Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 88 Paris at night is very dangerous (please follow up)

When they came out of JCE's house, everyone's faces were filled with sadness.

No one else... Counting down the famous people who had interacted with Paris, there were too many. In the end, everyone found that if they wanted to discuss the results, they could not finish the topic all night long.

There are so many stories about the birth of the city of Paris. Just the familiar masters include Picasso, Gauguin, Edgar Degas, Matisse, Hemingway, Dali, Luis Buñuel, Manray and others. It involves a lot of stories, not to mention the stories of Louis XVI and his wife...

"It seems that we need to find a main line first."

"...I guess we need to find more friends and investors."

"Let's confirm the time span first. We can't start from BC..."

"How about we play some tribute?"

"If you put Hermès in, then you have to add Chanel and Dior...and..."

“Do you think we should add some singers and poets?”

"..."

"It seems that we still need to find a reliable screenwriter...and director...and actors..."

When we walked to the car, everyone was still talking about it.

Just like the camellia, roses, lilies of the valley, lilies, irises, tulips, etc. planted by JCE at home, they spread their fragrance in the cool breeze at night.

until…

It wasn't until they discovered that the terrain in the suburbs was higher, that they could overlook the dazzling Paris night along the winding road, that they stopped talking all night long.

"It's time to tell this story."

No matter what, they at least reached a consensus...

……

After waving goodbye and getting into his Mark 207, starting up and getting ready to go, Xiang Yang turned his head and looked at Liu Qianqian who was looking at the night view of Paris in the distance in a daze.

"Are you tired?"

Xiang Yang asked softly, his eyes very concerned.

"…A little."

Liu Qianxi nodded. The silence after the noise made her a little afraid to look directly into the other person's eyes, but she glanced at him expectantly.

At this moment, she was still wearing the pink dress and a somewhat heavy suit jacket that Xiangyang wore.

"Then I'll take you back quickly. If it's too late..."

"Isn't it dangerous to be in Paris too late?" A smile appeared on Liu Qianqian's face. She brushed her hair over her face and turned her face sideways.

Today is really amazing.

"Uh..." Xiang Yang frowned and turned sideways. When he stared at Liu Qianqian's face in the dim night, which was even more attractive because of its hazyness, he wanted to say: "Yes."

Seeing that Xiang Yang opened his mouth slightly but did not speak, Liu Qianqian looked away and said, "Xiang Yang...I..."

Having already opened her heart to Xiangyang, her voice became smaller and smaller.

During the discussion just now, she could only sit aside and accompany him quietly like a good baby.

"I do not know what to say……"

Xiang Yang did not speak, but raised a hand, gently and cautiously took Liu Qianqian's hand and placed it on his palm.

Staring carefully, her slender fingertips trembled a little, but she did not avoid it.

"I...I think...I think I'm lucky." When Xiang Yang said this, he couldn't help but smile. Although he didn't have any specific impression of her future, he knew that what he saw in front of him was A young girl is what many people dream of.

Thinking of her shyly hiding her entire face in his arms after pecking him like a bird in the cloakroom, Xiang Yang took a deep breath and said seriously:

"There are too many things that I can't figure out, and I don't know if I'm ready enough to move forward. But for you, I think... I'm sure."

Listening to his firm tone, Liu Qianqian felt as if a feather was tugging at the tip of her heart. She felt that the joy from the bottom of her heart made her nod involuntarily. It turned out...

<divclass="contentadv">I am the one being confessed.

Isn't it?

"But...but you didn't give me flowers, I wanted..."

Looking up to meet Xiang Yang's deep and sincere gaze, Liu Qianqian suddenly gathered her courage when she thought that he was asking for her opinion.

"Flowers?" Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment. Seeing the hazy emotion in the eyes so close to him, he pursed his lips slightly, "The stars in the sky are all covered by the roof of the car. You shouldn't be thinking about flowers now."

As he spoke, he quietly raised his other hand, held and caressed her cheek, and slowly came closer.

"Then..." Liu Qianqian nervously wanted to move forward, but suddenly raised her hand and blocked Xiang Yang's kiss with her fingertips, "Then I want to think about whether you like me?"

"Need not."

"Do you like that very much?"

"Yes."

"Xiangyang..."

"Um?

"I like you too…."

She began to respond softly, Liu Qianqian closed her eyes, naturally hugged the other person with her arms, and muttered in her heart:

It's the kind of love that I like very, very much...

……

There was still half an hour before work, and Xiang Yang was sitting outside the bakery, drinking coffee, eating bread, and smoking cigarettes with Little John.With his eyes red, he tried to keep his mind clear so as not to delay the work he was waiting for.

Paris is so dangerous at night.

He had forgotten what time he sent Liu Qianqian home last night, but he remembered the reluctant parting eyes.

It's a pity that she should still be sleeping at this time, and the two of them probably won't have time to see each other today.

Little John, "Last night was so crazy, I still can't believe it."

"Well, this world is indeed crazy." Xiang Yang muttered. After returning home last night, he washed up and lay on his bed. He tried to search for some memories about the movie "Midnight in Paris", but he thought about it and dismissed it. I remember that it was a fantastic story about Paris at night, and I don’t remember a single useful line.

And as I thought about it, some confusing pictures appeared in my mind.

Clips from other films about Paris.

"I need another cup of coffee, what about you?"

Little John said, gesturing to Xiangyang with his hand. He seemed very lack of energy and no money.

"I want it too." Xiang Yang said, taking out his wallet and handing it to the other party. He was so upset that he suddenly started to worry about money again.I don’t know if my investment plan is reliable...

Maotai, Apple, Tesla, and Bitcoin...

It seems that I still need to find a way to make more money. In the future, I will charge more for making clothes for others.

I can no longer just charge a few hundred dollars for a craftsmanship fee just for the sake of my 'friend'. After all, I will be the breadwinner of the family in the future...

"What are you thinking about?" Little John, who came back with coffee, handed his wallet back to Xiang Yang and sat down again.

Xiang Yangba smacked his lips and took a sip of coffee, "I'm thinking about...money."

Little John, "..."

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