Steal a god and take it home

"I know I was wrong." Chu Lingxuan said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Song Xiaoya asked.

Chu Lingxuan was a little speechless, women just like to ask questions.

As a man, he actually just knew that he was wrong, but he really couldn't tell where he was wrong.

He thinks in a macro perspective that what he did was wrong.

"If you can't tell, it means you don't know what's wrong with you." Song Xiaoya snorted.

Chu Lingxuan felt a little headache.

Why go so deep?

"I was wrong everywhere."

"Hmph, I don't have any regrets, do you know how annoying you are?" Song Xiaoya said.

"Don't hate me." Chu Lingxuan grabbed her hand pitifully, pulled her into his arms and hugged her. "I shouldn't hurt you, Xiaoya, I'm just...just angry."

"You just don't believe me." Song Xiaoya pushed him away, "You didn't believe me before, and it's all a lie to say that you will believe me in the future."

"It's not that I don't believe you, I'm angry with myself." Chu Lingxuan frowned.

Song Xiaoya looked at him, not understanding the meaning of his words.

"I'm angry that I didn't protect you well and let you be bullied, that's all. But what I did hurt you, and I was at fault." Chu Lingxuan said sincerely.

Song Xiaoya looked at him, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"But you clearly doubt me."

"I'm afraid." Chu Lingxuan sighed and hugged her body.

"I'm afraid you'll fall in love with someone else."

Song Xiaoya felt a little refreshed.

"Brother Chu, are you really afraid that I will fall in love with someone else?"

"Hmm." Chu Lingxuan hugged her tightly, admitting this, he felt embarrassed.

But it's the truth.

Song Xiaoya laughed in his arms.

The two settled their suspicions, and Song Xiaoya's injuries were not too serious, so she was given anti-inflammatory injections and some medicine.

Doctors also released her to go home.

It's just that sex is not allowed for a month.

Song Xiaoya didn't feel anything, but Chu Lingxuan felt a little dark.

He never knew that a woman is so fragile, if she uses too much force, it will really break.

Song Xiaoya just felt that he didn't know how strong and rude he was!
No matter what other men do, they won't bleed.

He was already bigger than others and possessed brute strength.

Hey.

It hurts to think about it.

**
Since seeing Liu Weiya last time, Zhang Qian has been worried for several days, for fear that her father would know about this matter.

But she was relieved that nothing happened for a few days.

She thought that Liu Weiya still depended on the friendship between her father and their family after all, so the relationship between the two families would not be strained.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian became more courageous.

As long as you have money, nothing is impossible.

Zhang Qian sent someone to watch Song Xiaoya's every move.

"Miss, that woman will be elegant and fashionable the day after tomorrow, and she will walk the catwalk with VVCOCO." A man in a suit said to Zhang Qian.

"Her? What is she capable of? With her shabby figure, going on show? It's ridiculous." Zhang Qian snorted, but if the news was good, then she really showed her prestige.

"That's right, I bought two tickets for the press conference, Missy, can I go and see it?"

"She deserves me to go and see?" Zhang Qian snatched the two tickets, but she was itching with hatred in her heart. She took out her mobile phone and called Bai Bing.

"Hello." Bai Bing answered the phone after a long time.

"Bing'er, I have two tickets for the VVCOCO press conference, are you interested in going to see it with me?" Zhang Qian asked.

"When?" Bai Bing asked.

"The night after tomorrow." Zhang Qian looked at the two tickets, thinking about something.

"Exactly, I'll be fine the night after tomorrow." Bai Bing said.

"Then it's settled, we'll go together then." Zhang Qian said.

"Well, okay."

"It is said that the price of this season's new products is already very high. After the show, VVCOCO's works will definitely set off a fashion frenzy. If there is a model that I like the night after tomorrow, I want to buy it directly. "

Bai Bing smiled at the other end: "It's okay, and then directly wear it out of the venue. There must be countless reporters that night."

"Bing'er, it is said that the finale work is VVCOCO's painstaking efforts for more than three years. It must be a thousand times more beautiful than the mermaid princess wedding dress last time. If you can take off that dress, it will be amazing." Zhang Qian Said.

"I think so too, but there must be a lot of people competing that night, and whether VVCOCO will be sold is still a question. You know, that man has a bad temper."

"That's right, let's talk about it after we go, maybe we are lucky?" Zhang Qian laughed.

"Lend your auspicious words."

"That's it for now." After Zhang Qian finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

She thought for a while, and said to the man standing aside: "Come here, do something for me."

The man came over and approached her, and she whispered something in his ear.

The man said with some hesitation: "Miss, this... human life is at stake, it's not good if things get serious."

"What are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, I will bear it." Zhang Qian stared.

"Yes." The man replied.

After Song Xiaoya left the hospital, she only had one day to participate in the rehearsal.

Qin Shu learned that she had just been discharged from the hospital. Although she didn't know why she was admitted to the hospital, she didn't let her practice for too long during the rehearsal.

Basically, she has nothing to criticize, after all, she is not a professional.

Just follow him in the right direction.

Finally came the day of the catwalk.

Song Xiaoya came to Qin Shu early in the morning, today it is very different, the runway that was originally entered the door was removed, and turned into rows of tables, and the runway was set up not far away, the stage lights, the surrounding Fashionable decorations, although these decorations can't see anything when the lights are like a catwalk, but the designer's requirements are so strict, every detail requires perfection.

Song Xiaoya sat and waited on the stage behind wearing flat shoes.

Qin Shu also led other professional models in the final rehearsal.

Those models were all 1.8 meters by 1.9 meters in height, with long hands and feet. Song Xiaoya's small figure stood in front of them, just like Mu Zeyu standing in front of her.

So Song Xiaoya simply sat on the stage at the back, and didn't bother to watch their rehearsal.

Wait until five o'clock in the afternoon.

The door of elegance and style was opened, and a 100-meter red carpet was laid outside the door.

Beautiful flower baskets are placed on both sides of the stairs, and a row of ladies in cheongsams stand on both sides to welcome guests.

At this time, many journalists and media friends also came.

Most of them are waiting at the door, after all, there are many big names who will come tonight.

Whatever other people know, they will invite some popular celebrities to be guests and gather popularity.

But the style of this great designer is unique, no celebrity can ever be on his stage.

There were never any guests either.

But many people come here because of such admiration.

So those big stars don't need to invite them at all, they buy tickets for themselves to watch.

Maybe it's good because you can't get it, and some people commented on it later.

Those who can enter VVCOCO's clothing exhibition and press conference are all good stars.

Someone once commented that his fashion conference was called the Red Man Club.

Almost all the people who come to rub their faces are big stars.

Many small stars will also come to steal the scene.

However, the entertainment industry is a circle of personal relationships.

Those big stars come to tell their own media that they want to make beautiful pictures of themselves and make others ugly, so small stars have no chance to be featured in big media at all.

Occasionally, one or two people who know how to look for opportunities just show their faces.

But everyone's focus is still on the big stars and those clothes that you can't understand but feel unpredictable and beautiful.

After each of his fashion shows, the fashion magazines have the same style, and the stars also have the same style, all kinds of shirts.

Song Xiaoya sat cross-legged on the sofa, playing mobile games.

Two tall models walked in and took a look at her.

One of them said, "I heard she is Asia tonight?"

Another woman said: "Unbelievable."

"VV's vision is really unique." The woman said with some sourness.

"I thought it would be some big star, but I didn't expect it to be her. Do you know who she is?"

"I don't know, it looks like I have no family background."

Song Xiaoya played the game with her head down, and she heard everything they said.

But real rich people never like to brag about themselves.

She is worth a lot now.

Not counting Chu Lingxuan, the ones she stole are worth hundreds of millions. Is she still short of money?

She just likes to keep a low profile.

The two women discussed her while applying their makeup.

Seeing her shrunk there, she thought she was easy to bully, so she spoke in a very low voice.

Song Xiaoya only looked up at the two of them after playing a game.

If you don't move now, it's all for Qin Shu.

The show was only a few hours away, and she was waiting hours to process them.

snort!
After seven o'clock, the outside was already full of people.

Song Xiaoya walked out from the stage behind and glanced at it quietly.

Hey, it's like a film festival outside.

All stars are taking pictures, all kinds of co-productions.

Song Xiaoya took a glance, and saw the tall beauty, Bai Bing, who was dressed in white and had fluttering hair.

Beside her, there is Zhang Qian wearing a goose yellow tight-fitting 13-piece skirt.

Zhang Qian followed Bai Bing and took a lot of shots.

That woman must have been even angrier when she saw her appear in the finale, right?

Song Xiaoya felt a little refreshed instead.

I wonder if Mu Zeyu and Liu Weiya are here.

She looked and didn't see them.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chu Lingxuan.

"Brother Chu, are you coming to see my catwalk?"

It took a while for Chu Lingxuan to reply: "It's going to be late, I have something to do."

Song Xiaoya pouted, she was the finale anyway, the last one, I hope he can make it in time.

A large group of models suddenly came to the back stage. They had already put on their makeup, put on their clothes, and stood in line waiting.

Only then did Qin Shu come to look for her.

"Xiaoya, it's your turn to put on makeup."

"Aren't you going to see them?" Song Xiaoya asked.

"No." Qin Shu replied.

"Oh." Song Xiaoya followed Qin Shu into the dressing room.

The models who were lined up looked at her, a little girl, and followed Qin Shu.

Everyone's eyes looked like they could kill someone.

Song Xiaoya glanced at them, she was so tall, she was so ugly!

I don't know what Qin Shu's vision is, the faces of those women are painted like those who sing Peking Opera.

He said it was makeup, but she didn't understand.