number one supermodel

Mi Le sat in the passenger seat, clutching the phone tightly in his hand, but kept a calm expression on his face.He just sent a text message to Huo Chengan.He is waiting for Huo Chengan's reply.It's just that the mobile phone has been in the hand for more than 10 minutes, but there is still no vibration. It is not too likely that there will be an incoming letter to prompt the ringtone to vibrate.Huo Chengan has never been the kind of person who looks at his phone every once in a while.

Mi Le suddenly lost interest.It's not that he has a small belly and doubts what Huo Chengan has done.He was just short of breath, a stuffy feeling in his heart that made him uncomfortable.Especially after knowing that Huo Cheng'an was among the group of people watching the theater but didn't stand up to speak for him, his lungs almost exploded.He felt a little wronged, but also extremely angry.Is Huo Chengan so distrustful of him, is he so embarrassed to admit that they knew each other?

And what about the engagement?Was he engaged to the lady who stood next to him at the ball just now?

Leaving aside the ambiguous relationship between them, at least they are still friends, but such a big event as engagement is not mentioned to him.What happened, why did Huo Chengan do this? !

"Waiting for a call?" Vivienne glanced at Mi Le lightly, and quickly turned her gaze back to the front.

"Ah...well, it's not really considered." Mi Le turned his mouth and said something that he wanted to slap himself dryly.

"It seems that the other party is very important to you, or in other words, you are very eager to talk to him." Vivienne ignored Mi Le's embarrassment and saw blood for a while.

Vivienne Fell is a frighteningly good woman.He won the championship of the National Model Contest at the age of 13, and was favored by the Queen Mother who was a judge at the time. He specially designed a series of girly clothes for her and asked her to speak for her.The limelight can be described as momentary.It's just that when her popularity was on the rise, she resolutely chose to go back to school, and kept studying secretly until she graduated from high school, and got an admission letter from Harvard University's School of Humanities.Even in the model world where there are so many beauties, she is also a well-known Gaoling flower, a glamorous beauty that no one else can envy.She is a little proud, but she can understand people's hearts and is ice-snow smart.Designers always like such individual female models.

Mi Le pursed her lips in defeat: "Okay, okay, my lady. That's right, I'm waiting for a phone call, and I want to discuss something with the other party very urgently, I can't wait to go there now Confront him in person. Oh, but God doesn't seem to be waking up today, and my luck is gone. I'm afraid he hasn't seen that text yet."

After a self-sarcasm, Vivienne didn't respond again, as if feeling Mi Le's bad mood.

The red Alfa Romeo parked smoothly in the underground parking lot of a hotel shortly thereafter.Mi Le wanted to get out of the car after thanking her, but was stopped by Vivian.

"What? Is there something wrong? Did you see the paparazzi following in?" Mi Le looked out of the car window as he spoke, but found nothing.

"No, I didn't see the paparazzi."

"so?"

In the dimly lit parking space of the underground parking lot, Mi Le noticed Vivian's frowning.The corners of her lips were trembling, as if she was struggling.

"Mi Le, do you have a girlfriend?" Vivienne pondered for a moment, as if she had finally figured out something, and her tone felt like she was going all out.

………………

"No." Mi Le replied subconsciously.

Vivienne gradually clenched her fingers in the opposite direction, and then slowly said after a while: "So, do you think I'm suitable?" Her voice trembled imperceptibly.

"?" Mi Le blinked, but hadn't recovered from the huge shock.

What's the situation, Vivienne Phil is courting him?The world's supermodel, the goddess in the eyes of countless men around the world, is Vivienne Phil courting him?

No, no, this is ridiculous.He must have opened the car door the wrong way.Vivienne Phil had never met him, and they hadn't even spoken a few words.What's more, the first time Vivian met him, the first thing she said was a cold snort.Come to think of it, with this kind of relationship, even if he was Marlon Brando reincarnated, he wouldn't have such a heaven-defying charm.

"This... I don't quite understand what you're talking about." Mi Le pursed her lips lightly and said solemnly.

"I'm serious! Mi Le." Vivienne shouted a little excitedly, and then realized her gaffe and lowered her decibel and posture: "No, please don't mind my impulsiveness just now. I mean, please take care of me Think about it, think about it seriously, okay?"

Mi Le felt that his palms were sweating, it was a bad feeling to be cornered.But Vivian's appearance forced him to answer immediately.

"I understand."

Vivian let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the chair, and Mi Le was finally let go by her.

On the way back to the hotel room, Mi Le's head was chaotic, first Huo Cheng'an, then Vivienne Phil.The two deep-water torpedoes exploded in his head together as if agreed, and now he has a terrible headache.

Grabbing the corner of the phone against the forehead and rubbing it, Mi Le leaned on the elevator with lowered eyes.Because he knew beforehand that there were not many people staying on his floor, when the elevator opened, he hurried out with a tired face, bumped into someone else, and didn't raise his eyes to look at the way ahead.

The phone fell out of his hand and fell on the thick carpet, but it didn't make any sound.

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

Mi Le could only hear the other party's gentle whispers, and her cheeks were also stained with shame.It was obviously because he didn't look at the road and bumped into people first, but let others apologize to him.

"It's okay, it's me who should apologize, where did you not get hit?" Mi Le raised her head embarrassedly, a beautiful face and a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes were reflected in her pupils.

Chinese, Mi Le can tell at a glance, the man in front of him is a Chinese.

The man smiled at him, and bent down to help him pick up the phone that fell aside.At this time, the mobile phone rang "ringing".

The man subconsciously glanced at the caller ID, the name on it made him slightly startled, but this expression only flashed for a moment, and was soon covered by his gentle smile.

"No, your phone. It shouldn't be broken."

"Thank you."

Mi Le took the phone gratefully, and when his eyes touched the name on the screen of the phone, his expression was slightly complicated.He nodded to the man, turned and walked to his room, and then hung up the phone casually.It has to be said that Mi Le's move was largely caused by resentment.

Mi Le glanced at the phone, threw it into his jacket pocket in annoyance, and cursed: "I'm really getting more and more mother-in-law."

He quickly walked to the door, and before he had time to swipe his room card, he pushed the door open.The bright lights inside the door made Mi Le frown tightly.He didn't even have time to change his shoes and ran into the room in a hurry, but stood at the entrance with a pale face.

Mi Le's words trembled slightly: "Arthur...why are you here..."

"How many times have I told you to call me elder brother?" Arthur Windsor's bright blue eyes rolled over Mi Le.

"Good evening, Ansair."