Jiang Shu suddenly chuckled and asked the designer: "Am I beautiful?"
The latter was stunned and said quickly: "Of course she is beautiful. I haven't seen a customer who can wear a cheongsam so beautifully in a long time."
Her beauty is usually not showy, but now that she is specially dressed, it is so stunning that people cannot take their eyes away.
There is a TV in the small room, which is currently showing the morning financial news.
Fu Shiyan sat in front of the camera and calmly explained all the details of cooperation with the Wen family. Flashes continued, but he remained calm.
When a reporter asked, he was so calm and gentle that he fought with them and killed without blood.
Sure enough, it was made public today.
Jiang Shu asked someone to put her clothes away and left wearing this cheongsam, "Thank you very much."
Lu Xun's car was waiting at the corner for a long time, holding his mobile phone in his hand and playing games, nonchalantly, until Jiang Shu came over, leaned over and knocked on the car window.
Lu Xun raised his eyes. Once he raised his eyes, he couldn't look away.
Her hair was all tied back and fixed with a lake-blue hairpin. The pearls hung under the silver wire and swayed with her movements. She looked like a talented Jiangnan girl who had stepped out of a painting.
Lu Xun put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, clicked his tongue lightly, and pushed open the car door, "I don't like having you show up like this."
Jiang Shu didn't care whether he was happy or not, "Here are the things I asked you to bring."
He pointed it out and placed it on the passenger side, the same Tang Sancai.
Wensu's painting exhibition was scheduled to be held in the largest art gallery in Haicheng. When they arrived, guests were already there, socializing in groups of twos and threes holding wine glasses.
After Jiang Shu registered at the front desk, he asked Zhang Ruo to give the Tang Sancai: "Don't forget to give it to Miss Wen as a gift from me."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a small commotion outside.
The luxury car stopped, and Wen Jing and Jiang Lingyu got out first. They were dressed solemnly and looked very elegant.
The second car was occupied by Wen Yuan and Zhou Liangqi. Her face was not good-looking, but she still had the aura of a socialite that she had developed since childhood.
Jiang Shu wanted to laugh, but it was also embarrassing for her. She had to attend occasions that she didn't like every time, and it was not enough not to attend.
"Shall I go, Fu Shiyan?"
"Fu Shiyan got off Wen Shu's car?"
"What does this mean? Tsk, it seems the rumors are true."
The chattering discussion was endless, and Jiang Shu looked over. Fu Shiyan took Wensu's hand and got out of the car. He raised his hands and feet with nobility and elegance. Today's white shirt and black trousers are not serious, or even serious.
On daily basis.
But it was on such an occasion that he held Wensu's hand.
The latter is wearing stilettos today and a white cheongsam, with a slim figure and a small expression.
Wensu smiled shyly under the gaze of everyone.
Jiang Shu's eyebrows jumped.
Lu Xun bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "Your clothes are very clever."
"The flowers are different, but the colors are the same."
Lu Xun chuckled, "She's not as good-looking as you."
While they were talking, several people had already entered the museum. Jiang Shu and Lu Xun turned aside to make way for them.
Fu Shiyan held Wensu's hand and gave her a deep look when passing by Jiang Shu.
The latter looked away and did not look at him.
Lu Xun went to socialize, but Jiang Shu didn't like it and stood in front of the exhibition and wandered around.
Suddenly someone tapped her left shoulder. When she looked around, the man appeared on the right, "Why are you here?"
It's Qingying.
She was responsible for the art exhibition and arrived early in the morning.
Jiang Shu took a sip of champagne and said, "Come and appreciate the skills of a great painter."