Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

"Okay, I promise you."

Xing Jinjin nodded slightly, feeling that his previous ambitions had returned.

An Yu smiled sincerely, looked around at the crowd, and said in a clear voice, "Everyone has worked hard to adjust the look that suits her best according to Sister Jinjin. The fashion show is only a few days away. We have been working hard until now, isn't it just for the final result? Everyone work hard, it will be over soon."

Her calm but powerful voice had the power to comfort people's hearts, and everyone responded one after another, and went to work with great vigor.

Knowing that she couldn't let go of the fashion show, Ke Chenye waited until she had finished explaining everything she needed to say before saying softly, "I'll take you to the hospital."

An Yu refused softly: "No need, Zheng Xin will accompany me."

Hearing her calling herself, Zheng Xin walked over to help her without saying a word.

An Yu rested for a while, and now she could barely walk with the help of someone. Zheng Xin walked out a few steps, and couldn't help but look back at Ke Chenye, who looked gloomy. She didn't know what happened between the two of them.

The fashion show arrived as scheduled, and 30 minutes before the show, the models had already done their hairstyles and changed their outfits, and were changing into the clothes for the show with the help of the dressers.

An Yu supervised from the side, helping out from time to time, Zheng Xin led Ke Chenye through the chaotic and busy crowd, walked to her and smiled: "Look who is here?"

An Yu's eyes fell on Ke Chenye who was behind her, and he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing here? Go back and sit down."

There was a VIP seat reserved for him next to the show, why didn't he just sit there and run around to join in the fun?
"Haha, I'll see if they have anything to help..." Seeing that the surprise was gone, Zheng Xin's expression froze, and she let out a haha ​​and sneaked away.

Ke Chenye lowered his eyes to look at An Yu, his expression looked a bit astonished and hurt: "I'll see if you have anything to help."

An Yu looked away, and said in an unnatural tone, "You can't help, go back."

She turned around and continued to make preparations before the show. Ke Chenye looked at her indifferent and alienated back in disbelief, her thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

Thinking of something, he calmed down a little, pretending that he didn't hear her asking him to go back, and followed her step by step.

15 minutes before the show, An Yu flipped through the catalog for the last time to confirm the order of appearance of all the models.

A fiery gaze was fixed on her all the time, and An Yu knew who it was without looking up. She tightened her hand on the edge of the album slightly, trying to ignore him, but Ke Chenye had too much sense of presence, and in this cramped place The backstage is like a luminous body, attracting the attention of many models.

He looks like he's here to make trouble!

An Yu gritted her teeth and told herself that the fashion show is the most important thing now, she must not get angry over a trivial matter and screw up the most important fashion show!
Five minutes before the start of the show, all the models were lined up in the order of appearance, and Xing Jinjin was at the end, with an expression of nervousness that was hard to see.

"Don't be nervous, you've done a good job." An Yu smiled slightly, and helped her arrange her clothes for the last time.

At this time, the opening music came from the front, An Yu immediately returned to her seat, and saw the right moment to let the first model walk out.

The models went out one by one, and came back one by one, changing clothes and shoes was a mess.

An Yu followed suit, almost without stopping. After a while, she wanted to urge the model to walk slowly, and after a while, she wanted to yell to slow down when the model walked too fast. The music in front was louder, so she could only speak at the top of her voice. His throat was heavily loaded, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Ke Chenye stayed by her side the whole time, watching her sweating profusely, feeling sorry for her and hating that he couldn't help, raised his hand to wipe off An Yu's sweat, but she avoided it.

The eyes of the two met, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze. Fortunately, Zheng Xin appeared in time: "An Yu, it's your turn to play!"

An Yu quickly looked away, turned around and walked onto the catwalk.

There were bursts of applause outside, and it took a long time for the tide to subside.

The fashion show ended successfully. An Yu had just returned backstage when a cup of pear stewed in rock sugar exuding a sweet aroma was handed to her. Ke Chenye said warmly, "Drink some of this to moisten your throat."

"I still have something to do." An Yu pushed his hand away and went to the staff.

This fashion show determines the sales of Ko's new products. For this reason, she specially asked the staff to quickly change the show into a small party scene, so that the media and fashion people can stay and chat for a while, which may be beneficial to brand promotion. benefit.

As the director of the design department and also the show director of this fashion show, An Yu undoubtedly quickly became the focus of the audience, attracting many people to chat with her.

She socialized leisurely with champagne in her hand, and when she caught a glimpse of Ke Chenye who had been by her side before the show had disappeared, An Yu looked away seemingly indifferently, obviously she should feel relaxed, but she sighed unconsciously in her heart One sound.

At this moment, there was a sudden "snap", all the lights went out, and the scene fell into boundless darkness, with exclamations one after another.

"For safety's sake, everyone, don't wander around!" An Yu remained calm, and quickly stood up to preside over the overall situation, "It may be that the circuit has tripped, I'll send someone to check it out right away, please be patient and wait patiently—"

As soon as the words fell, the soft light of the candle suddenly lit up, illuminating a corner of the venue.

There was a sound of exclamation, and An Yu looked in astonishment. Ke Chenye, who had been missing since just now, was in a suit and leather shoes, holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms. Someone pushed a cart beside him. The five-storey cake on top was impressive. Jaw-dropping.

"Xiao Yu." Ke Chenye walked up to An Yu affectionately, the corners of his eyes and brows filled with tenderness, "I'm sorry, I was wrong that night, I don't expect you to forgive me, but I hope you will give me a compensation." Opportunity."

Under the envious eyes from all directions, An Yu's brain buzzed, and his eyes widened in surprise.

He finally figured out that he wanted to confess to her?

Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and An Yu saw Ke Chenye's expression of astonishment through her hazy vision.

Then he smiled helplessly, his little Yu was really easy to coax, this little thing moved her like this.

An Yu took the rose, and blew out the candles on the cake amidst the booing of the crowd. In an instant, the lights filled the venue. An Yu held a serrated knife, and Ke Chenye stood behind her and covered her hand. People made the first cut together.

After the party, Ke Chenye drove An Yu back.

An Yu was still holding the roses he gave her, and the unique fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, she couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going to say something to me?"

"What?" Ke Chenye held the steering wheel without looking sideways.

An Yu was taken aback for a moment: "It happened that night."

The car stopped suddenly, and Ke Chenye turned his head to stare at her.