Dressed As the President’s First Love

D's show is one of the best in the entire fashion industry.

Invitation letters are even harder to find for domestic artists, and this kind of show is actually quite powerful in nature. If you have money and power and are extraordinary, then you are welcome in the front row.

Otherwise, let alone watching the show, you won't even be allowed in by the gate.

The entire fashion week lasts for a week, from beginning to end. At the same time, there will be many shows. There are new artists who dream of becoming famous overnight, and there are high-quality brands that want to win the sales king of the next fashion season.

——This is a land of dreams.

For those second- and third-tier domestic artists who can't even touch the sides, don't even think about the invitation letter from the D family. Even if the status is as high as Li Ningxi, after entering the show, they are still sitting in the middle and back.

Therefore, the invitation letter that Steven brought is quite heavy. It almost means that the arrogant and lofty fashion world is opening the door to Tang Mi:

This not only means compelling, but also means that the follow-up may be followed by fashion resources.

The resource is money.

Therefore, after facing the familiar back of his head, Tang Mi quickly threw it away after being confused for a moment.

She left it, but the domestic media couldn't let it go.

They mixed in through various channels and tried to get first-hand information. Whether it was the ranking of the artists or the high-end dresses, they are all worthy of a special book-not to mention that Tang Mi also sat down completely inconsistent with her now. The seating position of the cafe.

A pen in the media can be used to write from life or to death.

"Third row! Look, look, there's Tang Mi sitting next to Boxi, right?"

"Dafa, do you see who is sitting in front of Tang Mi?"

"Cheng... Hao."

The entertainment reporters looked at each other for almost an instant, and at the same time they picked up the DV in front of them, and took a picture with "Ka Ka Ka", for fear that they would be a step too late. And their adrenal hormones peaked, and it was the woman who appeared next to Tang Mi’s seat five minutes before the show was about to start—

The marketing director of Colors who has only been on the hot search not long ago: Yu Jie.

"Fuck! This news is going to be sent back to China, it's probably going to be slaughtered, right?"

New and old love, come together, whether it's the man's or the woman's...

Your circle is really lively.

This is the voice of almost all media people.

When the front-line entertainment recorder raced against time to send the live photos back to China, Tang Mi faced Yu Jie's cordial greetings.

"Miss Tang, what a coincidence."

"Good... coincidence."

Tang Mi watched as Yu Jie was carrying the H handbag, wearing a high-definition dress from the D family. The skirt was hit by the lights, like shimmering fish scales, and her eyes blinked.

She was sure that Yu Jie was a smirk--

Although her apartment was reclaimed in Shanghai, she was reluctant to do so.

Yu Jie stroked the skirt, sat down gracefully, and nodded over Tang Mi to say hello to the other side: "Mr. Po is there?"

Bo Xi smiled:

"I thought Miss Yu had already returned to China."

"Nancy gave me a card."

The invitation letter with the black bronzing rose in Yu Jie's hand shook, smiling as if he had measured it with a ruler, "Hospitality is hard to come by.

Of course, Tang Mi knew that the grassroots who struggled up were a galaxy difference from the winner of life who had stood at the end of others since he was born, but at this moment, he felt that there was clearly a difference between Nancy.

Nancy has been well-known internationally in the past ten years. As the queen designer of the D family, this show held in the Louvre is completely her personal show. It can be said that a word of Nancy is enough to define her in fashion. The life and death of the world.

When she couldn't get in, the other party had already entered the room: I have to say, this is really a sad perception.

"Cheng, meet again."

When Yu Jie and Cheng Hao greeted them, their voices became softer and softer. Of course, it was no different when it fell into the ears. They could match the speed and manner of speech, and they were both women, so they could subtly perceive the difference.

At this time, the back of Cheng Hao's head moved.

Tang Mi could feel his gaze slowly gliding over him, like a hot spotlight above his head, from his eyes, to his nose, to his lips, he paused for a while, and then quickly moved away.

"Miss Yu, fortunately meeting."

After a few greetings, the show went dark.

The low buzzing sound stopped, "Whh--", the faintly blue lights lit up the entire T stage in an instant, with elements of steel jungle, the T stage was covered by iron frames one after another.

In the chaos of time and space, the supermodels walked lightly, wrapped in heavy winter clothes, and stepped on the rhythm to the audience.

There was a burst of enthusiastic applause in the audience. Tang Mi admitted that she actually didn't eat this style very much, but she still clapped in line with the crowd.

"If Miss Tang is fancy, I would be willing to buy it as a gift to Miss Tang." Yu Jie smiled comfortably, as if she was used to such a show, "Chinese clothes are for beauty."

Seeing her with such insight, Tang Mi decided that she would still hate her less in the future.

Although the other party should not care much.

"Miss Yu is polite."

Tang Mi politely refused, and Cheng Hao sat in front of her without looking back.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Tang is here with Mr. Po this time..."

Yu Jie placed the handbag in front of her from the side, "I don't know if I have this honor. When it's over, I would like to invite Miss Tang and Mr. Bo to have a drink?"

"It's a great joy to meet someone in a foreign country." She turned her head familiarly and asked, "Will Mr. Cheng come?"

"Feel sorry."

"Feel sorry."

Tang Mi almost exported at the same time as Cheng Hao.

Both of them were taken aback. Cheng Hao couldn't help but glanced back. In the faint blue shadow, the woman's skin was as white as ice and snow. She wore a white skirt with the skirt leaning into the ground like a shadow of lilac flowers.

He retracted his gaze, shook his head and refused:

"There are still some private matters to be done."

Yu Jie gave him a dull look. Last time, Cheng Hao also used this blunt excuse to reject her.

Such a man who doesn't enter the market will never open his heart and welcome her to settle in unless he is allowed to recognize the facts.

"I have something else too."

Tang Mi was smiling.

Even Yu Jie has to admit that such a lively beauty, if she is a man, I am afraid it will be very unforgettable. The ultimate beauty, like the ultimate power and money, has extraordinary power.

What's more, the latter still has years, memories, and the blessings of youth. She sighed from the bottom of her heart. Recently, she has more opportunities to sigh.

"Where is Mr. Po?"

Yu Jie tilted her head and looked straight at Bo Xi. She still didn't quite understand this man.

Bo Xi's eyes were still as clear as water, and the stage lights fell into his eyes, glowing with faint cold light.

Poxi shook his head:

"Feel sorry--"

Yu Jie raised her hand to interrupt him, smiling bitterly:

"It seems that I don't have enough face."

Next, Tang Mi stopped talking, facing his ex-boyfriend, and his blind date, there was really nothing to say. The adult world has this advantage. She made it clear that she was reluctant to say more, and Yu Jie shut up knowingly.

All four of them seemed to watch the show intently.

Cheng Hao is actually a little absent-minded.

He was like a hollow marionette. He didn't even know why he wanted to come here so hard, and he specially chose the seat in front of her.

He didn't understand the fashion show.

The stage lights occasionally swept his back, obviously not very hot, but his back was faintly hot.

He just sat without eating for an hour, and finally clapped mechanically to the thunderous applause of the audience, pretending to understand the bizarre elements, and pretending that the costumes on display were beautiful.

The muscles in his back were all stiff, and even when he moved his neck, it rattled.

"Mr Cheng? Mr. Cheng?"

Yu Jie's voice took a slower beat and rang in her ears.

It's like sinking into the bottom of the sea, looking at everything, there is a layer apart.

"Huh? Miss Yu?"

Cheng Hao wiped his face, only to realize that the people on the show were more than half scattered.

"Would you like to go backstage and have a look?"

Yu Jie blinked playfully, "I will introduce Nancy for you."

Nancy?

Cheng Hao subconsciously looked around, the person was gone.

The shadow like a lilac flower disappeared.

But it seemed like a magic was cast on him, making him wake up from the bottom of the sea. She muttered a name just now, like this Nancy, although the voice was very small, he heard it.

Maybe you can ask for a signature?

Cheng Hao thought absently, he has been absent-minded recently.

"My mother really likes Nancy's design."

lie.

"but--"

"Hi, Cheng—"

A man suddenly appeared, interrupting Cheng Hao's refusal to export.

Yu Jie was surprised to find that the person here turned out to be William, the executive director of the entire Asia-Pacific region of the D family.

She has seen it several times from afar. It is said that this person is arrogant but very capable. The most important thing is that he is a pure British nobleman who has always been clean.

She felt that the evaluation of Cheng Hao should be higher.

Cheng Hao and William hugged like old friends, and William beat him:

"Cheng, come here, why don't you come to me?"

With Westernized English, it sounds a bit difficult, but William obviously didn't think it.

"Who is this……"

He squeezed his eyes narrowly.

Compared to his position, William is a fairly young man, with brown hair, gray pupils, and a tuxedo that makes him a gentleman but handsome—

If he didn't stand beside Cheng Hao.

"a friend."

Cheng Hao was indifferent and did not deliberately introduce it.

"Hey man, such a beautiful lady, don't you introduce me?"

From a man's instinct, William could clearly feel that Cheng lacked interest in this beautiful oriental lady. Although-Cheng has always been like this since he knew it.

If it weren't for a man's instinct, William would have thought that Cheng was gay.

Cheng Hao gave a brief introduction for both parties.

William saw that he was absent-minded, and took the lead to take a look at the backstage.

The backstage was a mess.

The assistants flew around the room pushing clothes racks, and the supermodels changed their clothes calmly in front of countless eyes as usual, and when they saw William bringing people in, he was still a mysterious and handsome Oriental man, and smiled to say hello.

Cheng Hao politely looked away.

Even after such a long time and some customs, he still couldn't get used to it thoroughly. The experience before his youth was like a brand, leaving him with a lasting and profound mark——

It was like this fashion show that he didn't know why, but was acclaimed all over the place.

He eliminated the occasional and useless emotions from the bottom of his heart, and under the recommendation of William, he met Nancy.

In the T stage finale show before, the silver-haired woman who was born by all the supermodel stars Gongyue turned her head:

"William?"

She is very thin, with wheat-colored skin, and looks very capable.

"Myfri