"Why does Sheng Wantang look better when she's pregnant?"
"Who is the foreigner supporting Sheng Wantang? Wearing sunglasses and a bodyguard?"
"This dress on Sheng Wantang is so beautiful! It's the first time I've seen a pregnant woman look so good in a dress!"
Everyone reacted and were amazed.
"Be careful of the steps." Frank helped Sheng Wantang walk forward.
"Mrs. Lu, in your current situation, didn't Mr. Lu accompany you?" came a female voice, smiling as if she suddenly realized, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you can't see me. I'm Yan Yixi."
Yan Yixi has become a top-tier star this year, with good traffic. She recently accepted a lead role from a big director. The only problem is her relationship.
And this emotional unhappiness comes from Luo Heng and Chu Yi.
Yan Yixi was angry with Sheng Wantang.
The atmosphere that had finally become lively became quiet again.
Everyone was so focused that they were afraid of missing any gossip.
Sheng Wantang nodded and did not speak to the other party.
In Yan Yixi's opinion, this reaction meant that he looked down upon himself.
"Mrs. Lu, I just ordered a set of Mr. Frank's limited edition haute couture. My studio originally wanted to invite you to do my styling, but now your eyes... ugh! What a pity!"
Yan Yixi sighed regretfully.
Frank's limited-edition haute couture can only be obtained by wealthy ladies. Most celebrities can only borrow it from the brand. Being able to have the right to purchase it once is indeed worth showing off.
"Even if there is no problem with my eyes, I probably won't cooperate with you." Sheng Wantang smiled slightly, "Miss Yan, you are not within the scope of my cooperation."
The taste seems to say: You don't deserve it!
"Sheng Wantang!" Yan Yixi looked ugly.
Frank looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him strangely, and asked: "Franck's haute couture quota? Have you got the clothes?"
Yan Yixi glanced at Sheng Wantang's foreign bodyguard unhappily, raised her chin slightly and said.
"It will be shipped from Paris next month."
Frank took off his sunglasses and said, "Then your clothes are gone."
"Frank! That's Frank!" The person who recognized Frank exclaimed.
"Frank, the master of fashion design? Did he just help Sheng Wan Tang get out of the car? He also helped Sheng Wan Tang walk? Is there any mistake? I thought he was Sheng Wan Tang's bodyguard!"
"Sheng Wantang's dress was also designed by Frank, right? It's so beautiful!"
"Fei, Frank..." Yan Yixi's face turned pale, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you just now, I..."
She never expected that Frank would come here in person and be willing to serve as an armrest for Sheng Wantang!
Frank interrupted her, "Miss, I think none of the dresses I designed are suitable for you, so you should never wear them again."
This not only means that Frank will not sell his designs to Yan Yixi, but even the styling studios and brands he collaborates with will not be able to lend the dresses he designed to Yan Yixi.
Yan Yixi's face turned pale.
Fashion resources are particularly important to celebrities.
A reporter then asked: "Ms. Sheng Wantang, after you lose your sight and you can no longer do styling, what are your plans?"
Frank glared at the reporter: "Are you a Pacific Police officer?"
Be broad-minded!
Reporter: "..." Why do people around Sheng Wantang like to criticize people so much?
"Sheng Wantang is not only my muse, but also my boss. To disrespect her is to disrespect me."
Frank's eyes swept over the reporters and people in the entertainment industry who were watching the show. Most of these people's eyes were originally for watching the show, but now their expressions gradually changed.
"boss?"
"What boss?"
A group of people were shocked, but no one answered them. Frank had already helped Sheng Wantang into the venue.
Sheng Wantang was helpless and amused: "Frank, your Chinese is getting better and better."
Even the Pacific Police knew this insinuation.
Frank said angrily: "They are just bad writers!"
"..." How come he even started learning swear words?
Sheng Wantang felt as if the radishes in her field were growing crookedly.
"Thank you Frank." Sheng Wantang said sincerely.
A thin layer of red appeared on Frank's white skin, and he was not used to Sheng Wantang's solemn greeting.
After all, he was in his thirties. He quickly adjusted his attitude and smiled slightly, "Miss, it is my honor to protect you!"
Sheng Wantang was about to speak when he suddenly felt something.
She tilted her head in a certain direction and asked, "Is anyone over there looking at me?"
Frank went over and saw only a few cars.
He replied: "No."
Sheng Wantang turned her head back, feeling strange in her heart: "I feel like someone is looking at me."
And it's a hot and sticky sight.
Could it be that she felt wrong?
Frank asked: "Little boss, do you want to ask if Mr. Lu is here?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I have a basis for thinking!" Frank said, "Apart from your extremely possessive husband, who else would stare at you and let you feel it?"
Frank looked around in confusion: "But, I didn't see anyone either!"
Sheng Wantang's fingers subconsciously pinched the pleats of her skirt.
If Lu Jiyuan wanted to hide, Frank would definitely not be able to see him.
Could it be that Lu Jiyuan is here?
The moment the woman's face turned around, Lu Jiyuan's heart skipped a beat.
Separated by the distance of several meters and the single-pane glass, he did not move his eyes away and looked at the woman dressed up for the occasion unscrupulously.
Lu Jiyuan's eyes moved to Frank, and he frowned.
He thought about stepping forward directly, taking Frank's place, and becoming Sheng Wantang's armrest and eyes.
However, he was afraid that she would be unhappy.
He was also afraid that she would alienate him in public, letting everyone know that there was indeed something wrong with their relationship.
So much so that those men who had been thinking about Sheng Wantang for a long time thought they had an opportunity.
…
"Is Xuan Qian here?" Sheng Wantang asked Liuliu who was accompanying him.
Liuliu glanced at the guest signature wall and said, "Here we come."
Sheng Wantang nodded and handed a USB flash drive to Liuliu: "After the award ceremony, pop the contents on the big screen."
Liuliu was a little excited: "Put it on me!"
Frank and Sheng Wantang had just left when Chu Ling came swaying in a silver fishtail skirt.
"Ms. Sheng is extremely smart, and styling design is just her hobby. She doesn't rely on it to make a living, so why does she need to plan?" Chu Ling glanced at the reporter who just asked the question.
Flashes flashed, and reporters slapped Chu Ling in the face.
Chu Ling elegantly pulled back her hair and spoke again slowly.
"Ms. Sheng is the owner of the rich bar and the latest exhibition hall in Imperial City. She owns a private island and resort. She is also a top academic at Imperial City University and has top-notch dancing and piano skills... Styling and design is just one of her choices. How?
Some people think that if they can’t engage in this industry, they will lose their livelihood?”
"What a joke!" Chu Ling glanced at Yan Yixi, who had a bad expression, "To say the least, with Frank here, he can keep Sheng Wantang in the leading position in the industry!"
Yan Yixi was ridiculed and wanted to choke back, but Chu Ling's industry status was higher than hers, so she didn't dare.
The others looked at each other.
Indeed, what Frank did and said just now was clearly to support Sheng Wantang!
Tell these people, whoever makes Sheng Wantang look bad will make him look bad!
Yan Yixi is their example!
When Cen Yi arrived, Sheng Wantang had already left, and he happened to hear Chu Ling's words.
He was thoughtful and suddenly understood what he needed to do today!