Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

There are always fresh flowers in his and Song Wen's room. Lu Yan never paid attention to it at first, but today he suddenly discovered that there have been fresh flowers planted in the back garden.

The housekeeper would have someone replace the flowers in the room from time to time.

Their visit to Lu Yan today was actually an accident. Lu Yan didn't even ask the servants at home to come out to entertain them. It was basically Lu Yan who received them all.

After coming here, everyone has a deeper understanding of Lu Yan's identity. After all, this is not a place where ordinary people can live.

Lu Yan just smiled and didn't explain much to Chen Yazhe.

After all, some things are more troublesome to explain than to be misunderstood.

He went to the back garden alone. According to the time, if there were no more traces of his body, he should be able to catch up with the start of Song Wen's exhibition, which would be Song Wen's birthday.

It’s Song Wen’s birthday.

Lu Yan got up early in the morning and prepared to go to the exhibition with everyone. Song Wen had already left early in the morning, so Lu Yan also had to go to the scene to keep an eye on it. He couldn't relax easily until the exhibition started.

The models who came today are all well-known figures, so the security issues present also need special attention.

Only after the exhibition was well underway did Lu Yan have time to sit down backstage with Chen Yazhe.

"We're finally getting through this." Chen Yazhe said with a sigh of relief.

"Yeah." Lu Yan nodded.

Chen Yazhe's eyes moved rapidly, and no one knew what strange idea he was thinking of. His gaze was always on Lu Yan.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Yan took a sip of water. He hadn't seen Song Wen for the past two days. He basically couldn't see him and didn't know what the other person was busy with.

"I really didn't expect that you don't look like someone who is short of money, so why do you come here to work and work so hard every day." Chen Yazhe basically said what he wanted to say, seeing that Lu Yan was exhausted every day.

"I'd love to." Lu Yan looked at him.

Chen Yazhe looked at Lu Yan, whose smile had not yet faded, and asked, "Or do you have some other agenda as well?"

Lu Yan looked at him and said nothing, but there was a questioning look in his eyes.

"Actually, quite a few people came here for Mr. Song. I thought you weren't one of them."

"I'm indeed not here." I was just forced to come by the other party. I didn't come here for Song Wen.

"Yeah." Chen Yazhe quickly changed the subject, "But you look very handsome in this outfit today."

Lu Yan looked at his outfit today. According to the requirements of the exhibition, they were all wearing black suits today, and Chen Yazhe was the same.

Today he was wearing a black suit, the sharp lines of which outlined his muscular figure.

His fingertips gently slid across the pure sports fabric, the delicate touch conveyed comfort and freedom, and the close-fitting suit clung to his skin, showing off his perfectly sculpted muscle lines.

All of them show the elegance and quality of the clothes.

It’s just that the clothes are all prepared by myself, so the styles may be slightly different.

Lu Yan looked at his clothes. These were sent to him by Uncle Wang a few days ago. They seemed to be clothes prepared for him. Lu Yan tried them on and found that they fit him perfectly. So he didn't have to go out and buy another set.

"Yeah, it looks good." I guess Song Wen must have arranged for someone to make it for him, so Uncle Wang sent it to him.

Today he will also be able to see Song Wen, whom he hasn't seen for several days.

Although Lu Yan and the others were backstage, they could still see what was happening on the stage.

The next style of clothing models are about to come out. Lu quickly patted Chen Yazhe, who was talking nonstop, and signaled him to watch the exhibition quietly.

Models came out one after another, and the exquisite clothes, perfectly combined with the models' figures, showed unparalleled beauty of lines and three-dimensional sense, making people feel as if they were in a feast of beauty.

This was the first time that Lu Yan had come into such close contact and seen these people, and he paid close attention to the clothes they were wearing.

"It's almost over." Chen Yazhe reminded, and Lu Yan nodded. This was the last batch.

Lu Yan was about to get up and leave with Chen Yazhe when someone suddenly came to inform Lu Yan and Chen Yazhe.

Lu Yan leaned in to listen to what the other party said, then frowned and said, "There's nothing we can do about it."

"Ah."

Lu Yan stood up and walked to the other side of the stage. Someone just came to inform him that Song Wen decided to add a fashion show temporarily with only ten people.

This show was not on the program and was added by Song Wen on short notice.

The host came on stage and said, "Next, I will show you the last design."

There were inevitably some whispers in the crowd, but they soon quieted down and the performers of the last show slowly walked out.

All of them are male models, and each of their outfits is unique. The unique designs have attracted everyone's attention, including Lu Yan's.

Ten people stayed on the stage, and Song Wen, who had not been seen for a long time, walked up from the stage.

There was only Song Wen in Lu Yan's eyes.

"Thank you all for coming to my fashion show today. These last ten sets of clothes are all made by me. They are the most satisfying works I design every year."

"For ten years, I have created one piece every year. It is more like my child, my treasure. I am showing it here today to tell everyone that from now on I will no longer accept commercial designs."

“My work will no longer be used in commercial collaborations.”

After Song Wen made this announcement, he left the stage with the model, completely unaware of the huge storm his words had caused.

When Lu Yan first received the notice, he was as shocked as everyone else. He didn't expect that this would be the last time Song Wen would exhibit his works.

Lu Yan saw every set of clothes on the model. For some reason, he suddenly felt sad, but very happy at the same time. This was his first feeling when he saw those clothes.

At the same time, I also discovered one thing. Although those clothes looked ordinary, each one was full of design sense and had some similarities with the one I was wearing.

Later, staff members showed up to control the scene. Those who were able to come were specially screened people, and the reporters who were present were all trustworthy people who had cooperated before.

He had just learned the news that after the model changed her clothes, Song Wen had someone clean up the place, and now he had gone back with Song Wen.

As for the follow-up work, it will also be done by Lu Yan and his team.

Lu Yan has always been worried, especially after those clothes appeared.

"System, what's wrong with my clothes?" Once the seed of doubt is planted, it's only a matter of time before it takes root and sprouts.

There couldn't possibly be such a coincidence in the world, and Lu Yan didn't believe that all this was just a coincidence. He didn't think that there was really no one behind it.

After all, his intuition has always been accurate, not to mention that it is so obvious now.