After greeting the guests for a while, Wen Qiang took Tang Qiaoer to her studio.
The master and apprentice are as close as sisters. They talk and laugh when no one is around, and the atmosphere is warm and happy.
Wen Qiang brought out her own good tea to entertain Tang Qiao'er, and brought out snacks made by the top pastry chefs in the country, which the guests downstairs couldn't even try.
"Serve tea to Master!"
"Hmm~ Mingqian tea is as precious as gold, green in color, fragrant and mellow in taste, not bad, not bad." Tang Qiaoer sipped the tea leisurely with a smile, holding the lid of the cup with her green onion-like hands, and gently skimming the floating tea.
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The good manners and manners of the aristocratic lady are evident. This is the temperament accumulated by generations and cannot be learned by others.
"It's a blessing that Master likes this tea!" Wen Qiang chuckled.
She is clearly a cold and charming lady, but when she gets in front of Tang Qiaoer, she is as naive as a little silly girl.
Their acquaintance goes back six years.
Although Wen Qiang was extremely talented in fashion design at that time and had a lot of inspiration, she came to prominence prematurely and became the target of public criticism prematurely.
She was forced to have no choice but to take part in a competition show that designed clothes for celebrities. However, she was humiliated by a big-name actress on the show and was criticized as worthless by the "highly respected" judges.
Later, Sharon, a talented fashion designer who is a global sensation, publicly spoke out for her online and criticized the ill-intentioned people on the show, exposing their narrow-minded and ugly faces.
Taking the lead, some designers who had suffered greatly came forward to criticize the injustice and darkness in the design world. While gaining attention for her, it also allowed people to see the excellence of this cutting-edge designer.
——"As beautiful as a tree is in the forest, the wind will destroy it. If it cannot be destroyed, it will be proud of the snow and frost. Miss Wen Qiang, you have a talent that amazes me. Don't belittle yourself and move forward courageously. Come on!"
Sharon is like her name, the rose blooming in the desert, giving Wen Qiang hope of rebirth.
What happened after that was completely humorous. The designers who criticized her could not bear the pressure of public opinion and publicly apologized, but no one bought it and she was almost ruined. The actress was also scolded bloody and countless scandals were dug out.
, disappeared within a year.
"Master, you are the talented designer Sharon, why don't you reveal your true identity?" Wen Qiang asked curiously as she poured tea for Tang Qiaoer.
"You've asked this question a hundred and eighty times, and it's almost like a mantra."
Tang Qiaoer rubbed her temples, "I like the feeling of strategizing behind the scenes. I don't like standing in the spotlight, and I don't want to break the peaceful life now."
"Oh, it's such a pity. If you told me you were Sharon, that gold guy would probably be so frightened that his jaw would dislocate, and he wouldn't dare to talk nonsense to you."
Wen Qiang gritted her teeth in anger, "That woman dares to laugh at you just because she is Shen Jingjue's fiancée. She is really wearing women's clothes, so crazy and arrogant!"
"Who am I, and what kind of beast is she?"
Tang Qiaoer was drinking tea comfortably, feeling at ease, "She is not worthy of knowing Sharon."
"But Master, how could you form a quarrel with that kind of person? Do you have any problems with her? Do you want my disciple to help you vent your bad anger?"
Tang Qiaoer was startled, then smiled lightly, "Goodbye, she is the future wife of the president of Shen Group."
"So what if she is the president's wife? I am your little Tibetan mastiff, and I will bite whoever bites you!" Wen Qiang bared her little white teeth as she spoke, looking extremely cute.
Tang Qiaoer felt a little ashamed when she mentioned this.
Although Wen Qiang had a close relationship with her, he didn't know that she was the daughter of Tang Wanting, the richest man in Haimen, let alone the ex-wife of Shen Jingjue, the president of the Shen Group.
Sometimes, Tang Qiaoer feels like she has a split personality.
She has many vests and many identities, and the people she knows from these identities have not yet crossed paths. Each has its own circle and its own excitement.
It's magical enough.
"Master, does your promise to me still count?" Wen Qiang held up a heart-shaped snack in both hands and looked at her eagerly.
"Of course, you are not joking. But as a male dance partner, are you ready for me? If your skills are not good and you are not handsome, I won't do it." Tang Qiaoer raised her slender legs and asked like an old Buddha.
"It has been prepared for a long time! Long legs and sexy abs, handsome and hot mermaid waist, absolutely delicious! You are guaranteed to be satisfied!"
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The small incident did not affect the progress of the reception.
Shen Jingjue stood there with a cold face, his suit and leather shoes outlined his charming muscle lines, and his materialistic handsomeness made him a harvester of sight. The eyes of all the women in the room were wandering around him.
Jin Enrou stared back with those passionate eyes, no different from a bitch guarding her food.
If she hadn't been looking for Wen Qiang to design a wedding dress today, she would never have brought her man to such an occasion. Isn't this the same as throwing Tang Monk's meat into the silk hole? If you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid that thieves will miss you!
But Shen Jingjue ignored everyone, his unfathomable starry eyes subconsciously searched the whole place.
Who you are looking for is self-evident.
"Ah! It's Wen Qiang!"
Seeing Wen Qiang reappear after disappearing for a while, Jin Enrou nervously tugged on Shen Jingjue's sleeve, "Brother Jingjue, let's stop her quickly and talk to her properly.
You are the president of the Shen family and have a valuable status. If you put pressure on her, she will definitely agree to design a wedding dress for me!"
Shen Jingjue frowned and was pulled over by Jin Enrou.
"Ms. Wen, actually we are here this time hoping that you can design a wedding dress for me. I will get married to Mr. Shen next month. We will hold a grand wedding and it will be broadcast live across the country."
Jin Enrou leaned sweetly on Shen Jingjue, her expression could not hide her pride, "If your wedding dress appears on my body by then, it will definitely attract the attention of people across the country. What great publicity it will be.
As long as you design for me, money is not an issue. Just ask if you have any requirements and we can satisfy you! We are very sincere!"
"Money is not a problem? Miss Jin is indeed someone who wants to marry into a wealthy family. She has a lot of money."
Wen Qiang smiled and raised a finger, "One hundred million, I'll consider it."
"What?! It's too expensive!" Jin Enrou was dumbfounded.
"Oh, didn't you say that money is not a problem? One hundred million would scare the future CEO's wife?"
"One hundred million, yes." Shen Jingjue's face was expressionless.
"Brother Jingju..." Jin Enrou bit her lower lip and was so moved that she almost cried.
"You can, but I can't." Wen Qiang's smile was so cold it could turn into ice.
Shen Jingjue frowned, feeling that he had been tricked.
"My master, I forgive you for not forgetting your faults. I can't. Miss Jin, let alone your wedding, don't ask about the couture dress in the future. I will definitely not lend it to you."
After saying that, Wen Qiang snorted and left proudly, not wanting to say any more nonsense.
Jin Enrou was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth. She greeted the woman's ancestors in her heart, but her face looked aggrieved as if she had been bullied. "I'm surprised, brother...Did Miss Bai say something to her?" Why are you so hostile to us?
If she's not happy, she can come at me, but how can she use someone who doesn't understand her as a weapon?"
Shen Jingjue felt very depressed, "When the reception is over, I will talk to Bai Xiaoxiao and ask her to persuade Wen Qiang to make a wedding dress for you."
"Brother Jingjue! You are so kind. I knew you loved me the most!"
Just when Jin Enrou was about to kiss Shen Jingjue, the whole audience suddenly remembered the cheers and enthusiastic shouts.
Immediately, the light in the lobby gradually dimmed, and a bright beam of light hit the catwalk.
Tango music with a very modern style and mysterious color sounded, and a handsome male dancer wearing a black shirt and black trousers appeared.
The next second, Shen Jing felt his breath suffocate!
I saw Tang Qiaoer, who was charming, graceful and wearing a tight and sexy red dress, whirling into everyone's sight with gorgeous dance steps.
"Oh my God! Is that the same woman just now? The contrast is huge!"
"Beautiful, sassy, wild and lusty! I really love it!"
"Although they behave intimately, their exquisite dancing makes you feel no lust. It is a completely high-end artistic atmosphere. It is simply amazing!"
Shen Jingjue looked at his ex-wife who was so charming and shining on the stage, and there was an undercurrent of a storm slowly surging in his dark eyes.
How can she dance tango? Isn’t it tone-deaf and uncoordinated?
How could she dress so revealingly in front of everyone?
How could she let that man hug her waist?!
Once you are divorced, you can no longer care about your shame?!
Shen Jingjue saw his woman, with her slim waist and seductive legs half-naked and half-covered under the red dress, and her starry eyes filled with dark fire.
Tango is essentially an ambiguous dance with undercurrents.
Tang Qiaoer's expression was passionate and flamboyant, her eyes were full of provocation, and she played hard-to-get tricks on the male dancers.
Music, climax after another.
Tang Qiaoer wrapped around the male dancer's body like a vine, her slender jade arms wrapped around the man's strong waist.
A pair of captivating eyes happened to look at Shen Jingjue in the audience.
Shen Jingjue was stung by this intrusive gaze, his heart was in chaos, his face was stern, but his Adam's apple was rolling restlessly.
He wanted to rush to the stage and push the male dancer away, take off his suit and wrap her up tightly!
Even he, a husband, has never been so close to his wife. How can other men do it?!