Sheng Wantang really didn't expect it. She even wanted to laugh a little, but she held it back.
Without games to play, Cen Yi began to surf the Internet out of boredom.
"Sister-in-law, do you know Frank?" He suddenly said, "My mother likes this designer very much."
"Yes, I know him. If your mother needs help, I can help contact Frank." Sheng Wantang, who can write speeches and chat well, asked casually, "How do you know that I know him?"
"I'm afraid there aren't many people on the Internet who don't know about it, right?" Cen Yi turned out his phone and showed it to Sheng Wantang.
The hot search tag is: [Top fashion designer Frank claims he is not worthy of his muse]. The content is very simple, it is the video of Frank answering reporters’ questions at the show.
[With this appearance, this figure, this temperament, this outfit, what kind of top-notch look is this! My saliva is already flowing to the floor!]
[It’s over, I have a boyfriend, but when she smiles, I feel like I’m bent.]
[Too old to be worthy, hahaha, I’m sorry, although I feel distressed, but it’s so funny!]
[She is my benefactor and my muse, and she deserves to be given the throne at the cost of my glory—this sentence is too sweet! Ahhhhh!]
[Cen Yi’s groundbreaking makeup photos, romantic fireworks show, beautiful classical dance, Ferrand’s benefactor and muse, and his top-notch looks that make you lick the screen! Ahhh! Is this woman a fairy? 】
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"The outrageous person of the year is Sheng Wantang. A stylist who can't dance classical dance is not a good stage designer." Cen Yi said slowly.
Sheng Wantang raised his head: "Ah?"
"This is what netizens say about you." Cen Yi raised his phone and sighed, "You are so awesome!"
Sheng Wantang was about to say thank you when she heard Cen Yi ask: "Are you blind to marry Lu Jiyuan?"
"Your cousin won't make me blind...right?" Sheng Wantang's expression was subtle.
One thing to say, Lu Jiyuan is still quite popular now.
Cen Yi had a question mark on his face: "You shouldn't have known that he had no problem with his legs before you married him, right? Then he is an authoritarian with disabled legs and a bad temper. Although he looks good, he has facial paralysis! If you have no problem with your eyes, you will like him.
he?"
Sheng Wantang: "..." Unable to refute.
Before five o'clock, Lu Jiyuan arrived home early.
When the boy on the sofa saw the man, he turned his head away with a look of disdain.
Lu Jiyuan didn't talk nonsense and said as soon as he entered the door: "The tutor will arrive tomorrow, and you will study in the annex building."
The large villa where Lu Jiyuan and Sheng Wantang live is the main building of Silver Moon Manor. There is a small villa a few meters next to the main building, which is an auxiliary building.
The annex building is usually used for entertaining guests, but Lu Jiyuan rarely invites friends to the manor, so the annex building has always been vacant.
"I don't want to learn! I want to compete in the World Championships!" Cen Yi jumped up excitedly in protest.
"When you finish the college entrance examination, will the world be gone? Or will the world championship be gone?" Lu Jiyuan's attitude was cold and tough, "Cen Yi, you want to be the only illiterate person in your family with a high school degree."
"I am here to bring glory to the country, even you old man can't understand this!" Cen Yi moved out of the alliance and argued with reason, "My sister-in-law has always approved of me playing professionally!"
Sheng Wantang, who was suddenly cueed: "???"
When did she agree?
Well, it seems that when she met Cen Yi for the first time to style him, this guy asked her such a question.
Daqing has been planning for a long time and is waiting for her here!
"Um..." Sheng Wantang had no choice but to say, "Having a high school degree does not mean that you are illiterate."
Many professional athletes and e-sports players have indeed given up their studies in order to play professionally, but this does not mean that others do not have cultural literacy.
Lu Jiyuan glanced at Sheng Wantang, turned to Cen Yi, and said very forcefully: "Your parents have handed you over to me. If you don't learn, you won't have food. Do you want to learn or not?"
After saying that, he walked upstairs.
Cen Yi was as angry as a balloon about to explode, with a posture of "If I don't eat, I won't eat."
Sheng Wantang glanced at Cen Yi, caught up with Lu Jiyuan, and waited until he reached the second floor before speaking.
"Hey, he's your cousin after all. It wouldn't be good if he didn't give me food, right?" Sheng Wantang said tactfully, "Seventeen or eighteen is the time to grow."
Lu Jiyuan disagreed: "You won't starve to death if you don't eat for three days."
Sheng Wantang: "..."
Lu Jiyuan: "If you only grow your body but not your brain, what will you eat?"
Sheng Wantang: “…………”
Suddenly I felt that Cen Yi was miserable too.
Sheng Wantang couldn't bear it, thought for a moment and said, "How about I go talk to him?"
"Don't worry about him."
Lu Jiyuan pushed open the study door and pulled Sheng Wantang in.
Before Sheng Wantang could react, the door had been closed, and the man pressed her against the door panel, his facial features magnified in front of her eyes.
He pressed down and engaged in a long kiss.
When she was released, Sheng Wantang's breathing was a little unsteady, and her body instinctively became weak, so she could only be supported by his waist.
"Congratulations, Miss Sheng Wantang, the youngest gold medal winner of "Year"."
The man's deep and mellow voice sounded in the study, and a slight echo came from the sealed wall of the study, rubbing people's eardrums.
Sheng Wantang was stunned for a moment. She should be happy, but when she spoke, she felt a little aggrieved that she didn't realize: "You know?"
It sounds more like: You finally know it!
Lu Jiyuan lowered his eyes and smiled, bowing down and pressing his forehead against the woman's forehead, his posture was intimate and meant to comfort her.
He said: "I asked Hillel."
And it was popularized by Xi Ruier about how awesome Sheng Wantang was for winning this award.
Sheng Wantang snorted, her mood gradually improved, and she pushed Lu Jiyuan: "Get out of the way, I have to go and get busy."
"What are you busy with?" Lu Jiyuan remained motionless and even pressed closer to Sheng Wantang.
"The speech for the anniversary of my alma mater." Sheng Wantang suddenly remembered and asked suspiciously, "That day at school, you asked the school security uncle to send me off?"
It's okay not to mention this, but once it is mentioned, Lu Jiyuan has another score to settle.
He pinched Sheng Wantang's chin and said, "Pretend you don't know me again? Huh?"
The last word "um" has a rising sound and is full of danger.
"Aren't you also pretending not to know me?" Sheng Wantang rolled her eyes, "You were still having a cold war with me at that time!"
A smile flashed across Lu Jiyuan's eyes, and the hand that pinched the woman's chin moved back to pinch the tip of the woman's ear.
"Little heartless, who called a car for you?"
Sheng Wantang's ears were sensitive and she trembled subconsciously, tilting her head and hiding away.
"Who is it? Huh?" Lu Jiyuan was not going to let her go.
"You! It's you!" Sheng Wantang felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and quickly stopped, "Let me go quickly! Your cousin is still downstairs!"
"It's not like he doesn't understand."
Is this a question of whether you understand or not?!