Qin Huan suffered from severe morning sickness. She could hardly smell any oily smell. She couldn't eat and her health was not good. In addition, her mother's death was a blow to her. She had lost several pounds in the past few days.
.
Unable to bear it anymore, Qin Huan picked up the keys on the table and left the house.
She couldn't take the elevator because she would faint, so she took the safety ladder. She had already gone down two floors when she suddenly remembered that she forgot to bring her wallet. She walked back again, and as soon as she opened the safety door, she happened to see the door of the apartment opposite.
Being locked up.
The only person who has the key to this place, besides her, is... Fu Chengjue.
Qin Huan instantly froze on the spot, unable to move.
Tomorrow is the day of the engagement ceremony. Fu Chengjue should have been busy with various preparations, but he dropped everything and drove around. Even the private detective couldn't find Qin Huan. It seemed that he and her were really in love in this life.
It's over.
After driving around, Fu Chengjue's car still drove here. In fact, he didn't want to come in. He never wanted to come back to this place where she once lived and where her presence was everywhere. But the car parked outside for half an hour.
But he still wanted to come, even if it was the last time, he would come again for the last time.
Opening the door, the air he breathed seemed to smell like her. Fu Chengjue changed his shoes at the door, and then stepped inside.
He looked up and saw the shirt on the sofa in the living room. His eyes changed slightly and he continued to walk forward. There were fresh fruits on the coffee table and the bathroom light was still on.
"Qin Huan..."
Fu Chengjue almost rushed to the bathroom, but Qin Huan was not there.
As if something suddenly occurred to him, he ran to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and ran downstairs.
Qin Huan knew that once Fu Chengjue returned home, he would immediately find that she had been back. She ran downstairs as fast as she could, wondering if she had stretched herself somewhere. Her lower abdomen was getting heavier and heavier, as if she was falling.
Almost jogging out of the community, Qin Huan walked quickly along the road on the left.
There was no way to get a taxi here. She walked to the end of the road, turned a corner, and stood at the intersection. She stretched out her hand to stop the car, but there was a sudden pain in her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but squat down. Then, the world started to spin, and she fell
On the roadside, before she lost consciousness, she vaguely saw a man's figure appearing in front of her...
Fu Chengjue took the elevator downstairs and ran to the gate of the community. He grabbed a security guard and said, "Qin Huan, have you seen Qin Huan?"
The security guard was frightened by Fu Chengjue's appearance and pointed to the left direction. Fu Chengjue strode to the left and ran to the end of a street. There was a three-way intersection in front of him and there was a lot of traffic. There was no sign of Qin Huan anywhere.
He stood there and looked around. The sun was shining down, almost filling the air.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. In the shop across the street, a figure turned his back to her, and he looked very much like Qin Huan.
Fu Chengjue walked towards the opposite side without saying a word.
At this time, the red light turned green, and on the main road, a large truck transporting gas came from the left... The piercing whistle, the exclamations from the crowd, the sound of brakes, and a bang...
Four years later. Paris, France
In Paris in August, the weather is as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. It should be a time for relaxation and enjoyment, but at this time, there is a fight backstage in preparation for the show.
"Quick, quick, bring me my suit, yes, the deep V suit."
"hurry up! take me..."
"はゃく..."
Chinese, English, Japanese, French, in any language you can imagine. On the catwalk in front, when every model walked out, she was either dashing and heroic, or enchanting and charming, but when she returned to the backstage, she looked.
"shit!"
"Oh shit……"
"Damn! You stepped on my clothes..."
This is the real scene.
The dressing area for male and female models is only separated by a cloth that can be lifted up at any time. It's not that the organizer is unwilling to invest money, it's because these models simply don't care about exposing their bodies in front of others.
"Luo Qi, hurry up, hurry up, you will be the next two."
The speaker was Li Zhen. She was wearing a black Dior casual suit and a pair of black high heels. She was helping a female model named Luo Qi fasten the zipper on her back.
Meizi came running from somewhere else, holding a pair of stiletto high heels that were over fifteen centimeters tall.
Luo Qi said while changing her shoes, "I'm going to play soon. Where is Sister Qin Huan?"
Li Zhen said, "Maybe it's Alvin's side. You go on stage first. We'll watch you from below. Don't be nervous."
Luo Qi was on stage for the first time, so she was inevitably worried. She stood up. She was already over 1,75 in height. Coupled with her pair of sky-high high heels, she was a head taller than Li Zhen. Li Zhen helped her arrange her clothes and then said
, "Go ahead".
Luo Qi glanced at Li Zhen and Mei Zi, who nodded towards her, and then Luo Qi walked toward the front desk.
As soon as she left, Mei Zi said, "Let's go and see Qin Huan."
On the other side of a cloth partition, there were all naked male models with topless bodies and short briefs. As soon as Li Zhen and Mei Zi came over, they were immediately dumbfounded. Those male models from various countries were showing off their strong bodies.
The upper body of the girl, not shying away from everyone's gaze, is being changed by her own designer or agent.
After the two were infatuated for a few seconds, they immediately searched for Qin Huan in the crowd. After a while, Li Zhen pointed to somewhere and said, "Over there!"
They didn't see Qin Huan. After all, it was very difficult to find Qin Huan among the crowd with an average height of about 1.9 meters. They saw the man who stood out from the crowd no matter where he was - Alvin.
Alvin is a super male model that has only become popular in recent years. He is of Chinese, American and French descent. He has dark green eyes, brown hair, fair skin, a height of 1.88 centimeters, and a beautiful appearance.
Since his stunning debut on stage, in the past few years,
He is getting more and more popular. For this Paris fashion show, he is the royal model appointed by more than eight world-class designers such as LV, Dior, Prada, Kenzo, etc., so he has to change more than dozens of sets of clothes.
Change clothes until your whole body feels weak.
When Li Zhen and Mei Zi crossed the sea of giants and came to Alvin, they saw Qin Huan kneeling on one knee in front of Alvin, holding her narrow waist in his hands, and her face was completely pressed against his lower body...
This scene was so exciting that Li Zhen and Mei Zi froze on the spot, their eyes widening.
Alvin said in Chinese with substandard pronunciation, "Hi, Jane, sister."
Meizi corrected her, "Meizi, mei, two tones, not four!"
Alvin gestured with his hands and said twice, "Mei? Plum?"
While the two were talking, Qin Huan tilted her head back, holding a piece of black thread between her lips, and then stood up.
Li Zhen said, "Qin Huan..."
Qin Huan said without raising her head or eyes, "Bring the black T-shirt behind you, yes, it's the one from Dior."
Li Zhen hurriedly handed it to Qin Huan. Qin Huan opened the clothes. Alvin obediently stretched out his arms, leaned down, and asked Qin Huan to help put it on.
Qin Huan had just finished taking care of him when he heard someone outside shouting, "Alvin, stand by!"
Alvin looked at Qin Huan and said, "Rena, I'm going."
Qin Huan nodded, smiled lightly and said, "After the show is over, I'll treat you to dinner."
Alvin immediately raised the corners of his lips with beautiful curves, and said with tenderness in his dark green eyes, "ok".
Looking at Alvin's leaving figure, Li Zhen couldn't help but shake her head and said, "God has given him so much. How can he be so handsome?"
Meizi said, "If you find a foreigner to marry, you will have a mixed-race baby."
Li Zhen said, "Forget it, this also requires genes. I won't do random experiments. I'll be done with just producing a defective product."