Ji Qing looked aggrieved, "Am I worthy of using my innocence to frame her?"
He Chen felt irritable and lowered his head on Ji Qing's belly, "If the child is beaten, just ask for how much you want."
Ji Qing opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, He Chen shot her back word by word, "I tell you clearly, she and I are in the same boat. If something goes wrong, I will only help her, understand."
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The women he has played with are like crucian carp crossing the river, but he can only have one real fiancée.
When He Chen chased him out of the hospital, Xu Ci happened to get into a taxi on the side of the road. He didn't catch up, so he stood on the side of the road for a while and called Xu Ci.
I was rejected, as expected.
Within ten minutes, Xu Ci received a message on her phone, which was shopping information from a luxury brand. He Chen bought her a new bag of the season as an apology.
Six digits.
She took a look and closed the phone.
Xu Ci did not return to the apartment. The taxi stopped beside a row of abandoned warehouses.
She opened one of the rolling shutter doors and turned on the light.
The dazzling incandescent lamp illuminates the entire warehouse. Various oil paintings are hung on the walls of the warehouse. There are half-finished sculptures piled on the floor. You can step on several discarded design drawings.
Xu Ci picked up the drawings on the ground, rolled them up and threw them into the trash can.
The warehouse was rented by her after graduation and was used as her design studio. It is now filled with clutter.
Except for working hours, she spends most of her time in the studio.
Probably because she was upset by today's events, she couldn't even draw a few design drawings to her satisfaction, so she crumpled them into a ball and threw them on the ground with anger.
Just when she was considering whether to continue painting, the work team rang.
The news at this point is probably that someone has applied for leave tomorrow.
The news vibrated for more than a dozen times before Xu Ci picked it up, glanced over it, and then focused on the news above again.
During Milan Fashion Week, Junhe got a guest spot as a partner. Junhe called Li Pengcheng's name, but Li Pengcheng's child was sick in the past two days, so he gave up the spot to Xu Ci.
The news that she was to be promoted to director had long spread within Junhe, and Li Pengcheng's move was just a smooth move.
The group was flooded with congratulations.
There are many big names in the industry at Fashion Week, which is a great opportunity.
Li Pengcheng sent her a message, "I thought Mr. Fu would not agree with you, but he was quite cheerful."
This trip to Milan is to represent Junhe, which is of great significance.
Li Pengcheng's mention made Xu Ci think of someone he had forgotten on his blacklist.
On the way back, Xu Ci released Fu Yunshen from the blacklist.
As soon as I sent an emoji, a dazzling exclamation point jumped out.
It's true... things are changing.
Xu Cixiang.
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The opening ceremony of the fashion week was the day after tomorrow, and Xu Cide went there early. She returned to the apartment and simply packed her luggage, then booked the nearest flight ticket, which was at 6 o'clock in the morning, a six-hour flight.
When the plane landed in Milan, it was five o'clock in the morning local time. Someone from the organizer would not pick her up from the airport until eight o'clock to take her to the hotel. She had not eaten for more than ten hours, and she was a little overwhelmed. She pushed the suitcase.
Exited the airport.
Just a few streets away from the airport, she bumped into three wandering men. They glanced at her with unkind eyes, laughed and murmured words she didn't understand, and surrounded her from three sides.
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Xu Ci had a bad intuition, so she grabbed the suitcase and turned around to run. The man started running too, and when he was about to be caught up, a pair of hands stretched out from a car parked on the roadside, grabbed her arm, and pushed her in.