The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

After greeting the guests for a while, Wen Qiang brought 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 Qiaoer, and brought out snacks made by the top pastry chefs in the country, which the guests downstairs couldn't even eat.

"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 jade hands like green onions, and gently skimming the floating tea. .

The noble lady's good manners and manners are evident. This is the temperament accumulated over several generations and cannot be learned by others.

"It's a blessing that Master likes this tea!" Wen Qiang chuckled.

She was clearly a cold and charming lady, but when she got in front of Tang Qiao'er, she was so naive that she looked like 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 global sensation and talented fashion designer, 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 emerging 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, a rose blooming in the desert, giving Wen Qiang hope of rebirth.

What happens after that is completely refreshing. The designers who criticized her publicly apologized under the pressure of public opinion, but no one bought it, and she was almost ruined. The actress was also scolded bloody, and countless scandals were dug out, and she disappeared within a year.

"Master, you are the talented designer Sharon, why don't you disclose 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 curse."

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 said 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 Zhang Fei wearing women's clothes, so crazy and arrogant!"

"Who am I? 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 and smiled lightly, "Goodbye, I am the future wife of the president of Shen Group."

"So what if she is the president's wife? I am your little Tibetan mastiff. I will bite whoever bites you!" Wen Qiang bared her little white teeth as she spoke, looking so 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.

Magical enough.

"Master, does your promise to me still count?" Wen Qiang held a heart-shaped snack in both hands and looked at her eagerly.

"Of course, you are not joking. But 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's been prepared for a long time! Long legs and sexy abs, handsome and hot mermaid waist, absolutely delicious! You are guaranteed to be satisfied!"

……

The incident did not affect 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 revolved 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 flesh into the Pansi Cave? If she is not afraid of thieves, she is afraid that thieves will miss her!

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 tugged on Shen Jingjue's sleeve nervously, "Brother Jingjue, let's stop her quickly and talk to her.

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 because I hope 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 against Shen Jingjue sweetly, her expression could not hide her pride, "If your wedding dress appears on me by then, it will definitely attract the attention of people across the country. What a 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 think about it."

"What?! It's too expensive!" Jin Enrou was stunned.

"Oh, didn't you say that money is not a problem? One hundred million will 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 cannot forgive you for your faults. I can't. Miss Jin, let alone your wedding, don't ask about Rozabela's couture dress from now on. 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? She Why are you so hostile to us?

If she's not happy, she can come at me. 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 go 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 wanted 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!

Tang Qiaoer, with charming eyes and graceful figure, wearing a tight and sexy red dress, whirled 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 the tango? Doesn't it mean that you are tone-deaf and your limbs are not coordinated?

How could she dress so revealingly in front of everyone?

How could she let that man hug her waist? !

If you are divorced, can you ignore 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 an ambiguous dance with undercurrents.

Tang Qiaoer's expression is passionate and flamboyant, her eyes are full of provocation, and she plays a hard-to-get trick on the male dancer.

Music, climax after another.

Tang Qiaoer wrapped around the male dancer's body like a vine, and 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 and 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? !