get hot.

"Since you are going to marry, don't forget that you are my fiancée."

An Luqin nodded, and the tip of his nose had already touched Li Jingwen's nose.

"I'm sorry..." She hurriedly touched Li Jingwen's nose, but Li Jingwen grabbed her hand.

His eyes were warning, "If you have any difficulties, just look for me."

"Well, I...I'll go to make up first..." An Luqin blushed, pulled out his hand, lowered his head and hid in the bathroom.

[Congratulations to the host, the target person's favorability for the host is one!]

Her heart pounded.

[Congratulations to the host, the host's favorability for the target person is increased by 0:1!]

ah!

The more the system reminded her, the redder her face became.

I don’t know when Li Jing smelled it, but An Luqin put on makeup and changed into a white long slit tail skirt, but the zipper on her back could not be pulled up.

She walked out in a squint manner and opened the bedroom door to call Aunt Lu.

"Aunt Lu! Aunt Lu!"

No one responded.

"Aunt Qiu!"

No one responded.

Li Jingwen's door opened, and An Luqin instantly grabbed his collar.

"What's wrong?"

An Luqin leaned out, "I can't pull up my zipper."

Li Jingwen was about to zip the zipper when he suddenly found that An Luqin's skirt was exposed as he walked.

His hand was retracted.

“Change a dress.”

An Luqin looked down at the hem of the skirt, "Ah? Why? I think this skirt is very suitable for your white suit."

This skirt is so domineering and slim, so imposing. You might think I'm going to touch the edge!

Li Jingwen looked at An Luqin up and down, and suddenly smiled playfully, "If I only wear it for me, I have no objection."

Before he finished speaking, An Luqin had already closed the door.

Li Jingwen faced the blocked door and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised.

An Luqin is quite cute. She says she likes herself every day. When it comes to the stage, she even blushed when she says this.

[Congratulations to the host, the target person's favorability for the host is increased by one point!]

An Luqin changed her clothes and suddenly remembered something.

[Tata, five points are enough! I want to exchange for clues!]

Tata: [You remember this!]

Tata couldn't resist An Luqin, so he still provided clues.

The premise is that An Luqin ensures that he cannot lose control after reading the clues.

The private exhibition was held in a gallery. Li Jingwen and An Luqin were the last couple of guests to attend. Although there was no media visit, they also wanted to show people in the circle the identity of Li Jingwen.

Li Jingwen was wearing a white suit today, while An Luqin was wearing a black strapless fish tail skirt without any extra embellishment. She wore a white mica three-layer necklace on the swan neck, which was elegant and noble.

As soon as I walked into the exhibition hall, a man with a braid came towards me, and greeted Li Jingwen enthusiastically, "Mr. Li! Long time no see! It's a great honor for you, a busy man, to come to us!"

Li Jingwen nodded slightly.

The director looked at An Luqin with a smile on his face, "This is... Miss An Luqin, right? I just said why Young Master Li never saw other female companions before. It turned out that there was such a ceiling that other women were not worthy of attention."

An Luqin also nodded slightly, "Mr. Ling is just a little bit of a skin. Compared with Mr. Ling's talent, it is simply worthless. I read the paper you published in Shadow a few days ago, and I also think that light and shadow occupy a very large position in painting."

After talking about An Luqin's long list, Li Jingwen couldn't help but look at her side, not like an outsider at all.

An Luqin does his homework so much? He really won’t embarrass the future Mrs. Li.

The director also looked at An Luqin with admiration. Who said that An Luqin is a vase? It doesn’t look like this at all. Even if you remember lines, it shouldn’t be so fluent! "It seems that Miss An is also very knowledgeable about painting. So please give me some advice on today’s photography works. Don’t show mercy."

An Luqin lowered her head and smiled shyly, "I don't dare to take it or not. I just know a little about it. How dare I play swords and guns in front of you all."

"Ms. An is modest." The director picked up the champagne. "I heard from Mr. Li that Miss An is preparing for a supermodel studio. I also have a friend who is very interested. I will introduce you to you later."

An Luqin took the wine glass, and Li Jingwen immediately lowered her head and whispered, "Don't drink too much."

Li Jingwen went to socialites with the director, and An Luqin was walking in the corridor by herself. There were really a few works that gave her a sense of familiarity.

There is a photo of a leaf falling from the sky. The sun shines through the treetops, and the shadow of the fallen leaves is particularly conspicuous on the gray concrete floor.

In this photo, it is impossible to see whether the fallen leaves are the subject or the shadow is the subject.

An Luqin stood alone in front of the photo and was shocked.

I always feel like I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Did she see it herself or the original owner?

She couldn't tell the difference.

The clue fragments given by Tata suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment.

A white room without windows.

The infusion bottle that keeps dripping.

Syringe tube in yellow trash can.

A picture of a strange yellow-haired woman.

The sound of high heels.

Red high heels.

Yellow flower clusters.

Zhang Caixia’s missed call.

Zhang Caixia’s missed call is the last fragment.

Before the original owner committed suicide, Zhang Caixia called her, but she didn't seem to answer.
To be continued...