Overnight Rich Family: This president, I ate

That night, he drove her back to the hotel in his car.

There was no contact after that, Lin Wutong was still busy shooting commercials, but he seemed to disappear, as if the encounter in the nightclub with dim lights at night was all a false imagination.

George still marveled at Lin Wutong's relaxation, and when she took off her makeup, he handed a very delicate card to her.

Lin Wutong looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the letters "Louis Vuitton" gilded on the card, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"This is a press conference to be held the day after tomorrow. I don't have a female companion yet, so you can go with me when the time comes."

Paris is the center of fashion and romance, so many fashion shows will be held here, and there is also a fashion week that makes celebrities, ladies, stars and big names scream every year.

But now that fashion week has passed, the brand's press conference is absolutely not to be underestimated.

On the day of the press conference, Lin Wutong changed his clothes. In the aftertaste of Liu Sisi's pig-killing howl the night before, and the envy of his crew colleagues early in the morning, Lin Wutong put on a pair of 12cm high heels to finally reach The height above Mr. George's shoulders, followed him to the press conference.

The press conference was in the evening, and when they arrived outside the conference venue, the floor was full of celebrities, celebrities and ladies dragging their long skirts and walking slowly on the carpet.

From time to time, the flashlight of the cameraman flashed across every corner of the venue, capturing the graceful postures of the ladies.

When entering the venue, in addition to the admission ticket, the security guards in neat uniforms will even verify your ID card, passport and specific ID number, just like entering the National Security Bureau.

But the NSA doesn't have such fancy dreams.

Lin Wutong entered the venue, and the surroundings were decorated with bright lights. Star fashion fans sat in their seats wearing all kinds of high-end custom-made uniforms, holding delicious champagne served by handsome and invincible waiters in their hands.

Lin Wutong sat on the seat with his eyes wide open, looking at the luxurious scene around him.

A moment after the press conference officially started, the lights of the entire venue dimmed, and the noise in the venue also stopped.

The lights shone on the front stage, the curtain was pulled up, and the uniquely designed walkway was displayed in front of the guests.

The music is soft and ethereal, and in the silver-white scene, models sitting on carousels, as sweet as Barbie dolls, slowly walked into the sight of the guests.

"Oh!" photographer George exclaimed softly, "sobeautiful!itisagenius! (so beautiful, what a genius!)"

What Lin Wutong didn't expect was that after admiring the designer's talent, he turned his head and said to Lin Wutong: "The theme of this season is quite suitable for you."

Lin Wutong was puzzled.

"Sweet retro. You fit the style."

A celebrity sitting next to them cast a contemptuous look at them, and Lin Wutong squeezed the wine glass in his hand awkwardly.

The entire exhibition is only about ten minutes long, but everyone knows that these ten minutes will have an undeniable and powerful influence on the fashion trends of the whole world.

After the exhibition is over, the guests can freely walk around the venue, socialize and congratulate.

Except for some big-name celebrities invited to this venue, they are basically VIP customers of this brand, and their social status and economic power cannot be underestimated.

Lin Wutong was walking alone in every corner of the venue on her ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes. George, the British guy, had already been hooked up by several super big-name celebrities, and he was taking the most beautiful photos of them from all angles.

"Oh, isittheeastpeople?!—heissohandsome! liketheangel!" (Oh! Is that an oriental?! He is so handsome, like a god.) Lin Wutong heard a woman next to him screaming in a low voice.She was such a smart girl back then, that when she heard the word "angel" and connected it with "he", she immediately understood it as "God".

Another woman also whispered: "iknowhim.heismr.ji! jifanli.iwasinaeconomicmagazinetoseehim.thefaceissobeautiful.thoughthewasastar. (I know him, he is Mr. Ji, Ji Fanli, I once saw him in an economic magazine .His face is so beautiful, I thought he was a star.)”

When Lin Wutong heard the name, he looked in the direction their voices pointed to.

Under the pure white crystal light, he was dressed in white, and the exquisite long tailcoat set off his perfect figure like a model, and that exquisite and perfect face seemed to be close to false, attracting everyone around him to look at him , as if he was a divine sacrifice from heaven, elegant and noble, high above.

Lin Wutong took a small step back and looked up at him from behind the crowd.

I have always known that he is so good-looking, but at this moment, she is standing in this luxurious and bright venue, watching him chat skillfully with the designer, attracting everyone around him, and there are models standing beside him In the eclipsed situation, Lin Wutong realized that everything was separated by such a long distance, and there were more than a few steps between him and her.

"Hey, Lin, isn't that the person who saved you that night?" George came back at some point. He put the camera in his hand beside him, and pointed to the distant place in front of him.

Lin Wutong nodded instinctively, but immediately shook his head.

"I don't know him, you are wrong."

George was surprised: "How can I get it wrong? It's him. How can someone look like him. That face is like a fake. Hey, you said, he can't have plastic surgery, right?"

"Hey, I've grown up like this, I'm too pretty, I just don't know how capable I am in a certain aspect." When foreigners generally have a poor vocabulary to describe people's good looks, they generally use the word "beautiful".

After hearing his words, Lin Wutong blushed, lowered her head, her delicate and small body seemed a little uncomfortable.Her heels are high, but fortunately they are waterproof, so they are much easier to wear.But this high waterproof platform still makes her look like she can't bear the load, and she feels a little shaky and falling.

George looked at her, dazed for no reason.

Oh, oriental girls are so strange!George sighed inwardly.

"Aren't you going to say hello to him?" George didn't hear what Lin Wutong said he didn't know, and asked again.

Lin Wutong glanced at him and said, "I'm not feeling well, I want to go first."

"Okay." George spread his hands.

Lin Wutong turned around and slowly disappeared from the crowd, walking towards the door.

Ji Fanli raised her head from a chat and laughed, and looked in one direction, but there was no one there.

"Wath'swrong? Steven. (What's wrong? Steven.)" Asked the designer next to him.

Ji Fanli turned her eyes and smiled gracefully: "nothing." It was concise and clear, calm and self-possessed, as if nothing had happened.

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Lin Wutong remembered a Japanese movie he had seen, the name of which was almost forgotten.

But remember the plot inside.

A girl has been cheating on the hero, and the hero went to a foreign country to find her.

Later, the girl died, and the hero returned to the country.

Fall in love with other girls, stay together, get married, and have children.He is a dedicated husband and a good father. He goes shopping with his wife every day and picks up his children from school.

So everyone thought he didn't love the heroine anymore.

At the end of the movie, the hero watched his wife die, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

We also know here that he probably has forgotten the heroine.

But at the end of the movie's curtain call, it was placed outside the window of the house where the hero lives.

There is a flower Mizuki blooming quietly.Trees and yards full of flowers, pink and white smiles.

It was the sapling he planted the year he returned to China, and it has been growing vigorously for so many years.

It's like the hero's love.

Lin Wutong was still in high school at that time, and Liu Hongyi accompanied her to the cinema to watch the movie.

Lin Wutong kept silent after watching it, but when she walked out of the movie theater and stood on the crowded street, she let out a "wow" and burst into tears.

Liu Hongyi was so flustered that he didn't know how to comfort her.

Love is like this sometimes, it is not the whole of life.And to survive, to live every minute, every second, every day, is the essence of life.

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Lin Wutong lay on the bed and made a phone call.

A milky voice over there: "Lin Wutong, when are you coming back?"

Lin Wutong immediately turned black: "Lin Zhenzhen, don't talk like Baby Lin, do you think I won't recognize you if you say that?"

"Oh." Lin Zhenzhen agreed, and said, "Then when are you coming back?"

"Well, it's coming soon, just wait a few more days. You and your baby have to listen to Uncle Yi at home, do you know? Mommy will bring you something good."

"What are you bringing?" Lin Zhenzhen asked immediately.

Lin Wutong immediately seduced: "Paris Tower model or Disney toys?"

The baby on the other end of the phone smiled immediately: "Okay, Mommy, I will be obedient, even if Uncle Yi buys us garbage pizza, my baby and I will eat it seriously."

The handsome face of Liu Hongyi next to the phone also darkened.

"Wutong, how long are you going to stay there?" Liu Hongyi took the phone and asked.

"Well, maybe four more days." Lin Wutong replied while holding the phone and staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah." Liu Hongyi looked thoughtful, and finally said, "Zhenzhen may not be in good health, she had a fever the night before yesterday."

Lin Wutong immediately stood up from the bed, grabbed the phone tightly and said, "It's okay! How is it now?!" For no reason, tears dripped down his cheeks and dripped on the big bed for no reason.

"It's nothing, don't worry too much, the temperature suddenly dropped two days ago, the doctor said it was a cold."

Lin Wutong whispered "um", and the people over there didn't hear too much emotion through the phone.

"It's fine." Lin Wutong said, wiping the tears on his face with his hand.

Tears don't work most of the time.

She can only make herself braver.

Work hard, be brave, keep going.

Lin Zhenzhen and Lin Baobao are her treasures.It's all she has now.

She will do her best to make them better.

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