Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Yi Wulan stayed in the hospital for another day, Xue Qiu stayed with him for a long time, stared at him and drank another bowl of porridge, but left early because of the notice.

Before the actor Xue Qiu left, he asked his agent to bring him a bunch of baby's breath.

Yi Wulan lay idle on the hospital bed, went to the hospital nurse to get paper and pens, and randomly drew a few perfume bottles.

Most of the perfume bottles on the market are made of glass, which is fragile but transparent. Yi Wulan not only needs to consider the aesthetics when designing, but also design according to the characteristics of the material. Too complicated element design may not be suitable for glass. reflected above.

As the visual extension of perfume, the most important thing is that the perfume bottle should be consistent with the scent and concept of the perfume. It is most convenient to abstract the element design from it.Assuming a bottle of fresh eau de toilette inspired by daisies, daisy elements can be reflected in the design.

He lowered his head and drew three or four perfume bottles, but Yi Wulan was not very satisfied.

Beauty is beauty, too crafty and soulless.

Yi Wulan was not impatient, she put them away one by one and put them in the box.

In fact, he wasn't in such a hurry to go back to Jiangcheng at first, and what he discussed with Xiang Jiuming before was to make an appointment when both parties had free time.

However, starting from yesterday afternoon, Xiang Jiuming suddenly urged him very urgently.

From Xiang Jiuming's attitude, Yi Wulan keenly realized that something bad had happened.

Yi Wulan is also free at the moment, after thinking about it, she decided to return to Jiangcheng ahead of schedule.

Sending a text message to Sheng Ling, telling him to leave early, he dragged his suitcase

The plane at [-]:[-] p.m. arrived in Jiangcheng around [-]:[-] p.m.

Yi Wulan slept on the plane, and was not very tired when he arrived in Jiangcheng.

Autumn in Jiangcheng is even cooler, and there is a strong wind just after leaving the airport.

After being hospitalized, Yi Wulan finally learned how to behave, and put on a white cotton shirt and a thick black windbreaker in a well-behaved manner.The windbreaker is a new style in this year's fashion week. It is a long windbreaker that is very slim, and it will look bloated if you are not careful. Yi Wulan is tall and has long legs, so it fits just right.

Only with his figure can he dare to wear any style casually.

It is still raining in Jiangcheng, this city is like this every autumn, it never stops raining.

Literati and poets prefer this place, writing poems and lyrics to describe the melancholy and charming rain in Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng is a city with a lot of heritage.

Yi Wulan sat in the car, quietly looking out the window at the glorious world melted into pieces by the rain, blurred and upside down.

The hundred-year-old pheromone headquarters was built in Jiangcheng. In an autobiography, it was written that the founder’s original intention of choosing the location was that Jiangcheng was a city that fit well with the pheromone brand’s temperament.

There have been three generations of people in charge of pheromones, and the concept and style have not changed much.

Someone in the industry passed the news that this new perfume of pheromones was made to commemorate the original intention, and it has been secretly prepared for three years.

At first, Yi Wulan looked at the city outside the car window. He had read all the information he could collect in the hospital in the past few days, and he vaguely understood what this bottle of perfume might represent.

But still have to get a perfume sample to be finalized.

The car finally drove into the busiest and busiest commercial street in Jiangcheng, where high-end clubs and specialty bars coexist, and small shops that fit in every corner coexist with the International Finance Building.

Xiang Jiuming lives in a small building inside, the first floor is a bar, the second floor is a members-only bar, and the third floor is Xiang Jiuming's residence, which fits his nature of a vagabond.

Yi Wulan circled around a few times before going up to the third floor covered in fireworks. Xiang Jiuming told him the password in advance, and he could enter after entering it.

I thought it would be noisy to live here, but I found it was not the case when I entered the door.

The sound insulation of the room is excellent. The floor is covered with a thick layer of soft-haired sound-absorbing carpet, and there is no sound when you step on it.

Mahogany furniture, gramophones, wall hangings, flowers in lacquered vases.

There is also piano music playing in the room, master masterpieces, the music is soothing but a little sad.

Yi Wulan felt that this style fit Xiang Jiuming's personality after a little taste. He is a rich and noble president who advocates enjoyment and loves elegance.

To some extent, Xiang Jiuming and Sheng Ling's disagreement is almost inevitable. Sheng Ling only loves quietness, and the few long-term houses are far away from the urban area.

Sheng Ling is a person who is clearly capable in Vanity Fair, but he is insensitive to the hustle and bustle, which is the exact opposite of Xiang Jiuming.

Xiang Jiuming asked Yi Wulan to go directly to the second floor of the room in the text message, because Mr. Xiang had a non-important meeting, and after finishing the meeting in the first room on the left on the second floor, he discussed the contract with Yi Wulan .

Unexpectedly, Yi Wulan had just walked up the spiral staircase for a few steps when she heard the sound of arguing.

Taking a closer look, the door to the first room on the left was only half closed.

A soft male voice with a crying voice: "I just, I just love you so much, I can't help but want to get close to you, I'll cook and clean for you, and I'll take care of what you don't like."

The male voice was full of grievances: "I promised Mrs. Xiang, and Mrs. Xiang also said that I hope someone will take care of you. Is it wrong for me to care about you?"

Xiang Jiuming's always affectionate voice was as cold as ice at this moment: "I have already said, we are over, 100 million, one year, you should remember what you said at the beginning."

"But, but, I told Madame,"

"No, but, be realistic, you are just a passerby to me, and I to you."

These words were really heartbreaking, Yi Wulan turned his back to the room, put his hands on the railing, and heard the cries inside getting louder and louder.Xiang Jiuming said a few knives and stabbed the person opposite him to pieces.

The door was slammed open with a "bang", and the boy whose eyes were red and swollen from crying escaped, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Yi Wulan.

Yi Wulan passed a handkerchief flatly: "Do you want to wipe it?"

Perhaps it was because Yi Wulan's eyes were too calm and indifferent, the boy stopped crying, he took the handkerchief to thank him, and ran out in embarrassment.

"The door of your room is not closed properly." Yi Wulan turned her head, put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker, and explained to Xiang Jiuming.

Xiang Jiuming had a white cloth strip tied around his arm, and with an ugly face, he walked out and closed the door: "It's my problem, this room is a bit messy, can we talk about it in another room?"

Yi Wulan glanced at the white cloth strip on Jiuming's arm, and suddenly realized what happened.

The two finally sat in the side hall next to the living room. Sheng Ling poured Yi Wulan a cup of hot water, poured himself a cup of golden wine, threw a few ice cubes into it, and drank it all in one gulp. .

Xiang Jiuming was obviously in a bad mood today, and he calmed down after drinking two glasses of red wine.

He unbuttoned two buttons and asked Yi Wulan: "Why do you think people fall in love with another person?"

The smell of wine wafted along the soothing piano, Yi Wulan threw a few goji berries into the hot water and said slowly, "I guess there may be a gap in our hearts."

"It's a hollow that blows a biting wind into the soul."

Xiang Jiuming crossed his legs and sat back on the stool, exhaled, and read the following sentence: "So we urgently need a heart with the right shape to fill it."

After he finished speaking, he laughed by himself, with some long hair hanging by his ears, Xiang Jiuming looked depressed and imperceptibly sad.

Yi Wulan didn't disturb Xiang Jiuming's venting, and let Xiang Jiuming sit there alone and think quietly.

After a long time, he spoke to Jiuming: "You may know that my mother, the founder of 'Vow Love' costume jewelry, has liked your designs a lot in the past two years. Especially the flower milk bottle series that you and Aowu Milk co-branded , she likes both flowers and your designs, in order to support you, she bought a warehouse of Aowu milk and donated it to the orphanage."

"'Oath of Love' was handed over to me five years ago. I mentioned this perfume project when I went home some time ago, and she said that it would be great if you came to design it. The brand of 'Oath of Love' was created by her alone. I really hope you can cooperate with 'Oath of Love'."

Xiang Jiuming's voice was helplessly warm, and Feng Liuxiang must have a lot of affection for his mother.

Yi Wulan sighed inwardly: "Thank you, Senior Pei Ling, for your liking, I am very honored."

Mrs. Xiang's real name is Pei Ling. She was a well-known fashion designer in her early years, and her design style was very fairytale.However, after marrying into the Xiang family, her original name and brilliance were covered up, leaving only the title of Mrs. Xiang.

When Yi Wulan was a student, she did a project on 'Use of Fairy Tale Elements in Design'. She specially got to know this senior Pei Ling, and also read some rich gossip. She vaguely remembered that this senior was not so happy in Xiang's house.

This title made Xiang Jiuming feel a little better: "Designer Yi is indeed very knowledgeable. My mother did design in her early years and even drew me a lot of crowns and small animals, although she is not very famous,"

Yi Wulan interrupted, and said objectively: "Actually, it's very famous. When it's hottest, many little girls are looking forward to wearing the princess dress designed by Senior Pei Ling."

Xiang Jiuming's eyes turned red when he heard this: "Yes, it is very famous."

As he spoke, he raised his head and took a sip of his wine, calming down: "Sorry, it's useless to talk to Designer Yi about this."

"In short, both my mother and I hope to sign Designer Yi. This is the reason why I am persistent. Once again, I am sorry, and I am sorry for causing so much trouble to Designer Yi."

Yi Wulan supported her forehead, looked at the flowers on the balcony of the side hall, and said softly, "Mr. Xiang, I promise you that I will sign a contract next week. Please trouble Mr. Xiang to get the perfume samples and send them to my residence, No. 232, Nanhua Road."

Xiang Jiuming sat up straight and thanked solemnly: "Thank you."

Yi Wulan waved her hand: "My mother also likes flowers very much, Mr. Xiang should tell me the reason, and I will sign it at that time."

Soothing and sad piano music flows quietly.

Xiang Jiuming stood up, not surprisingly Yi Wulan would have guessed that half of his body was hidden in the shadows: "I also regret that I didn't tell Designer Yi earlier, it happened so suddenly, I didn't expect..."

It was so sudden.

Xiang Jiuming covered his forehead dejectedly: "She has been in a bad state of mind and body. I have specially sent someone to guard her. The situation has been stable for a while. I have already prepared for an art exhibition, but I just didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it.”

He didn't expect his mother to be willing to give up her own life for hopeless love. A timid and fragile woman like her, who usually wouldn't even take a knife, would make such a decisive thing in the end.

Yi Wulan lowered her eyes, moved her wrist, and pushed the cup of hot water that she hadn't moved: "I think Ms. Pei Ling would like to drink more hot water from Mr. Xiang."

"Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Xiang, take care of your body, and I will do my best for the pheromone perfume project."

Before going out, Yi Wulan turned her head and said a word of consolation: "I have some drawings of Ms. Pei Ling at my place, and I will hand them over to Mr. Xiang some other day. I hope they will be useful to Mr. Xiang."

The door was slowly closed, and Xiang Jiuming's silent standing figure disappeared from sight.

After coming out, Yi Wulan sighed deeply. Although he had already guessed that something bad might have happened, he didn't expect it to be such a serious thing.Tasting other people's sorrows almost brought bitterness to his tongue.

And Xiang Jiuming's expression made Yi Wulan unable to restrain himself from thinking of himself when he was a teenager, sad but had to grit his teeth and continue walking.

After lighting a cigarette, Yi Wulan simply called a friend who had made an appointment with him several times. He advised Xiang Jiuming to drink more hot water and take care of his body, but he himself wanted to get drunk to relieve his worries.

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