After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Chu Yayan was extremely defensive, she no longer responded to Feng Yun, and a look of disapproval appeared on her face.

But her emotions came and went quickly, and soon she came to touch him again.

This time it was Tian Xiaoci who appeared on the stage.

The wide-sleeved wide-sleeve waist jacket with thick stripes is paired with a black skirt. The waist is slender and gentle, but the skirt is free and easy, and the whole person is ethereal and gentle.

Under the light, his expression was indifferent, and he walked forward gracefully, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Chu Yayan looked at him with a look of amazement.

After Tian Xiaoci turned around and disappeared behind the scenes, she snuggled up and rubbed Feng Yun's arm until he turned his head slightly dissatisfied.

Chu Yayan didn't care at all, she laughed and commented: "This model is so beautiful."

Feng Yun glanced at her, then turned his gaze to the stage, with a focused expression.

His indifference did not affect her at all, she continued to talk about her thoughts with a smile: "It's just that being too beautiful is sometimes a defect. His own beauty is better than the clothes. In this show, he should be the decoration of the clothes." But now it’s the other way around, the costumes have become his decorations, which will invisibly make the audience focus on him and ignore the content of the show.”

She shrugged her shoulders and concluded: "Compared to catwalk models, entering the entertainment industry or being a graphic model may be more suitable for him."

Feng Yun listened carefully and did not speak.

He was always a little impatient with Chu Yayan, but it was extremely rare to have a special extra patience.

A little contradictory, and a little helpless.

He has no way to like her unconditionally, but he also has no way to ignore her and hurt her!

That kind of entanglement in his flesh and blood was doomed when he was born and could not be changed.

In some ways he felt like a puppet, bound by the ropes of fate, doing ridiculous dances involuntarily.

And Chu Yayan naturally understands this, no one in this world can be alone.

She stepped on the line just right by his side, and was presumptuous just right, but she wouldn't really cross his bottom line.

A radiant visual feast, 10 minutes of fashion gluttony, until the end, still left the audience unsatisfied.

Ning An changed four sets of clothes and matched them with four different accessories. The extremely fast pace made him walk down the last trip, his back drenched in sweat.

Amidst the small cheers that the staff temporarily relaxed after the chaos, everyone accompanied the designers to the curtain call.

Until it was completely over, many spectators did not leave.

They stopped by the stage to chat about trends this season and their thoughts on the show.

Some people also went to the backstage to take photos with models and designers.

Many business partners or fashion buyers have already started communicating with designers on cooperation matters and revision opinions in the background.

Afterwards, the organizers also had a small celebration reception.

However, the main targets are various media, celebrities, buyers and partners who came to see the show.

Most of the models start to pack up their things after finishing their work, change back into their clothes, remove makeup and clean up and prepare to leave.

The hardest part was the staff, who started to organize the clothes and accessories, tidy up the venue, and make various preparations for the later publicity.

Amidst the chaotic noise in the background, Ning An and Tian Xiaoci sat on adjacent seats and quietly removed their makeup.

After a show, both of them were a little tired, but also a little excited.

So some are silent and some are chatting cheerfully.

After Qin Wenyu packed his things, he came over and bent down, putting one hand on someone: "I'm going to the reception later to say hello and see if there are any other opportunities for cooperation in the future. If you are free, wait for me to come back and go out together have a drink?"

Ning An looked at the time, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, neither early nor late.

But he didn't dare to stay longer, so he refused while removing the red grease from his lips: "No, I have to go back, I sneaked out today, the old man doesn't know what the fire is like right now?"

Tian Xiaoci also raised his eyes, and met Tan Wenyu's gaze in the mirror: "Forget about today, I have something to do."

Tan Wenyu had a look of regret on his face.

Tian Xiaoci said with a smile: "Is Brother He Yi busy recently? Don't you want to go back and accompany him?"

The name "He Yi" seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Tan Wenyu's expression softened almost instantly, but there was also some unexplained sadness.

He smiled a little, but couldn't hide his disappointment in his tone: "Well, he can't stay idle."

After saying this, he stood up straight and said, "Okay then, be careful on the road, and remember not to be late for the Shengjing show the day after tomorrow."

Shengjing is a hotel brand, and the protagonist of the original book attacked the property of Luo Xiudian's family.

Ning An and Tian Xiaoci nodded in agreement.

After packing up, the two carried their backpacks and planned to leave through the back door.

About the same height, they are all tall and straight, fair-skinned and beautiful, like orchids and jade trees, standing together is even more eye-catching.

Tian Xiaoci wore jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of sneakers, looking youthful.

Ning An wore a well-pressed navy blue shirt with the top button buttoned up, and a pair of black slacks, stretching her legs thin and straight, cool and abstinent.

When they went out, they met Li Yuanshu who was standing at the corner of the corridor talking with someone.

Li Yuanshu's eyes were bright, even though he smiled just right, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Opposite him stood a very pretty girl.

The girl has an elegant temperament, looks very young, and there is a bit of innocence and coquettishness in her smile that cannot be concealed.

Beside the girl stood a very tall boy, with his hands in his pockets, standing against the wall.

His face was hidden in the shadow of the lamp, half-lit and half-dark, exaggerating a little mystery, but the half illuminated by the light was amazing.

On the bright side, Li Yuanshu has been joking with girls, but his smiling eyes look at boys from time to time.

Those eyes that haven't removed the make-up are very beautiful, and there is a warm light in them, which adds a touch of radiance to him, which is very exciting.

The boy was indifferent, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, and occasionally responded politely, neither thick nor light, just right.

He was tall, with slender legs, and he stood leaning against the wall, with a bit of a carefree taste, very charming.

Tian Xiaoci always looked down on Li Yuanshu's arrogance, now seeing his expression, he couldn't help but slow down, and turned his head to look over there.

When he saw the boy, he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, and his expression showed some curiosity.

At first glance, the boy's height seemed to be about the same as Tan Wenyu's.

As models, Ning An and Tian Xiaoci were both extremely sensitive to height, so they took a few extra glances at the same time.

Ning An didn't even show any emotion when he looked at the past. At first, he just followed Tian Xiaoci's gaze, and then just because the model was sensitive to height, he took a few more glances.

But his gaze met the boy's casual glance.

They are all good-looking, and it seems to be a matter of course to appreciate beautiful things, so they didn't avoid it.

After looking at each other briefly, they naturally looked away.

There are too many beautiful people and beautiful things in the world, but most of them can only be seen at a glance.

People are used to this, so most of the time there is not much regret.

Compared to Ning An, Tian Xiaoci looked a little presumptuous.

At first he thought this boy was also a model, but after a few glances, he was sure he was not.

With such a face, such a temperament and figure, it is impossible to be unknown in this circle.

They passed each other casually, as if they had passed each other countless times in the vast crowd.

Just pass by, may never look back.

At that time, they did count as such a relationship, but the relationship was fleeting.

After walking a long distance, the girl's sweet voice still came slightly: "The senior will go to remove the make-up first, and we will have a late-night snack together later. Long time no see. I have a lot of new things I want to talk to the senior."

The voice became weaker and weaker, and they had already walked into the autumn night wind.

There are very thin raindrops floating in the sky, hitting the cheeks coolly, but very refreshing.

Ning An stopped at the door to take a taxi, while Tian Xiaoci waved goodbye.

He turned an alley, nimbly got into a black Bentley parked by the side of the road like a fish.

There was already a person sitting in the back seat of the car, seeing him coming in, he lightly told the driver to drive.

The brisk smile on Tian Xiaoci's face faded, and he sat on the seat with his head lowered, a little depressed.

The man put down the front and rear partitions, took his hand, and asked, "What? Seeing me makes you so uncomfortable?"

His hand gently stroked behind Tian Xiaoci's ear, and stopped precisely on that hickey.

Tian Xiaoci was silent for a moment, and asked, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I did it on purpose, what's wrong?"

The lights on the side of the road flickered on and dimmed his face, outlining a young and profound face.

The expression on that face was like a smile but not a smile, looking at Tian Xiaoci, like a lazy cat looking at a mouse under its claws.

He just stroked the small piece of sensitive skin behind Tian Xiaoci's ear, teasing and playing.

"Why did you do this?" Tian Xiaoci asked with restraint: "It's clearly agreed, don't affect my work."

"Did I affect you? Aren't you doing a good job?" The man smiled softly, his voice low and sweet: "That dress suits you very well, I've already had someone buy it, you can show me it when you go home! Um?"

Tian Xiaoci pursed her lips, trying to suppress the anger in her eyes.

The man laughed again: "I transferred 20 to you just now, why, isn't it enough?"

Tian Xiaoci closed his eyes, and finally lowered his head. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything, as quiet as a statue.

There was only the man's unexplained laughter in the carriage, and Tian Xiaoci was pulled into his arms and kissed amidst such laughter.