Adorable baby with a poisonous tongue: a big-name mommy with a black belly

Chapter 579 Runaway Paris Fashion Week

Chapter 6 and Four: Runaway Paris Fashion Week

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely stay at home and won't go out to cause trouble." Xiao Huomiao nodded and assured her earnestly.

He can promise not to go out and cause trouble, but it's okay to operate at home!Little Huomiao thought proudly in her heart.

"Well, you go and sit on the side first, and wait for Yingcun to pick you up. Now Mommy and your aunt Shenshen have important things to talk about."

"Okay." Little Huomiao kissed her on the cheek, jumped off her legs, and obediently played on the sofa by herself.

"Shen Shen, I just asked Secretary Gao to book a plane ticket. You and I will take the new models to Paris Fashion Week together. It doesn't matter if they have no experience. There are still two days. I will train them personally. Although it is short Time, there is not much improvement, but on the day of fashion week, if you and I are on the scene, it should not be a problem."

"Okay. I'll get ready right away." Lin Shenshen didn't ask why, Yiyi made such a sudden decision, and she knew it after thinking about it. She must want to temporarily not want to stay in City H, and wanted to escape from these right and wrong right?

That's good, let her get busy, don't have to think about these things, and she won't think about them.

If Young Master Mo really loves Yiyi, he will chase after Yiyi no matter where she is; if he doesn't, even if Yiyi is here, it won't help, it will only increase the sadness.

When she was three hours old, she walked out of the company with a total of [-] models, designers, and assistants.

As soon as they saw her come out, the reporters flocked to her, with flashing lights and voices of questioning, like a wave of violent waves.

"Miss Shangguan, have you already broken up with Young Master Mo?"

"Miss Shangguan, what do you think about the reunion between Young Master Mo and Miss Yun?"

"Miss Shangguan, what do you think of what was written in the magazine?"

"Miss Shangguan, please respond, is this true?"

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There were chattering voices coming from all directions, and she frowned displeased.

Guarding her shadow, feeling her discomfort, he immediately signaled to the bodyguards to drive the reporter away from her.

"Hey, Miss Shangguan, where are you going with these models?" A reporter finally found out that she was carrying models, and asked in confusion.

Suddenly she stopped, reached out to help the sunglasses on her face, and said: "This is the first time for a new model of our company to participate in Paris Fashion Week. Take a better shot." She dropped a sentence like this, raised the corners of her mouth, and got up to pick them up in the car to the airport.

"What, Fashion Week?" A reporter exclaimed, and asked another reporter beside him suspiciously, "Are you taking these people there?"

"Look at this posture, it looks like it!" Another reporter replied.

"These are newcomers newly trained by the K&Q Group, with little experience. Isn't it too risky for Ms. Shangguan to let them participate in a big stage like Paris Fashion Week? You must know that the design team that wins the top spot in Fashion Week, the clothes they design In the coming year, it will definitely be the fashion trend of clothing. If you want to achieve good results in fashion week, you can't help but rely on the designer's innovative design, and also rely on the model's control of the clothes and the interpretation of the elements that the clothes want to express .Generally, designers will adopt experienced and old models. No one has ever dared to choose newcomers in such an important fashion week. Miss Shangguan's move is too risky!"

"No way, I'm still expecting that the K&Q Group will reach new heights in the fashion week this time. If I bring these newcomers, it's a bit unclear whether I can keep the position of the boss. I heard that the Paris International has a very strong momentum recently. Violent, this time I met Miss Shangguan, a strong confrontation, who will win, I really can't tell, I'm looking forward to this fashion week." Another reporter interjected.

"Don't discuss it, we'll know when the time comes, let's hurry up and take a few photos, so we can do business when we go back." A reporter threw down such a sentence, and hurried forward, grabbed a camera and snapped violently in front of him. .

Along the way, many reporters followed them with cameras and followed them all the way to Paris. She asked the hotel to block them before they stopped.

"Yiyi, the model has already settled down. I have already told the hotel manager and blocked all the reporters outside, but many of them said that they want to stay in the hotel. What should I do? This is the guest, and the hotel refuses the door. Will it affect the reputation of the hotel?" Lin Shen took a cup of hot water, walked to the window, and handed the cup to her.

"Let the hotel close during the fashion week, and only accept our team." She picked up the water glass, took a shallow sip, and looked deeply into the distance outside the window.

"Well, anyway, the hotel is yours, so you can afford to lose. It's also good to do so. It's not bad to let the reporters and guests disturb the models, and let them concentrate on training in these two days." Lin Shen He spoke deeply in agreement.

"Well, you go and see what else they need, and try to satisfy them with everything. I can't treat them badly when I come out with me for the first time. And you let them have a good rest in the afternoon, and let them stay in the hotel at seven o'clock in the evening Gather by the swimming pool, I want to train them!"

"Okay, then you rest for a while, I won't bother you anymore."

"Yeah." She nodded slightly, staring out the window dully.

Lin Shen looked at Yiyi with a worried expression, moved her lips, and wanted to say words of comfort, but looking at Yiyi's appearance, she guessed that nothing she said would help, she sighed in her heart, and left the room .

She stood in front of the window for an entire hour before she moved her legs and unconsciously said, "Mo, your feet are numb!"

As soon as she realized what she just said, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled mockingly.

Sure enough, it's not a good thing to rely on one person because she's used to it. After all this, she still calls him unconsciously.

She relieved the numbness of her feet, then walked out of the bedroom, went to the wine cabinet in the living room, casually took down a bottle of red wine and a wine glass from the wine rack, and then went back to the room.

She leaned on the ground beside the bed, opened the red wine, poured a glass, and drank it down.

The stimulation of alcohol made her feel much more comfortable, and her heart was no longer as depressed and uncomfortable as before.

Drinking like this is not enjoyable, she threw away the wine glass, picked up the bottle directly, and started drinking.

She has a good capacity for alcohol since she was a child, and she is half drunk after a bottle of red wine, but now that the bottle is almost finished, she is still abnormally sober, as if she can't get drunk no matter how much she drinks.

Ring ring ring ring...
A crisp ringing of the bell broke the silence in the house and interrupted the woman's continued drinking.

(End of this chapter)