Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

Ke Chenye's casual expression was reflected in An Yu's eyes, her blood was congealed all over her body, and her face was instantly pale as paper.

Why is Ke Chenye here?Didn't you mean he wasn't the one interviewing?

With too many doubts on his mind, An Yu glanced at the direction of the door for a second, and then quickly looked away.

Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so they couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" A mentor-like woman frowned displeased, apparently feeling that her behavior was very rude.

"Cough..." An Yu coughed twice, deliberately lowering her voice, "I'm sorry, I have a little cold recently."

The female tutor frowned even deeper, but said nothing.

The interview officially started. The instructor first asked her to introduce herself, and then asked a few questions about fashion design.

"Well, this... I think... maybe, it should be like this..." An Yu deliberately stuttered, his eyes wandered, and his whole body revealed an unsteady aura.

Hearing that she answered several questions wrong one after another, even some simple ones, the faces of the instructors gradually became very ugly, and they almost let her leave directly.

An Yu's fingertips were cold, and she kept trying to control herself not to look at Ke Chenye, but she still glanced in his direction uncontrollably from the corner of her eye.

He clasped his hands together and looked at her with great interest, without any sullenness in his eyes.

An Yu broke out in a cold sweat, and she almost bit the tip of her tongue under the panic, but she looked more realistic.

At this time, another male tutor said a few words in a perfunctory tone, and An Yu's complexion changed slightly. His words happened to touch on an issue that she was very concerned about.

"Excuse me, can you repeat what you said just now?" When An Yu said this, several people were slightly taken aback, feeling that she seemed to be different in some way.

The male tutor was also confused, Ke Chenye was beside him, he didn't lose his temper after all, and repeated what he just said in a cold tone.

An Yu immediately raised the questions she had always had. The male tutor didn't take it seriously at first, but was soon attracted by what she said, and couldn't help discussing it seriously.

The female tutor showed impatience. Is this person here for an interview or is this a class?There are still so many people waiting for interviews outside, they don't have time to play with her here.

The female tutor glanced at Ke Chenye, and the corners of her lips curled into a sneer. She was sure that An Yu knew that she was not capable enough, so she had no choice but to draw Mr. Ke's attention in this way.

But An Yu's eyes were focused, and his eyes were always fixed on the male tutor, obviously completely immersed in it.

On the contrary, Ke Chenye looked at her, the smile in his eyes deepened.

An Yu has long forgotten his existence, her mind is only full of discussions with her tutor, and what she has learned makes her very excited

After an unknown amount of time, a shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes, An Yu was slightly startled, and looked up.

Ke Chenye propped his hands on the armrests of her chair, staring at her unblinkingly, with an unpredictable light in his eyes.

An Yu's heartbeat almost stopped, and the desire to escape occupied her brain, but her legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and she was unable to move, so she could only passively accept his scrutiny.

There was silence all around, and the instructors didn't dare to vent their anger, they all looked at Ke Chenye's abnormal behavior in disbelief.

Since the first person interviewed, he has been silent, and he has been indifferent throughout the whole process. Why did he become an exception here?

What's so special about this woman that he deserves to be treated differently?
"Ever married?" Ke Chenye suddenly asked casually.

An Yu's eyes were blank for a moment, and he slowly let go of his curled fingers, secretly rejoicing.

Great, he really didn't recognize her.

She should have been happy, but she was inexplicably disappointed, a layer of broken ice seemed to float in her eyes: "This is my privacy."

"This is also related to designing the wedding dress." Ke Chenye answered very quickly.

An Yu's expression was slightly stiff, and she deliberately avoided his gaze: "I was married before, but I didn't wear a wedding dress."

"Really?" Ke Chenye frowned, "How can you design a wedding dress if you haven't worn it?"

He turned around to go back to the instructor's seat, An Yu was slightly taken aback, but soon came back to his senses, and breathed a sigh of relief behind him.

It seems that she got her wish and lost the election.

"You've been admitted." Ke Chenye's deep voice shattered her last illusion. He paused slightly and turned to look at her with an imperceptible smile in his deep eyes, "But you have to try. You need to wear at least two hundred wedding dresses to design."

An Yu's expression was astonished, and he immediately realized that he might have recognized her early in the morning. Is it interesting to play with her like this?

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was a little bit annoyed. Ke Chenye turned around without seeing her and ordered the three tutors to take her. The man who looked like an assistant immediately walked past her and opened the door, and announced to the public: "Someone has been admitted, everyone. Please come back."

"What?" One stone stirred up waves, everyone had different expressions, dissatisfaction and curiosity filled the venue.

"Ke Chenye," An Yu looked at Ke Chenye, since she was recognized, she had nothing to hide, "I want to resign—"

Before finishing speaking, Ke Chenye passed her by, squinting at her: "Come to the office to talk about something."

An Yu took a deep breath, looked at the tutors in front of her who were stunned, and the assistant walked up to her and made a "please" gesture: "Miss Yu, this way please."

An Yu clenched her hands, turned around and followed Ke Chenye's pace, and followed to the huge office.

The venetian blinds were drawn in the office, and the light was dim. Ke Chenye melted into the shadows, and his voice couldn't make out what it meant: "Yu An? Are you being lazy, or are you deliberately trying to attract my attention?"

He suddenly walked in front of her, a sense of oppression came over his face, An Yu couldn't help leaning back slightly, his face darkened: "Mr. Ke, you are too self-indulgent."

He should have been engaged to Yan Lan long ago, right?I'm afraid they already have children, and their fate is over long ago. What's the point of him pestering her?
An Yu's gaze was cold, Ke Chenye smiled instead of anger, reaching out to take off her mask.

An Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and she retreated subconsciously, and it didn't take long before she reached the armrest of the sofa.

She looked back in panic, and then turned back, Ke Chenye easily took off her mask, caressed her creamy cheeks, breathed ambiguously: "You think I won't recognize you if you change your appearance and wear a mask. Are you done?"

An Yu was so stiff that she forgot to push him away.

A flash of understanding flashed across Ke Chenye's eyes, and he looked confident, "You really can't forget me."

With a heavy heartbeat, she pushed him away from the office.

Behind her, Ke Chenye looked at her back and showed a playful smile. He was not in a hurry to catch up, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes.

There is ample time.

An Yu carried the suitcase and ran for a long distance without looking back, and she didn't stop until her throat tightened.