Deliberately seduce

Chapter 63 The Real Paris

"Miss Jiang, these are a few places that need to be slightly adjusted." The designer handed her the drawing board, "You can take a look at what else needs to be modified."

Jiang Yunmu, who is a layman in fashion, has complete trust in this master-level designer: "I believe in the teacher's ability, and everything should be arranged by the teacher."

The designer nodded very helpfully, and began to prepare materials to modify the dress for her.

Jiang Yun'er, who was a little bored, looked around and was suddenly attracted by a lotus pink evening dress with thin suspenders displayed on the mannequin in the corner.

The chest is designed with butterfly wings, which is playful and a little sexy. In order to reflect the free beauty of butterfly wings, the tube top is not tightened. The whole skirt is supported by the two thin shoulder straps. The skirt is embellished with bright Swarovski crystals, which is high-profile and gorgeous.

I have to say, it is a beautiful dress that people can't take their eyes off.

"That dress was custom-made by Ms. Li Li'an. I made the final revisions this morning. Someone will pick it up and send it to the hotel room where Ms. Li Li'an is staying." Seeing that Jiang Yunmu had been staring at the evening gown, the assistant took the initiative to introduce it to her. road.

Jiang Yunmu looked back and smiled at the assistant: "It's beautiful, the teacher's design is really perfect."

"Miss Jiang's dress will definitely not be bad." The assistant added a cup of coffee for Jiang Yunmu, and the designer in the garment room called her in to help, she hurriedly said sorry to Jiang Yunmu and trotted in.

Jiang Yunmu glanced at the lotus root pink evening dress with thin suspenders, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip slowly, without adding sugar, the bitter taste exploded on the taste buds, and then the mellow aroma filled every corner of the mouth.

The designer told Jiang Yunmu that the dress would be modified within two days, and it would be sent to Jiang Yunmu's hotel room. If she had other things to do, she could go back to the hotel first.

As soon as Jiang Yunmu stepped out of the studio door, he saw a figure standing outside.

"Why are you here?" She was a little surprised by his appearance, and she only went to the hospital in the morning. Although the injury was not too serious, at least she had to lie in bed for a day and have a good rest.

"I've finished reading the book, and I'm going to buy another one." Zhou Shi put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and it was still a bit cold in Paris in the evening.

After speaking, he took steps to go to the bookstore.

Jiang Yunmu followed quickly, raised his head and smiled at him, "It just so happens that I'm going too, let's go together."

Zhou Shiyin glanced sideways at her, did not speak, his eyes fell back not far ahead, but his steps slowed down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he quietly glanced at the people around him. The scene of him playing "Paris Holiday" appeared in Jiang Yunmu's mind, and his slender fingers jumped out a series of notes on the black and white keys.

The Paris in front of her was not what she had imagined.

This road has no flower windows and no dark fragrance.

The afterglow of the setting sun is scattered on the Seine River, sparkling, and the retro-style marble church stands on the bank, towering into the sky.

Far, near, ahead; running water, pedestrians, vehicles...

She finally came to Paris.

The real Paris.

"Zhou Shiyin." She called him, her voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind on the street.

"Huh?" he heard.

Jiang Yunmu watched him quietly, with indistinct emotion in his eyes: "The "Paris Holiday" you played is very nice."

Zhou Shiyin lowered his head and did not speak.

For a long time, so long that she thought he would not answer.

He sneered and said in a distant voice, "I won't touch the piano again."

The evening wind blew across the streets of Paris, and blew onto Jiang Yunmu's body, carrying the residual warmth of the evening, but she only felt cold to the marrow of her bones.

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The dinner was held in the hall on the second floor. The retro palace atmosphere made everyone who was invited feel as if they were in a royal banquet.

Wang Dong, who attended with Mr. Lai Kai on his arm, looked absent-minded from the moment he entered the arena.

Mr. Lai Kai, who was about to ask a question, couldn't hide his envious eyes when he saw a pair of Bi people walking in slowly from the door.

Zhou Shiyin's neat shirt is paired with a light-colored tie. The cuff buttons on the sleeves are inlaid with emeralds. It is low-key and luxurious. The well-cut slim suit pants make the already long legs more slender and straight, and the head and shoulders are just right. Proportioned, with a straight back, full marks for manners.

And Jiang Yunmu was wearing a dark blue velvet dress, the long skirt was inlaid with finely divided sapphires, dragged on the ground, shining brightly, the hollow back revealed beautiful butterfly bones, and the hair was rolled up to reveal the beautiful lines neck.

Not only Mr. Lai Kai, but everyone present were also amazed by these two people and were speechless.

"Ms. Zhou and Miss Jiang are indeed a match made in heaven!" Li Chen walked up to them excitedly and clapped his hands.

Jiang Yunmu felt that Li Chen was more reserved because of today's formal occasion, otherwise he would probably whistle.

"It's all thanks to me. Look at the dress that Miss Jiang is wearing, how beautiful and touching..." Li Chen leaned closer to Zhou Shiyin as he spoke, winking at him.

Zhou Shiyin turned his head away, just in time to be seen by the big director of a certain consortium.

"Mr. Zhou!" The chief director quickly walked up to Zhou Shiyin and started talking with him.

Li Chen who was left out had no choice but to sit down beside Jiang Yunmu silently.

"It seems that Ms. Jiang is used to the feeling of being left behind." Li Chen watched Jiang Yunmu tasting wine on his own, and seemed indifferent to Zhou Shiyin's absence.

Jiang Yunmu smiled and said nothing, his eyes fell on Zhou Shiyin who was not far away. This guy hadn't spoken to her since that day, so he didn't know what was going on.

Didn't she just casually mention that he plays the piano well?Why is it like poking his sore spot?

Monk Erzhang really couldn't figure it out.

Just thinking about it, the music group invited on the stage began to play, starting with the melodious violin.

Halfway through the performance, the sound of the piano was added.

I saw the piano being slowly pushed up, and the musicians were immersed in the performance.

Zhou Shiyin, who was talking and laughing, turned his head and saw the music group playing, and then a piano came into view.

In an instant, the buzzing sound rang through his ears, and a black shadow crashed down in his mind, hitting the keys with a short sound, and a long and sharp monotone seemed to penetrate his head, causing him to frown in pain. His left hand was also trembling uncontrollably.

"Mr. Zhou?" The person next to him saw his discomfort, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Shiyin covered his head with his right hand, unable to speak from the pain.

Suddenly the left hand was wrapped into the warm palm, and the faint woody rose and sandalwood fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

(End of this chapter)