It is with the two artificial exhibitions that Chu Fei has changed from the initial indifference to a lot of gentleness.

"Anqiao, we will hold a seven-day fashion show jointly with the six Nordic countries next Friday. Can you come to our fashion show to make sweet cakes?"
Shi Youshen asked at breakfast.
Song anqiao took a sip of milk. "Your fashion show wants to meet the extreme food restaurant. If you want to go to our manager, I can’t decide."
Shi Youshi is one leng. "Yes, I was thinking of asking you."
Song anqiao chuckled and said nothing.
Shi Youshi did things decisively and quickly, and then met Zhao Shi to discuss in detail and signed an agreement.
Time flies and it’s Friday.
The fashion show was held in the 11 th Art Exhibition Center of Chu Banner. Only then did Song Anqiao know that the fashion show was jointly held by the embassies of six countries, and one country showed its national costume design separately.
Lin Yan in the sweet area poked Song Anqiao. "Your husband will also attend, right?"
Song Anqiao wore a mask and focused on making cakes. "I think so. I didn’t listen to him."
Lin Yan looked at the eye field. "The ambassadors of the six countries have all arrived, and your husband will definitely come."
Jiang He frowned at Lin Yan and said, "Lin Yan, are you so free?"
Lin Yan giggled and turned to peel orange juice.
At the fashion show, the Extreme Food Restaurant dispatched six people, Chef Jiang He, the other five were Michelin-rated Chef Samsung and the other four were Mori-rated interns.
Wu San Dian fashion exhibition hall
Ambassadors of the six countries entered the stadium with their female companions on the red carpet, tall and tall, Shi Youshi was wearing a purple evening gift …
Song Anqiao stayed for a while, and his temperament was outstanding, and his posture was quite handsome. He was wearing a tailored slim suit, straight and slender, and his long legs stepped on the red carpet, which attracted people’s attention.
From time to time, people marvel at Chu Feiyuan’s handsome and elegant temperament.
Song Anqiao, a sweet area in the distance, was obsessed with her eyes for a moment and refused to move her eyes, as if she had been dyed with a halo of intoxication.
"Who is this woman holding hands with Chu?" Someone around me asked with champagne.
"No matter who she is, this Chu manager love in the city is so well matched." Someone praised her.
"Could it be Mrs Wen Zhongchu?" Someone divined
"Really?" A woman exclaimed, "Those two are so well matched that they envy me to death."
"Look at a woman’s face, it should be a hybrid. This Chu is always so blessed." A man chuckled. "No wonder he doesn’t want to marry such a beautiful wife."
Song anqiao’s face turned white, wearing a mask and his thin lips were tightly matched, and her heart was suddenly stung by something.
Clear eyes droop and the fundus is dim.
Is it a good match?
She had to admit that they were a perfect match.
Jiang He sneered, "It’s too fake for two people to be together, just like two identical vases looking at each other in the mirror is not interesting at all."
Lin Yan worried that Song Anqiao was uncomfortable and nodded. "Yes, or Anjiao and Chu Feiyuan are pleasing to the eye. There is a feeling of a breeze blowing, and this woman’s picture around Chu Feiyuan is too greasy to look at nausea."
Aside Xia Jiaqi took a cold glance at Lin Yan, and they turned their eyes to look at Song Anqiao, who hung his head. "Beautiful vases are put together to look good, and they are put together with a fine one to violate it."
Song anqiao listened to the heart involuntarily depressed.
Lin Yan glared at Xia Jiaqi. "What are you talking about!"
"Nothing is better than what you say against your will."
"You …"
"Come on, don’t make so much noise," Jiang Heshen said. "Let’s all make it sweet."
Jiang He is the leader appointed by Zhao Shi. No one dares to say anything. Lin Yan held her breath and angrily made a Dutch hamburger.
At the end of the curtain, the banquet was held. Some people clinked glasses with champagne, some drank orange juice and some drank red wine.
When Song Anqiao lifted her eyes again, she was dazed. Shi Youshi, a rest area in the living area, leaned half of her body against Chufei’s body. Chufei was far away and helped her to sit on the ivory sofa.
“……”
Song Anqiao dazed for a few seconds.
There is a blue figure blocking Song Anqiao’s sight "Hi Miss"
Song anqiao was unmoved. The man stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes. "Miss?"
"…" Song Anqiao looked blankly at his eyes, dressed in a blue suit and white eyes as bright as sapphire. The foreign man mechanically asked, "What do you need, sir?"
"This beef ball" has a refreshing magnetic voice.
Song anqiao took a wooden stick and inserted three special beef balls into the plate and gave them to the man.
The man took Song Anqiao’s eyes and praised, "Miss, your eyes are beautiful."
Song Anqiao one leng eyes cool "thank you"
The man gracefully ate and drank a mouthful of red wine in front of the booth and wiped his mouth with a table towel. "Miss, can I borrow your hand?"
Song Anqiao stared at the man and said, "If you want to thank the delicious food, just say it."
The gentleman’s smile made him want to kiss Song Anqiao’s hand and thank her for the delicious food. I didn’t expect to be rejected so firmly.
"Miss you …"
Section
Chapter 124 Jealousy and madness
Before the man finished speaking, someone came up to him. "Mr. Robin, why don’t you go dancing and discuss something interesting with my wife here?"
Robin was stunned and surprised. "Your wife?"
"Yes" stretched out his hand across the dining table and pulled Song Anqiao’s face mask to reveal a delicate, delicate and small white face "My wife Song Anqiao"
Robin looked at Song Anqiao in disbelief, then at Chu Fei’s faraway people. "So Chu’s wife is her, not the woman who just held your hand?"
"Is Mr. Robin’s companion his wife?" Chu Fei stared at Song Anqiao from afar and asked Robin.
"What’s the joke?" Robin joked with wide eyes. "Imperial Capital knows I’m single."
Song Anqiao looked at Robin and didn’t think the joke was funny. Chu Fei was far away from the sound. "Are you finished?" Come out with me. "
"No …"