Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 1 She's My Wife
The backstage of the show was in full swing, filled with the sound of chaotic footsteps and languages ​​of various countries, and it seemed like a different world from the bleak wind and cold rain outside.

An Chuyu stood in front of the makeup mirror studded with light bulbs, and the stylist made the final adjustments—she had already changed into the dress she wore on the catwalk. In order to avoid wrinkles on the skirt, which would affect the appearance, she could not sit down and put on makeup.

The music accompanied by the runway in front came faintly. Zhu Tracy approached her and reminded her in a low voice: "Sister, it's the last group."

She lifted the hem of An Chuyu's skirt piled up at her feet to make it easier for her to walk.

The stylist stepped back, looked at the makeup he had done for An Chuyu, nodded, and said it was perfect.

An Chuyu stepped on ten centimeter high heels and walked towards the entrance of the catwalk.

She is not a professional model, she will be on stage in this luxury brand fashion show tonight, just because she is the global spokesperson of the brand.The announcement was finalized half a year ago. At that time, the designer of the show even flew to China to personally measure for her.

"Sister, are you nervous?" Zhu Tracy looked at her flawless and beautiful face under the light, "If you are nervous, you will be sitting under the catwalk as if you were a basket of radishes."

An Chuyu raised her index finger as a gesture of silence, telling her not to talk too much.

Zhu Tracy stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

An Chuyu was busy making movies in the past few months, and was still training steps with a model teacher before flying to Paris.She has walked through many red carpets, but this is the first time she has walked a catwalk.There is a difference between the two.

The rhythm of the music in his ears changed, An Chuyu took a deep breath, and under the guidance of the designer, he stepped steadily up the steps, walked straight for two meters, turned around slightly, appeared in the sight of everyone, walked along the long Runway forward.

Models kept approaching and passing by her.

The finale of An Chuyu's smoky purple dress was called "Oath", with a tube top design, layers of pleated gauze stacked on the chest, the skirt trailed the floor, and Greek words were embroidered with golden silk threads.Under the light as bright as day, the Greek words floating on the elegant skirt are like sparkling waves.If someone can understand it, they can understand why it is called a "vow", because every word on it is a declaration of love.

In order to show the dress to the greatest extent, An Chuyu's long curly hair was all coiled up and fixed behind her head with irregular baroque pearls.

As long as you go to the front end, and then put a pose at a fixed point, you can turn back.

An Chuyu thought so in his heart, but unexpectedly, an accident happened in an instant. A model walking back stepped on her skirt with a high heel as he passed her by.

The tube top dress suddenly fell down, and there were a few indistinct gasps from the audience.Seeing that he was about to be embarrassing, An Chuyu reacted quickly, with one hand on his hip, his knuckles firmly pressed down on his chest, preventing the skirt from falling down.

Glancing at the model from the corner of her eye, she felt a chill in her heart.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Qiao Lufei?
An Chuyu regained his composure, and walked the rest of the short distance with one hand on his waist. From the beginning to the end, there was no panic on his face.

Xi Zheng, who was sitting in the first row under the stage, witnessed the whole process, with one hand resting on his lap curled up, and the moment the accident happened, he was sweating for her.

Xu Ye, who was at the back, leaned forward and lowered his voice, "I finally know why Mr. Xi took time out of his busy schedule to watch this fashion show."

Instead, Xi Zheng asked him, "Why?"

Xu Ye said: "According to the collected information, Madeleine's wife is a fan of An Chuyu's movie. If we can invite An Chuyu to Mrs. Madeleine's birthday party, it will definitely help us to win this cooperation. ..."

"She is my wife." Xi Zheng interrupted him.

Xu Ye didn't turn his head around: "Who?"

Xi Zheng replied, "An Chuyu."

Xu Ye was blinded for a second, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.Is Mr. Xi also a fan of An Chuyu?Never heard of it before.Moreover, he turned out to be An Chuyu's wife fan. I really can't see Mr. Xi is so obsessed with chasing stars.

Xi Zheng looked at An Chuyu's back, lost in thought.

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Following the designer to complete the curtain call ceremony, An Chuyu dragged the cumbersome dress skirt, told Zhu Cuixi, and walked straight to the dressing room.

Qiao Lufei was inside, and there was no one else, so it was convenient for her to ask questions.

An Chuyu didn't hide his anger, and asked straight to the point: "Did you do it on purpose?"

As an assistant, Zhu Tracy took it for granted to protect her family. She was a little worried that she was in an unfamiliar place. She stayed outside the changing room, looking around like a thief, and always paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Qiao Lufei is the spokesperson of the same luxury brand in China, and she has a different level of authority from An Chuyu, so it is a surprise that she will be on the same stage this time.

A model had a temporary accident, and Qiao Lufei happened to be in Paris to shoot the cover of a magazine, and the vacant dress happened to have the same name as her, and it was called "Lvfei".

The timing and location were perfect, and the brand called her to come to the rescue.

Qiao Lufei lowered her head and straightened the mint green skirt, her tone unhurried: "What evidence do you have to prove that I did it on purpose? Your skirt is too long, I just stepped on it accidentally. Such a small girl on the catwalk There have been too many accidents, so don't blame me for being persecuted by paranoia."

An Chuyu smiled, and the smile didn't reach his eyes: "The film resources cannot compete, and you start to use your brains to play tricks, and your road can only go so far."

Qiao Lufei paused, as if being stabbed by a needle, and suddenly looked up at her, with anger burning in her eyes.

An Chuyu still looked like he was about to smile: "I got it right? "Dawn" has been finished, I didn't expect you to still be brooding about it."

Qiao Lufei: "An Chuyu, don't be so proud of yourself! How dare you say you didn't seek Director Jiang in private?"

"I'm sorry, Director Jiang took the initiative to find me." An Chuyu took a step closer to her, and looked down at her condescendingly, "I'm not as skilled as others, and I'm afraid I will be robbed of resources in the future. Besides, I didn't rob you from you." Yes, if the contract is not signed, the role is not yours. You have been in the industry for so many years, Qiao Lufei, you don't even understand this rule."

Both of them look heroic and bright, and they take similar routes. Fighting in the ring is a common occurrence, and the fans of the two families will also fight if they don't get along with each other.

Compared with An Chuyu, who has been famous in the film industry for a long time, Qiao Lufei, who has only transformed into the big screen in recent years, seems to have unstable foundation and is eager to make achievements.

Missing director Jiang Guangling's debut work after six years has already made Qiao Lufei regretful, and the brand endorsement was once again overwhelmed by An Chuyu.When meeting her on the runway, the so-called enemy was extremely jealous. Qiao Lufei got angry for a while, and just wanted to make her look ugly in front of the public.

Just as she was in a daze, a cool hand rested on Qiao Lufei's shoulder, which brought her back to her senses.

An Chuyu smiled at her: "You may not know that I am not as easy to get along with as I appear on the surface, and I hold a grudge. I was lucky today, and I didn't show up in front of the camera, but for this account, I still It has to be on your head."

Qiao Lufei felt uneasy, and her eyes flickered.

"What... what are you going to do?" She paused for a moment, appearing to lack confidence.

An Chuyu raised her right hand, Qiao Lufei narrowed her eyes, and subconsciously wanted to turn around to escape, but An Chuyu grabbed her shoulder, and her hand was so strong that she couldn't break free for a while.

The slap did not fall as Qiao Lufei expected, the door of the changing room was pushed open, and someone broke in.

Zhu Cuixi stood at the door and said anxiously: "Sister, this gentleman insists on breaking in, I can't stop him!"

An Chuyu's hand hanging in the air was grasped by a broad palm.Her gaze shifted and landed on that hand, with slender white fingers and a wedding ring on the ring finger.

Xi Zheng pulled her and took two steps to the side.

An Chuyu glanced at the owner of the hand. That face looked familiar. She frowned, unable to remember anything, so she asked him coldly, "Who are you? Is the lady's changing room available?" Did you just break in casually?"

Xi Zheng was taken aback, wondering if she pretended not to know her because of the presence of outsiders, or if she really didn't remember his face, whether it was the former or the latter, he was quite upset.

Xi Zheng didn't answer her question, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Come out with me, I have something to tell you."

He didn't continue to pester An Chuyu, he let go of her hand after speaking, and walked out of the changing room first.

Qiao Lufei, who escaped the catastrophe, slowly returned to blood from pale, and her heart was still beating fast.

An Chuyu felt baffled. At first she didn't want to pay attention to what the man said, but in the next second, a picture flashed in her mind, making her froze in place.

She remembered.

That man was her husband who got a certificate with her half a year ago.

　Hello friends, March is back! ! !
　　This is a short and sweet article, and I can play happily for a while again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)