Flash Marriage Wife Sweetness Full Score
Chapter 390 Fashion Week Competition
Pei Chengyi answered the call from Weiss.
Wes's voice sounded extraordinarily happy.
"Boss, there is another international competition that I want to invite you to be a referee recently. I have negotiated some specific contracts with him. Their various itineraries and activities are all in line with your itinerary."
Pei Chengyi raised her eyebrows calmly.
"No time to."
Her tone was very flat, with a pair of light blue eyes reflecting, she stared motionlessly at a child's toy not far away.
Weiss' voice came again soon.
"Boss, I know you're pregnant, so it's inconvenient to move around, and maybe the baby in your belly may not be too comfortable with the environment there, so I only negotiated with them about the number of flying guests for one period."
Pei Chengyi calmly took out a glass of milk from the side and drank it.
Lu Zhiming, who was standing not far away, carefully cared for her body, with a bit of pity in his eyes.
He leaned his head slightly on Pei Chengyi's neck and shoulders, and kept whispering in her ear.
"I will invest in them this fashion week, so that they will not come to invite again."
Hearing his domineering remarks, Pei Chengyi raised her eyebrows, and a calm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Weiss said helplessly and aggrievedly.
"It's not that I want my boss to go during pregnancy, but the organizer of their fashion week is indeed very well-known in the industry. If I can participate in the first episode, I can better network in the fashion circle."
After he finished speaking, he continued to ask with some concerns.
"Boss, I came to see you once when you were pregnant. Tell me honestly, can the baby in your womb be able to walk? If not, I will not arrange you to do this job even if I kill you."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Pei Chengyi's mouth.
She glanced at Lu Zhiming lightly.
"There is no problem."
Her tone was very light.
Looking around at everything in the house, she touched her still very flat stomach.
Since she was pregnant, Lu Zhiming often took her out to relax, but she was not allowed to touch the computer or the mobile phone.
She suddenly had the urge to go out and play.
"You arrange it for me."
After Weiss heard her reply, the excitement in his tone rose sharply.
After he hung up the phone, he quickly called Fashion Week again.
After discussing all the details, he sorted out all the details of the contract and sent them to Pei Chengyi's mailbox.
Lu Zhiming turned on the phone silently, and read it to Pei Chengyi with a bit of resentment.
Pei Chengyi was sitting on the sofa, still eating grapes.
Ling'er beside her glanced at her stomach from time to time, her eyes full of curiosity and scrutiny.
After Lu Zhiming buckled the phone, he stared at Pei Chengyi with a serious face.
"Do you really want to go to Fashion Week?"
Pei Chengyi nodded, and there was a little joy in her cold eyes.
"Ah."
He smiled helplessly, and there was a trace of joy and warmth in his cold and sharp eyes.
Three days later, Pei Chengyi got off the plane.
Lu Zhiming beside her was wearing a black suit, taking care of everything about her in every detail, and was still holding her waist tightly.
The two walked down the stairs of the plane.
A cool breeze blew their hair.
Just when Pei Chengyi was about to walk out of the airport, a mature man suddenly stopped her.
A mature smile appeared on Lydia's face.
He walked towards Pei Chengyi very enthusiastically.
Pei Chengyi stared at him lightly, with a polite smile on his lips.
"Miss Pei didn't expect to meet you in this place. It's really fate."
There was joy in Lydia's eyes.
Pei Chengyi also nodded indifferently, and shook hands with him.
Soon, Lideya noticed that Lu Zhiming who was beside Pei Chengyi was staring at him in surprise.
"I think this is your husband, Ms. Pei. He is really a good-looking talent, and his career seems to be going smoothly."
Lu Zhiming nodded, and reached out to shake his hand.
The three arrived at the preparation site for Fashion Week in the same car.
There are a large number of models gathered around the fashion week.
The figure against the sky is very common in the crowd.
The artists turned their heads.
When they saw the three of them side by side, they immediately focused their eyes on the three of them.
Pei Chengyi stood in the middle, with a pair of slender legs under her tall figure, and a simple pair of hip-wrapped jeans undoubtedly highlighted her perfect figure.
On the left is Lu Zhiming.
Lu Zhiming has deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and a sharp jaw.
The black suit highlights his golden ratio figure, but he doesn't look bloated when he wears a suit.
Lideya standing on the right side is wearing a simple earthen dress, with a white shirt draped over a khaki windbreaker, and a dark gray butterfly tie on the net.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the temperament and appearance of these three people, and their eyes were full of amazement.
Pei Chengyi walked through the crowd calmly and came to the backstage.
All the audience has not yet entered, and the surrounding seats are empty.
Pei Chengyi saw it, the person in charge of hosting the fashion week this time.
The person in charge walked forward enthusiastically, with some praise and appreciation in his kind smile.
"I'm really grateful to Weiss for calling you here. This will be the biggest surprise of my fashion week."
Pei Chengyi nodded calmly, with a calm smile on the corner of her mouth, but a cold and flat look on her brows and eyes.
Soon, the person in charge shook hands with Lu Zhiming and Lideya in turn.
Pei Chengyi found a casual place to sit down.
After a while, Lu Zhiming also left the business conversation and walked over.
He thoughtfully put a small pure white quilt on Pei Chengyi's legs.
"There is a blower not far from here, don't catch a cold."
The haughty and low voice was extra tinged with tenderness and love.
The surrounding people gradually became lively, and the models also entered the stage one after another.
Everyone had excited smiles on their faces.
When they passed by the person in charge, they all extended their palms and clapped him enthusiastically.
After half an hour, the audience also entered the arena one after another.
Everyone greeted the person in charge very intimately.
"Vickers, to be able to watch your fashion week again before you retire is fulfilling a lifelong wish of mine."
"You are so polite. It is my greatest honor to have you here. Come, come, please take a seat."
With a smile all over his face, Vickers invited every guest to enter the venue as soon as possible, but the smile on his face never weakened.
Pei Chengyi looked at all this indifferently, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.
After the host took the stage, the atmosphere of the fashion week became lively.
"Welcome everyone to today's fashion week. This is the last fashion week of Mr. Vickers' career. Thank you for your support. Let us look forward to the official start of fashion week."
Wes's voice sounded extraordinarily happy.
"Boss, there is another international competition that I want to invite you to be a referee recently. I have negotiated some specific contracts with him. Their various itineraries and activities are all in line with your itinerary."
Pei Chengyi raised her eyebrows calmly.
"No time to."
Her tone was very flat, with a pair of light blue eyes reflecting, she stared motionlessly at a child's toy not far away.
Weiss' voice came again soon.
"Boss, I know you're pregnant, so it's inconvenient to move around, and maybe the baby in your belly may not be too comfortable with the environment there, so I only negotiated with them about the number of flying guests for one period."
Pei Chengyi calmly took out a glass of milk from the side and drank it.
Lu Zhiming, who was standing not far away, carefully cared for her body, with a bit of pity in his eyes.
He leaned his head slightly on Pei Chengyi's neck and shoulders, and kept whispering in her ear.
"I will invest in them this fashion week, so that they will not come to invite again."
Hearing his domineering remarks, Pei Chengyi raised her eyebrows, and a calm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Weiss said helplessly and aggrievedly.
"It's not that I want my boss to go during pregnancy, but the organizer of their fashion week is indeed very well-known in the industry. If I can participate in the first episode, I can better network in the fashion circle."
After he finished speaking, he continued to ask with some concerns.
"Boss, I came to see you once when you were pregnant. Tell me honestly, can the baby in your womb be able to walk? If not, I will not arrange you to do this job even if I kill you."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Pei Chengyi's mouth.
She glanced at Lu Zhiming lightly.
"There is no problem."
Her tone was very light.
Looking around at everything in the house, she touched her still very flat stomach.
Since she was pregnant, Lu Zhiming often took her out to relax, but she was not allowed to touch the computer or the mobile phone.
She suddenly had the urge to go out and play.
"You arrange it for me."
After Weiss heard her reply, the excitement in his tone rose sharply.
After he hung up the phone, he quickly called Fashion Week again.
After discussing all the details, he sorted out all the details of the contract and sent them to Pei Chengyi's mailbox.
Lu Zhiming turned on the phone silently, and read it to Pei Chengyi with a bit of resentment.
Pei Chengyi was sitting on the sofa, still eating grapes.
Ling'er beside her glanced at her stomach from time to time, her eyes full of curiosity and scrutiny.
After Lu Zhiming buckled the phone, he stared at Pei Chengyi with a serious face.
"Do you really want to go to Fashion Week?"
Pei Chengyi nodded, and there was a little joy in her cold eyes.
"Ah."
He smiled helplessly, and there was a trace of joy and warmth in his cold and sharp eyes.
Three days later, Pei Chengyi got off the plane.
Lu Zhiming beside her was wearing a black suit, taking care of everything about her in every detail, and was still holding her waist tightly.
The two walked down the stairs of the plane.
A cool breeze blew their hair.
Just when Pei Chengyi was about to walk out of the airport, a mature man suddenly stopped her.
A mature smile appeared on Lydia's face.
He walked towards Pei Chengyi very enthusiastically.
Pei Chengyi stared at him lightly, with a polite smile on his lips.
"Miss Pei didn't expect to meet you in this place. It's really fate."
There was joy in Lydia's eyes.
Pei Chengyi also nodded indifferently, and shook hands with him.
Soon, Lideya noticed that Lu Zhiming who was beside Pei Chengyi was staring at him in surprise.
"I think this is your husband, Ms. Pei. He is really a good-looking talent, and his career seems to be going smoothly."
Lu Zhiming nodded, and reached out to shake his hand.
The three arrived at the preparation site for Fashion Week in the same car.
There are a large number of models gathered around the fashion week.
The figure against the sky is very common in the crowd.
The artists turned their heads.
When they saw the three of them side by side, they immediately focused their eyes on the three of them.
Pei Chengyi stood in the middle, with a pair of slender legs under her tall figure, and a simple pair of hip-wrapped jeans undoubtedly highlighted her perfect figure.
On the left is Lu Zhiming.
Lu Zhiming has deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and a sharp jaw.
The black suit highlights his golden ratio figure, but he doesn't look bloated when he wears a suit.
Lideya standing on the right side is wearing a simple earthen dress, with a white shirt draped over a khaki windbreaker, and a dark gray butterfly tie on the net.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the temperament and appearance of these three people, and their eyes were full of amazement.
Pei Chengyi walked through the crowd calmly and came to the backstage.
All the audience has not yet entered, and the surrounding seats are empty.
Pei Chengyi saw it, the person in charge of hosting the fashion week this time.
The person in charge walked forward enthusiastically, with some praise and appreciation in his kind smile.
"I'm really grateful to Weiss for calling you here. This will be the biggest surprise of my fashion week."
Pei Chengyi nodded calmly, with a calm smile on the corner of her mouth, but a cold and flat look on her brows and eyes.
Soon, the person in charge shook hands with Lu Zhiming and Lideya in turn.
Pei Chengyi found a casual place to sit down.
After a while, Lu Zhiming also left the business conversation and walked over.
He thoughtfully put a small pure white quilt on Pei Chengyi's legs.
"There is a blower not far from here, don't catch a cold."
The haughty and low voice was extra tinged with tenderness and love.
The surrounding people gradually became lively, and the models also entered the stage one after another.
Everyone had excited smiles on their faces.
When they passed by the person in charge, they all extended their palms and clapped him enthusiastically.
After half an hour, the audience also entered the arena one after another.
Everyone greeted the person in charge very intimately.
"Vickers, to be able to watch your fashion week again before you retire is fulfilling a lifelong wish of mine."
"You are so polite. It is my greatest honor to have you here. Come, come, please take a seat."
With a smile all over his face, Vickers invited every guest to enter the venue as soon as possible, but the smile on his face never weakened.
Pei Chengyi looked at all this indifferently, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.
After the host took the stage, the atmosphere of the fashion week became lively.
"Welcome everyone to today's fashion week. This is the last fashion week of Mr. Vickers' career. Thank you for your support. Let us look forward to the official start of fashion week."
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