Your Love,My Poison

"Mr. Tang already has a fiancee. Jiang Mengjie is Mr. Tang's fiancee. She said it herself. Do you still want to complain?"

With a sarcastic smile, he reached out to my chest and grabbed it. I shivered with fright and stepped back in a hurry until I retreated to the corner of the wall.

"Jiang Mengjie has a problem with me. She just wants to take revenge on you! If you dare to do this to me, I will definitely I'll never let you go! "

My lower lip was bleeding. Maybe my eyes were too fierce. At last, Frank hesitated.

I continued to say while the iron was hot: "you know, even if Tang Yuchen and I really broke up completely, there was always a little love. I asked him to help me with your fashion magazine editor. I think he would be happy to help me too!"

Langke's face changed, and finally he looked at me with a little more fear.

"Why do you want a woman in your job for me? There are many beautiful women. As Mr. long, do you want to find any beautiful women? Why hang yourself from one of my trees

Maybe I've learned a lot from Shirley. At least in the face of this tense situation, I won't be as flustered as I used to be. I don't have the best reaction, but I can at least scare people.

"It's such a sharp mouthed little thing." Langkewei squinted and sneered. Seeing him like this, he obviously doesn't want to let me go easily.

I don't know why he is so attached to me, but I know that I don't like this kind of scum.

"Thank you for your praise. I'm just kind enough to remind Mr. Langke not to be used by Jiang Mengjie!"

I pretended to calm down with a faint smile. Maybe the other party didn't act more excessively, and I'm not so nervous. When I'm not nervous, I can still think soberly: "you know, I used to be the lover of the president of Tang's group, and Jiang Mengjie is the fiancee of the president of Tang's group, the object of business marriage. She and I are enemies in love. She hates me and wants to revenge me, but she's afraid that it will cause trouble to president Tang That's why she encouraged you to deal with me. "

"You really have a point, but how do I know if you're trying to coax me?"

He half believed what I said and looked at me with disgusting obscenity.

"If you want to know if I'm trying to coax you, you'd better go and ask Jiang Mengjie in person. She will tell you that I've completely broken up with Tang Yuchen, and there's no contact. She will encourage you to do me! And I will tell you how unbearable I am and try my best to arouse your interest in me, so that she can use a knife to kill people! "

I tried to stand still and look at him with a smile.

"You have a point!" Langke shrugged his shoulders and looked at me with less disgusting eyes.

"But I'd like to remind you that your rival, Miss Jiang Mengjie, will come to the show tomorrow, and she is also the fashion appraiser specially invited by us. You should be ready, beautiful miss Anxin!"

Langke turned and walked away. He was so fat that I could see the fat around his waist trembling as he walked.

Looking at such a fat man walking, I think his steps must be very heavy, but what's more heavy is my present mood.

Jiang Mengjie is the guest of this show. According to the incompatibility between us, she will strongly attack my work!

As a newcomer, if my first design work is denied, it will definitely be a fatal blow to my design career.

I left through the back door with a lot of worries. I didn't expect to see Shirley on the steps not far from the back door.

As soon as she saw me coming out the back door, she came to me and said, "I'm waiting for you in the hotel. I haven't seen you back for a long time. I thought you were busy here."

I was too worried to be happy, and I didn't find anything wrong with what she said.

Tomorrow is the day when the fashion show officially starts. This evening, we must sleep well to keep our spirits and use our best mental outlook to deal with the most important tomorrow.

I thought it would take at least the next day to see Jiang Mengjie in the fashion show. However, I never thought that I would meet her so soon.

The next morning, when we had breakfast in the hotel, the two of us met at the counter in the dining room.

Jiang Mengjie didn't seem surprised to see me: "I knew you would come to this fashion show for a long time. I heard that you still have some works on this show. I hope your works are good enough and amazing enough!"

She had a meaningful smile, as if expecting that I would definitely fail, so she looked at me with pride.

Meeting the last person I want to see in the morning really affects my appetite.

I casually ordered a bird's nest porridge and answered her coldly and perfunctorily, "I'm also looking forward to your evaluation."

In a few words, the smell of gunpowder was so strong that it attracted Shirley's attention.She came over and said hello to Jiang Mengjie with a smile: "Miss Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Mengjie took a look at Xuelan, her smile remained unchanged, but her gentle and polite attitude made me sick: "Xuelan, I hope you can make a name for yourself this time!"

Maybe Xuelan didn't know the grudge between Jiang Mengjie and me. After hearing this, she said with a smile: "it's said that Miss Jiang is a special guest. I hope Miss Jiang can help us say something nice."

Jiang Mengjie does not speak, but looking at her delicate eyes, I know that this person must be uneasy and kind-hearted.

The follow-up facts proved that my guess was right, because Jiang Mengjie's disgust was beyond my imagination.

It's time for the fashion show. On the fashion show stage, all kinds of special effects of lighting and sound are ready, and all the guests invited are here. We are watching from the workbench, and Jiang Mengjie is sitting in the front row of VIP seats.

With the sound of music, the first group of supermodels walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. With the dazzling flash, the supermodels walked out of the best and most beautiful fashion steps on the platform with a fashion style.

I also watch, pay attention to the design style of all kinds of new clothes.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in my pocket vibrated. I took it out and saw that someone had sent me an anonymous text message. The content of this anonymous text message was malicious, which made me sweat.

"It's said that the model you're looking for is international first-line supermodel Ariel. I don't know if she can walk out of the excellent runway style if the heel of her shoes on the catwalk is broken!"