Invincible twin babies: ex-wife is hard to pursue

"Brother Yu, the purpose of this woman around you is impure. You see, she knows how to dress up in a few days. She must have pretended before."

Cough ~ Joan is speechless.

This narcissist, I don't want to have any intersection with him, so you regard him as a treasure.

"I helped her match it. If it's all right, I'll go to the meeting with her."

Then he pulled up Joan and walked to the meeting.

"Brother Yu."

Sheng Quanyu let Zhen Zhaoyu finish his words and directly took her away. Joan looked at Zhen Zhaoyu with an embarrassed face.

"I'm afraid it's not good for you to treat Miss Zhen like this?"

"Really?" Sheng Quanyu grinned meaningfully, "what do you want me to do to her?"

The look of the divine soul made Joan upset and banged.

"Nothing. It's all your own business."

"Just know."

Joan tooted her mouth, lowered her head and followed obediently. She understood that Sheng Quanyu thought she was meddling.

As soon as I entered the venue, the faint blue lights kept turning in the center of the stage.

Sheng Quanyu took her and sat in the most important position.

A few ladies around, like a cat smelling fish, came up.

"President Sheng."

"President Sheng."

For a moment, Sheng Quanyu was surrounded.

"Run away if you don't want to die." Sheng Quanyu's words were like a glass barrier, and the women automatically walked out a few meters away.

Cough ~ this skill should not be too powerful.

Dong... The music sounded.

The t-show officially began.

"Good evening, distinguished guests, new and old friends." Zhen Zhaoyu turned out to be the host.

The atmosphere is full, domineering, elegant and respectful.

This woman really deserves Sheng Quanyu.

"The T-stage show was also funded by the Zhen family. Today there is a grand prize. If you can win the championship, you will have a bright future in the design industry in the future."

Hearing Sheng Quanyu's words, Joan rolled her eyes and muttered in her heart.

I don't know whose blessing I entrusted. I became a personal assistant. Besides, what does this have to do with me? I didn't attend again, Sheng Quanyu. You're hurting me.

Seeing her angry expression, Sheng Quanyu was happy.

Woman, there will be a good play in a minute.

After hosting, Zhen Zhaoyu came to Sheng Quanyu from the stage.

"Brother Yu, I heard that your company will participate in the competition. You can't be eccentric when scoring later."

"Don't worry."

Sheng Quanyu turned the pen and paper in his hand: "do you think I am such a person?"

"That's not true."

The clothes of this t show are anonymous. Except Sheng Quanyu, the rest of the judges are big names invited from other countries. It's even more difficult to cheat.

Zhen Zhaoyu looked at Joan mockingly: "I wonder if Miss Qiao can understand design?"

Joanne calmly responded with a polite smile: "I can understand a little."

"Really?"

Zhen Zhaoyu thought Joan was just a private nanny laughing at her. Unexpectedly, today, her dignified and elegant posture is really different from what she saw that day.

The woman seems to have to guard against it.

The runway show begins.

Joanne stared at the clothes on the model.

Sheng Quanyu turned his pen and began to score.

"What do you think?"

Zhen Zhaoyu thought he was talking to her and replied with a smile: "the clothes are OK.

Sheng Quanyu shook his head and patted the attentive Joan next to him: "I'm talking to you. Don't you hear me?"

Joanne looked confused and pointed to herself.

Sheng Quanyu nodded, "yes, it's you."

When Zhen Zhaoyu saw that he had been ignored, his anger could not be suppressed.

What exactly is the origin of this woman.

Joan had already seen the difference of Zhen Zhaoyu, and she had some resentment in her heart.

Sheng Quanyu, you don't like it, and you can't provoke the war to me.

"Talk?" Sheng Quanyu's voice was impatient.

“enn……”

Qiao an cleared his throat and started his own professional comment.

"The style of this dress is very similar to Yu Hao's style."

Yu Hao, the gold medalist in the fashion design industry, disappeared in the fashion design industry five years ago.

"How is that possible? Yu Hao has long quit his job in the golden basin. " Zhen Zhaoyu satirized.

"It's just like that. He only imitates Yu Hao's seven points, and the remaining three points are somewhat nondescript, especially the tassel style of his clothes. If you put on broken flowers to set off, it will make this dress more atmospheric."

Joan not only commented, but also gave suggestions.

Sheng Quanyu raised his mouth: "it's OK."

This sentence means a pun. Joan doesn't know whether she is praising herself or her clothes.

Zhen Zhaoyu listened to it all the way. He was a jewelry appraiser and only had the difference between good-looking and ugly clothes.

This woman really can't be underestimated.

The stage lights staggered, and clothes came on stage one after another.

Sheng Quanyu occasionally asked a question or two, and Joan immediately responded.

One answer and one response, the two people are very right, and even Zhen Zhaoyu is a little redundant.

Until the last dress came on stage.

Joanne was stunned.

Isn't this little brown suit in front of you the one on your own painting?

There are people in the world who have the same thoughts as themselves.

Wow ~ for a moment, there was a little riot at the venue. The design of this dress was publicized and generous, but the little coffee beans on the cuffs showed their cleverness and loveliness.

Even Zhen Zhaoyu was a little excited: "this dress is really beautiful."

Sheng Quanyu looked at Joan: "what do you think of this dress?"

Joan looked at the t-show and didn't answer.

If you say you designed it yourself, I'm afraid you'll be laughed at.

"No... No... Shortcomings."

Sheng Quanyu frowned slightly. I'm afraid he frightened the woman.

The t-show was pushed to the climax, and Zhen Zhaoyu put away all the scores of the judges.

"Well, now is the most exciting moment. Let me announce the winner of this t-show. She is... Is..."

Zhen Zhaoyu was stunned when he opened the release paper. It even said that the prosperous culture - Joan.

Zhen Zhaoyu rubbed his eyes and reluctantly read out his name: "prosperous culture - Joan."

Buzzing... An electric current flows through the brain.

Joanne couldn't believe it was her own name.

Sheng Quanyu pushed her stiff body: "don't you go up to receive the award, let me help you receive it?"

Joan looked unbelievably at Sheng Quanyu, who was planning strategies.

"Are you... The manuscript you contributed for me?" Joan stuttered out this sentence.

"Yes."

Joanne was a little excited and covered her face at a loss.

Sheng Quanyu looked at her unpromising appearance: "do you want everyone to wait for you?"

"No, no, no!"

This was the first time Joan received the award. Her hands hung on her legs, clenched her skirt tightly, and walked up the steps like a queen.

Zhen Zhaoyu handed the trophy angrily: "congratulations."

"Thank you."