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Jiang Xinwei picked up the belt and watched the chairman of the organizer come to meet him personally. Prince Ronald and Xiang Qinghao went in and looked at the familiar and more strange back. She had some complicated feelings in her heart.

To be friends with Prince Ronald means that this man has a special identity.

What's more, he has a good relationship with his cousin. As a super rich man, a man who can make friends with him must be an equal.

Jiang Xinwei looks back at the last time and sees Xiang Qinghao's hand embracing the girl in a gesture of intimate affection.

Jiang Xinwei's heart finally understood, and also waved away the wishful thinking. Although she didn't even understand what it was, from this second on, she nipped it out. Follow current s on Noᴠel Fɪre.net - ɴovᴇlbin

Put out cleanly, Jiang Xinwei's one jilt horsetail, quickly walked to the other side of the studio.

But she didn't find out. The reason why Xiang Qinghao went to help the girl just now was that the girl didn't find a step in front of her. A pair of high-heeled shoes and empty shoes made her fall.

As a friend of Prince Ronald, Xiang Qinghao helped her in time and didn't make her fall ugly in public. This is what a gentleman should do.

Xiang Qinghao didn't know how serious the consequences were.

Just when Jiang Xinwei arrived at the studio, she saw Roland and Lu Zhen come out arm in arm and rush to the door excitedly. Seeing her coming back from the hall, she immediately grabbed her and asked, "is Prince Ronald here?"

"Yes, just arrived." Jiang Xinwei replied.

The two men immediately ran to enjoy the handsome prince's highness. Jiang Xinwei came back and handed the green belt he found to Li Lin, the oldest senior sister. "Senior sister, I found it. Do you think this one is OK?"

Li Lin picked it up, went to a skirt and compared it, "OK, just this one! Go check in and pay it back. "

"OK." Jiang Xinwei immediately sat down, turned on the computer and began to register seriously.

At this moment, in the show, the afternoon show is about to start, and all the guests are expected to arrive. They are all celebrities, celebrities, and many top fashion celebrities. Today's show is all occupied by this group of people.

Of course, the best four positions have been given up, Prince Ronald and his girlfriend, as well as his distinguished guests and another lady.

Xiang Qinghao is not interested in the next show. He came here to find people. He can finally take a chance to leave.

He told Prince Ronald to go out and make a phone call. Prince Ronald nodded and smiled, and Xiang Qinghao stepped out. From the sound East shaking environment, he went to the sound insulation very good backstage direction. He didn't know where Jiang Xinwei was, but it was their home court immediately, and she was willing to be somewhere in the backstage.

Xiang Qinghao passes by a mirror, and he subconsciously admires himself.

After watching it, he smiled a little, but went to see a woman. When did he not have enough confidence in his male charm?

Models have begun to make up, Jiang Xinwei is a start to work, the whole spacious dressing room, the first wave of models dressed in show clothes, is tense makeup work.

As designers this time, Li Lin and her team watched every detail.

"Xinwei, take this one and sew it again. It's a bit of thread." Li Lin's eyes pointed to a skirt that was about to appear on the stage.

"OK! Right now. " Jiang Xinwei immediately took over and rushed to the door.

At this moment, I heard the noise of the busy dressing room here. Xiang Qinghao was walking this way. He had just arrived at the door, and suddenly a girl rushed to the door that had been opened.

A head into his chest, a fiery sprint, a man with lazy feet, in an instant, Xiang Qinghao's body retreated to the wall opposite the door, and a girl in her arms tightly hugged him, and she was terrified.

Jiang Xinwei rushes out with her head down. How could she know that there is still a person coming out of the gate.

So, a bow, a look up, two pairs of eyes on so unexpected right up.

"You..." Jiang Xinwei stared at her eyes, my God! He's the one you hit?

Xiang Qinghao was even more surprised. Unexpectedly, the bold ghost in his arms was her. He chuckled, "it's you!"

Although Jiang Xinwei is shocked, she has lost her mind completely to this man. She is a little good, and she doesn't procrastinate.

Even if I had expectations in my heart, once I give up, I really have to give up completely.

Her face is not red and her heart is not jumping. She immediately steps back from his arms. Xiang Qinghao also stands straight with his lips hooked. He cares, "is it OK?"

"Nothing!" Jiang Xinwei responded and said to the man in front of her, "excuse me."

Xiang Qinghao immediately looked at her in astonishment, and then Jiang Xinwei hung him aside, and she hurriedly took the skirt and pushed open the side door and went in.

Xiang Qinghao's reaction is abnormal. This is not the perfect encounter he imagined! If she hadn't just looked up to see him and seemed to recognize him, he really thought that after that day, she would have forgotten him.Is his sense of existence so low? Or, at the wedding that day, his influence on her was not profound?

He reached out his hand and pushed open the door. He saw Jiang Xinwei sitting in front of a fine sewing machine. His slender hands were turning over the skirt and ready to sew.

Xiang Qinghao immediately came to her side with great interest, and looked at her work with his hands on the table.

Jiang Xinwei saw him come in, just glanced at him and thought to herself, what is he doing here if he doesn't go with that sexy blonde?

"You come to see the show! This is the backstage, not the show. Did you go to the wrong place Jiang Xinwei is cutting the thread and doesn't look at him.

Xiang Qinghao's eyes narrowed, which really hurt his heart. He came to find her with joy. Is that her attitude?

Even if she did not know his good intentions, to last time they met at the wedding, she should not be so indifferent to him!

"I came to see you." Xiang Qinghao plans to take the initiative.

Jiang Xinwei is in a hurry to sew now, and this skirt has serious cross threads. She is going to walk on the stage. She must strive for perfection.

So, her eyes at the moment can't leave this skirt for a moment.

"What do you want me to do?" Jiang Xinwei took a quick look at him and went back to the skirt.

"I asked brother Xing for your number, and I knew you were busy with your show here, so I came here to find you." Xiang Qinghao pulled out a chair and sat down.

Jiang Xinwei was surprised. He asked his cousin for her number? Do you want to know that she works here now?

It seems that the energy of a man is really strong. Isn't it enough for him to have a blonde to accompany him? Can he spare his hand to inquire about her affairs and even try to tease her?

It's a pity that even if he is handsome and rich, she will never participate in his chaotic private life.

Jiang Xinwei picked up the sewn skirt, checked it again, and asked the man around her curiously, "what do you want to do with me?"

Xiang Qinghao, "..."

Before he had a chance to answer, Jiang Xinwei said to him, "I'm sorry, I'm busy."

Xiang Qinghao, "..."

When the door closed automatically, he stood alone in the workshop, biting his thin lips in depression. It seemed that he was overconfident in himself. He thought that they had at least some good feelings with each other at the wedding that day, and had the opportunity to develop their feelings.

I didn't expect that he had become amorous.

After Jiang Xinwei sent the skirt to her, Luo aimi continued to give her a task, "Xinwei, can you move these hangers? They take up too much space. Move these to the next studio for a while. It's not easy for the models to change their clothes."

Jiang Xinwei looked at the hanger that had been left in that box. There were at least thirty hangers, and they were not plastic.

"OK, I'll move right away." Jiang Xinwei immediately rolled up her sleeves and reached out to hold them. The weight was heavier than she thought, at least 30 jin. Moreover, it was still a big box, and she was not very strong.