wasting time with you

Chapter 8 Those Good Memories We Had (2)
Xi Yan answered the phone: "Chenchen and I are in the background, we'll be here soon, don't come here, it's only a few steps away, I know, I'll be careful, you're so nagging."

Looking at Xi Yan's back, An Yiruo lost his mind for a moment.Comparing her and Wen Xingyuan's [-]-year stormy and deep-seated love, it seems that the twists and turns and unevenness in her love have become insignificant and not worth mentioning.

There are many forms of love, and what they experience is different.

An Yiruo returned to reality from his longing, concentrating on preparations for battle.

With the appearance of the host, exciting music sounded, and the game kicked off.

The models displayed the achievements of the designers on the gorgeous stage, and the colorful but not gaudy clothes were like blossoming flowers in spring, competing for splendor and flamboyance on the huge T-stage.The gorgeous colors and flowing skirts all catch the audience's attention.

An Yiruo's works are a combination of freshness, serenity and seductiveness. Dazzling red, delicate green, holy white, and mysterious black are used in casual wear, work wear and evening dresses, hinting at the seasons The reciprocating replacement, the silent change between the passage of time.Vibrant spring, blazing summer, and then full of cold and bleak autumn and winter.The soft fabric with excellent texture, the design that combines fantasy and reality, returns to the essence of minimalism, so she interprets the personality style that pursues extreme perfection in her heart to the extreme.

"36 groups are ready to go on stage!"

Under the orderly arrangement of the staff, An Yiruo accompanied ten personally selected models to the entrance of the stage, ready to go on stage.

Mi Yu shook her hand, the warmth from her fingertips calmed An Yiruo.

Believe in yourself, believe in Miyu.Tonight, they must be the shining star hanging on the highest place.

"No. 30 six groups are on stage!" The voice of the staff passed by the ears, and countless lights that had been dimmed suddenly lit up.The dazzling colors were constantly changing in front of her eyes, and strands of transparent light quickly intertwined into shining dots, as if dazzling diamonds shone in front of her eyes. An Yiruo watched her models walk away with graceful steps.

Mi Yu walked in the end, with a graceful retro hairstyle, exquisite and transparent makeup, bright red nails, and a mysterious black dress with excellent texture, which made her stand out among thousands of flowers.She stepped on the drum accurately, walked slowly and confidently to the center of the runway, turned around gracefully, exuding infinite style, fully displaying the glamorous, charming, sexy and simple mysterious black that is always popular in the fashion industry.

Although black is a versatile color, under An Yiruo's careful design, it easily shatters the fragility and immaturity of countless colors, making her works and her models domineering on the fashion stage.

There was silence all around, only An Yiruo's heart was beating.

"Next, we invite Miss An Yiruo, the designer of this group of works, to come on stage."

After receiving the signal from the host, An Yiruo steadied her feet, stood among ten tall models, bowed, and made a perfect curtain for her fashion show in just a few minutes.

The applause continued as she led her models down the stage.Her long flowing hair was slightly gathered up and flew behind her head with the breeze from the air conditioner. The neat and simple suit made her even more charming. The faint smile on her brow and eyes showed her confidence and composure that she had never had before.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, Cheng Mofei, who was late due to traffic jams before the game, and the crowd flocked together: "Wow, it's perfect."

"An Yiruo, you are amazing!" Mi Yu hugged her and laughed and shouted, "Did you see the expressions of the judges? MD, you are so handsome. You completely shocked them."

An Yiruo shook his head helplessly, thinking that this guy's foul language is really cute.

Mi Yu's excitement is still there: "It's super beautiful, I'll give you 32 likes."

An Yiruo just laughed, feeling relieved.

At this time, Xiao Min handed over the phone: "Designer An, your phone number."

She took the phone, but before she could speak, a deep and feminine male voice came out of the microphone, "Congratulations, the show is perfect!"

An unfamiliar male voice.

"You..." An Yiruo was so confused that he couldn't tell who it was from the frantic voice for a while, "Who is it?"

"Hurry up, we'll be the last group soon, you're going to be the queen tonight." Mi Yu snatched her cell phone, put it in her ear and said, "There's a lot of chaos here, so it's not appropriate to answer the phone , and wait for the world to calm down before replying to your call, and there will be a period later."

An Yiruo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not afraid that you don't have time to do psychological construction." Recalling the appearance of crying when he first entered the modeling industry and won the first award, Miyu reminded: "I will win the award later, An Yiruo, you can win the award." Have some promise, don't faint."

I always thought that I didn't care about this honor, but in fact, An Yiruo is also eager to succeed, maybe only in this way can he stand shoulder to shoulder with Xi Shuoliang.

The noisy voices around gradually subsided, and the audience was silent. Everyone's eyes were tacitly focused on the host, and the spotlights in the hands of the reporters were ready to capture this highly anticipated moment.

The lights were interlacing and the colors were boiling. An Yiruo held Mi Yu's sweaty hands tightly and held his breath.

I don't know how long this silence lasted, but suddenly, the people in front of me boiled up, cheers and screams poured out like a flood that opened the gate.An Yiruo froze on the spot, staring blankly at them, completely puzzled.It wasn't until Miyu gave her a push that she realized that the host's name was hers.

He could clearly hear his own heartbeat, excited and powerful.

The silver trophy shone dazzlingly under the light, holding a delicate bouquet of flowers, An Yiruo became a rookie in the fashion industry tonight.

I could hardly hold back my tear ducts.

The applause was like thunder, and there were many people.An Yiruo couldn't see everything in front of him clearly, but he only remembered that when Xi Shuoliang was invited to the stage as the boss of Hongtai, he said: "I believe in my own vision, the designer An Yiruo will become the most dazzling star in the fashion industry, and Hongtai will also become the most dazzling star in the fashion industry." Continue to entrust important tasks and provide a broad space for development.”

There is not a single word related to the most anticipated love, but tears still flow like rain.

Finally, he started to get involved in his career with his own efforts.It turned out that they were born of the same kind, he was unwilling to take shortcuts to success, and she was unwilling to sit behind him and enjoy the success.

Recalling the longings and concerns, and the loneliness of being alone in a foreign country - how many nights just waiting for his call, listening to his deep voice on the other end of the phone telling her to pay attention to her body, and gently talking about her, finally tears filled my eyelashes .

Her tears and his smile became the most beautiful moments.

Under everyone's attention, Xi Shuoliang walked up to her, leaned over and kissed her face, and then gently hugged her: "My love, congratulations."

my love--

Pray that time stops here and never fades away.

It is said that the best love is to make each other a better person.

And they have been working hard to become a better partner. This kind of love should not have a bad ending.

For those good memories we had - An Yiruo smiled quietly amid tears.

The competition came to an end, apart from the champion An Yiruo who was in the limelight, the most beautiful person tonight was undoubtedly Mi Yu.Many merchants sent flower baskets, and many media chased after her backstage to interview her.Having worked in this circle for several years, Miyu is very seasoned and has the right sense of proportion. He quickly settled the reporter. After changing clothes, he took Cheng Mofei a step ahead and went to the reserved club to celebrate his success.

An Yiruo called home, and it was answered by An's mother. There was obvious joy in the old man's tone. He obviously watched the live broadcast and learned the result: "Mom's Yiruo is really good. Congratulations, daughter .”

The joyful and choked up tone was so moving that An Yiruo was speechless for a moment.

Xi Shuoliang understood, gestured with his eyes, took the phone and put it to his ear, "Auntie, it's me, Shuoliang, yes, I'm very happy. I think I'll cry if I hear you praise her a few more times. Okay, I get it."

Then the opposite was replaced by An's father, and Xi Shuoliang's tone became more serious: "Hello, uncle, I am really busy recently, because the season has changed, and I am preparing for the exhibition." What was said there, he smiled: "Thank you Uncle, I have troubled you, I will go back with Yi Ruo another day, and I will play chess with you."

Father An seemed to be satisfied with his answer, and after a few more instructions, he hung up the phone.

An Yiruo felt that Xi Shuoliang's expression was a bit wrong: "What did my dad say?"

Xi Shuoliang handed the phone back to her, "It's nothing, let me take good care of you." Seeing her frowning as if she didn't believe it, he smiled, "Criticize me, saying that you always go home alone, and if you do this again, you will announce I'm laid off."

An Yiruo was afraid of putting pressure on him, so he expressed his position: "Love is a matter between the two of us, please ignore him."

Xi Shuoliang smiled, "You are too easy to deceive, you have no sense of accomplishment at all." Tapping her forehead, he explained, "Uncle An reminded me that the fashion industry is not doing well recently, and the impact of the financial turmoil I can't pass it for a while, let me invest cautiously."

"Since when did he become interested in doing business? He has always ignored his mother's company." An Yiruo didn't expect his father to say that, and his heart warmed like a sun, "My father actually likes you."

Xi Shuoliang hugged her and said jokingly: "Why, did he ever tell you that he doesn't like me?"

An Yiruo was eager to explain: "No, he..."

But it was interrupted by the immature child's voice.

The little princess Chenchen staggered into the workshop with a large bouquet of flowers in her arms, and called out as if offering a treasure, "Congratulations to Auntie Yiruo."

An Yiruo's eyes lit up, and he went to pick up the little guy: "Wow, the little princess is prettier than flowers."

Chenchen giggled.

"This child, I have to send it here by myself." Xi Yan followed in, and Wen Xingyuan stood behind him with a chic attitude.

"Thank you for coming." An Yiruo greeted Wen Xingyuan with a smile, then turned around and said to Xi Shuoliang, "These two are the friends I told you about in Paris, and I spent a lot of time with them during my studies." At that time Wen Xingyuan took Xi Yan to France for a trip, and met An Yiruo by chance on the Seine River, and they have known each other since then.

"Hello, Xi Shuoliang." Xi Shuoliang stretched out his hand to Wen Xingyuan. He has admired the famous Mr. Wen in the real estate industry for a long time, and heard that An Yiruo mentioned the bitter love between the husband and wife for ten years many times. points of favor.

"Hello, Wen Xingyuan." Wen Xingyuan held out his hand and shook him lightly, "An Yiruo is very talented, Mr. Xi is very lucky."

Xi Shuoliang smiled, and his eyes fell on Chenchen, "A successful career, a happy family, Mr. Wen is the envy."

Wen Xingyuan raised his eyebrows, looked sideways at his beautiful wife, and reached out to stroke his daughter's hair, "The little thing is very naughty, when you become a father, you will know how hard it is."

"Father, don't speak ill of Chenchen. Grandma said that Chenchen is the most obedient." Chenchen expressed dissatisfaction, took Xi Yan's hand, raised her face and asked childishly, "Are you right, Mom?"

Xi Yan gave An Yiruo a wink, wanting to express how difficult it is to take care of a child.

"Mom?" Seeing that Xi Yan didn't speak, Chenchen shook her hand nonchalantly, "Isn't it?"

Xi Yan squatted down, straightened her messy hair, and whispered softly, "Yes, we Chenchen are the most obedient, not naughty at all, just a little naughty."

Seemingly satisfied with her mother's answer, Chenchen leaned over and whispered in Xi Yan's ear, "Mom, let's ignore father and let him sleep alone at night."

Wen Xingyuan frowned, and said with a sigh: "Girl, aren't you on the same front as Dad?"

The little guy stuck out his tongue playfully, "Dad, Chenchen's gifts are over, let's go home, Chenchen is sleepy." Then he covered his mouth and yawned cooperatively, then broke away from Xi Yan "Goodbye Auntie Yiruo, goodbye Uncle Yiruo." She announced her exit like a little queen.

Xi Shuoliang said at the right time: "We should go too, so as not to keep Miyu and the others waiting for a long time."

An Yiruo felt a little regretful: "You're pregnant with a baby, so I won't make you crazy together, we'll talk about it another day."

Xi Yan pulled her hand: "Okay, let's have afternoon tea together some other day."

During the conversation, the four of them headed for the elevator, and Chenchen had already rushed to the elevator entrance to wait.

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened. Chenchen knew the principle of getting off first and then the car, so she gave way politely.

In the next second, a woman in a dark windbreaker came out of the elevator. Her gaze paused on Chenchen and then moved away.

A few meters away, An Yiruo's eyes met her inadvertently.

In a split second, the woman suddenly stopped.

The feeling of deja vu made An Yiruo's brain quickly search for the memories related to her.Then, her throat tightened, she couldn't speak, she subconsciously shook off Xi Shuoliang's hand, and walked towards Chenchen.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly and took a step back, standing beside Chen Chen and looking at her, there was a faint smile on her lips, all of which exuded a dangerous aura.

Finally, An Yiruo exclaimed: "Chenchen!"

But it was too late.

The woman stretched out her arms and hugged Chenchen, and when she stood up to face the crowd again, the cold muzzle of her gun hit Chenchen's neck.

"Don't!" screamed suddenly.

It's Xi Yan.

An Yiruo froze as if petrified, her clenched fists proved her anger and fear, in just a few seconds, her eyes were red.

Xi Shuoliang frowned, and moved slightly.

The woman shouted sharply: "No one move!"

"Father." Sensing the danger, Chenchen blinked her big black eyes, looked at her parents standing in the distance, and whispered timidly, looking very pitiful.

Yan Yu broke away from Wen Xingyuan's embrace, and her voice was crying: "Chenchen."

"Calm down, Xiaoyan." Wen Xingyuan hugged her tightly, fixed his sharp eyes on the woman, and warned in a cold voice, "Don't hurt my daughter."

The woman's eyes without a trace of warmth swept over Wen Xingyuan, then over the faces of Xi Yan and Xi Shuoliang, and finally settled on An Yiruo, speaking slowly: "Designer An Da is really unexpected, it's only a few days' work Just change the man? If I remember correctly, you were the one who kissed Mu Yan at the airport three months ago, right? You were the one who cooperated with friends on the highway, and you were the woman who Mu Yan sent home personally, that’s right. Right?" The tone was so calm, but the expression was so cold that it made one's heart chill.

An Yiruo was startled, not understanding how she knew this.

Xi Shuoliang's complexion changed suddenly, and his indifferent eyes shot directly at An Yiruo's back.

An Yi could guess the expression on his face if he didn't turn around. However, this is not the time to explain: "Since Miss knows me, why can't you speak well, don't scare the child."

"Say it well?" The woman sneered, "This child has nothing to do with me, and I wouldn't feel bad at all if she died."

Clasping Xi Yan's wrist tightly with one hand to protect her behind, Wen Xingyuan asked, "What do you want?" A pair of black eyes exuded a frightening coldness, and his right hand reached into the pocket of his trousers without a trace and pressed lightly, silently Five seconds later, he continued, "This is the City Exhibition Center, less than a 5-minute drive from the Public Security Bureau. Do you think you can leave safely if you hold my daughter hostage with a gun?"

The woman's tone was the same as her expression, full of disdain: "Then let's take a bet and see who can leave safely."

"Then I'll make a bet with you, let you see how I leave safely." The woman's tone was very disdainful.

He has been in the business world for many years and has experienced countless storms. There is nothing to be afraid of.However, when faced with the danger of his loved ones, his usual calmness was almost wiped out, and the gentleness on Wen Xingyuan's face could no longer be maintained. His expression was unbearable, "I will agree to whatever you ask, but One point, my daughter is still young, please don't scare her. Otherwise, I, Wen Xingyuan, swear, I will not be polite to you or those related to you." The cold eyes turned to Chenchen and became gentle , he softened his voice to coax his daughter, "Chenchen, don't be afraid, you are the bravest child, Mom and Dad are here, we will go home in a while."

But she is still so young after all.

Chenchen burst into tears, twisted her small body vigorously trying to break away from the woman's embrace, stretched out her little hand towards Xiyan, and shouted loudly, "Mom..."

She yelled in a hurry, her little face flushed red, as if she was extremely frightened.

(End of this chapter)