Good night, Mr.President

Another foreign show, Su Che was invited to attend. When he saw the models' new clothes on the stage, he would naturally nod if he was satisfied.

I don't know when there was a woman sitting next to me. At first glance, she was Chinese. She was very temperament. The key was that the other party was still young.

Su Che looked at her. The other side looked quiet and gentle.

Ni en concentrated on watching the show on the stage. After the round, she noticed that someone was looking at her. She looked back at the past

Su Che is a famous designer in the fashion design circle. Ni en hasn't seen herself, but she has seen photos and a series of introductions. In the University, Wang Xinyi's idol is Su Che. She naturally knows more about him.

Looking at Su Che looking at her, Ni en smiled calmly, then turned his head and continued to watch the next round of the show.

Su Che is Wang Xinyi's idol, not hers. Naturally, he didn't take it to heart.

Su Che took back his eyes when he saw that the other party just looked at him. He was a little lost in his heart, but the mood swept away, he looked up again and continued to watch the show.

After a fashion exhibition, the venue gradually dispersed. All the people present were famous people. Su Che got up and looked at Ni en's seat, which was empty.

He swept around without much thought and left straight.

Out of the gate of the exhibition, because everyone had to leave, the road at the door was a little crowded for a time, but most of them were quality people who were humble to each other and dredged the road before long.

Su Che didn't leave in a hurry. He had nothing to do, and didn't want to return home so soon. He just wandered around at will.

When he came to the door of a chic coffee shop, Su Che saw that the decoration was very distinctive. He walked in leisurely. When he found a seat, he saw Ni en sitting by the window.

She wore a simple and atmospheric dress, elegant long hair, light makeup, but attractive red lips.

Sitting opposite, it seems to be her friend, a blonde foreign woman, very intellectual.

Suche naturally sat at the single table next to them. The waiter came to entertain him. He ordered coffee at will and heard the conversation between the two women in English.

I have to say that Ni en speaks English very well, that is, she has few native language accents, like people who have lived abroad for a long time.

Listening to their conversation is nothing more than some personal opinions on the fashion exhibition.

Su Che listened quietly. He didn't feel like eavesdropping at all. He just called for news and something else.

He took a sip of coffee, went to the front desk, settled the expenses of Ni en's table, and then left.

A few days later, Su Che returned home. Ni en also forgot. He was busy with the cumbersome and unpleasant work of the Su family and lost his mind.

Half a month later, another clothing exhibition invited him, and Su Che was happy. After all, only these things can go abroad and escape Su's work. He can relax.

After simply packing up for a few days, Su Che flew abroad again. This time he went to another foreign country. He thought of Ni en, but he didn't expect to meet again.

Before the exhibition opened, Su Che strolled around at will, looking at foreign novelty and feeling free.

It was at this time that he saw the figure he remembered entering the exhibition. It was the last woman.

Su Che didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in the world. If we met at the exhibition, we should be a designer as famous as him, and Ni en, he doesn't know.