Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

The atmosphere was beautiful, and just as Ke Chenye was about to kiss her, An Yu's cell phone rang, and she pushed his head away to answer the phone: "Hello? Sister Jin Jin."

"Are you free now? Come here and I'll help you make up your lessons. You sprained your ankle and can't walk on the stage. I will explain the theory to you and show you how to walk on the stage." Xing Jinjin couldn't help but say.

An Yu blinked suspiciously. Xing Jinjin has always paid attention to the balance between work and rest. Previously, he only persuaded her to rest. How could she take the initiative to ask her to practice more?
But the fashion show was just around the corner, An Yu didn't think too much about it, and simply agreed.

"Don't go." Ke Chenye was next to him, and when he heard it clearly, his brows were immediately raised.

An Yu was moved again, she held his face and said with a smile: "I don't need to walk, just go and listen, send me there, huh?"

Ke Chenye stared at her for a moment, but was finally defeated.

Ke Chenye sent An Yu to the dance practice room. Seeing him, Xing Jinjin's expression changed slightly, he hesitated to speak, but he still didn't say anything.

At this time, the phone rang, and he temporarily entrusted An Yu to Xing Jinjin, and went outside to answer the phone.

"Mr. Ke, it's not good, the overseas market—" the assistant was in a hurry, and Ke Chenye was calm and composed, with a sneer on his lips.The other end moved quite quickly: "I already know."

The assistant was dumbfounded for a moment, and then said falteringly: "But the investor said that there is still room for maneuver in this matter, as long as you—"

"There's no need to talk." Ke Chenye interrupted unceremoniously, "Leave the market over there for now, so there's no need to follow up. You should immediately arrange for someone to bring Donald back to China, and pay attention to Ke Yuzhi's treatment. Progress, report to me every day."

"Ah? Oh, okay." The assistant hurriedly agreed.

In the dance practice room, Xing Jinjin glanced outside the door and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Didn't he eat with a woman?"

Ke Chenye has always been the focus of attention in the capital, especially since his relationship with An Yu was made public last time. The incident of him and Lina appearing in Mi Mei restaurant was quickly photographed and posted on the Internet.

But Lina returned to China with him, and was speculated to be his assistant, so there was no big splash. Only she knew that Ke Chenye had a date with An Yu tonight, and she was worried that An Yu would have a tryst with other women because of him. Sad, she called An Yu to come back to class to distract her, who knew that Ke Chenye came with An Yu!
Knowing the whole story, An Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "You misunderstood."

Only after she explained clearly, Ke Chenye came in, his consulting eyes lingering on them.

Xing Jinjin cleared his throat in embarrassment, walked to the front and began to give lectures.

An Yu watched Ke Chenye walk up to her, and was about to tell him to sit down, when suddenly she hung her body in the air and subconsciously put her arms around his neck: "What are you doing?"

An Yu glanced at Xing Jinjin who was stunned, a suspicious blush appeared on his face: "Sister Jinjin is watching!"

"She can just watch it if she wants, and she won't lose a piece of meat." Ke Chenye didn't take it seriously, and actually let her sit on his lap, and slightly raised his chin at Xing Jinjin, signaling her to continue.

Xing Jinjin was dumbfounded, her lips parted slightly, and when she received his gaze, she stumbled and spoke subconsciously, not even knowing what she was talking about.

An Yu lowered her head, wishing she could get down into the dust: "I'll be distracted if you do this, let me down!"

The pleasant smell of his body wrapped her airtightly, and the body temperature could be clearly transmitted through the thin fabric, An Yu blushed and her heart beat, and she struggled harder and harder.

He didn't know where he came across, he snorted, his voice was hoarse and low: "Don't move around."

Noticing something, An Yu's face was so ashamed that she could bleed, staring at him with twinkling eyes, Ke Chenye's eyes dimmed, and almost kissed him just like that.

"Cough!" A heavy cough attracted their attention, Xing Jinjin's eyes wandered, and his tone was a little unnatural, "There is not much time left for the fashion show, since you are injured, you should take good care of it, and don't use it for a few days .”

An Yu couldn't help but glared at him: "Sorry, I'll let him go back now."

Ke Chenye's thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.

Getting along these days, Xing Jinjin is very clear that she is worried that she will mess up the fashion show, so it is a little bit more practice.

Xing Jinjin laughed heartily: "Don't worry, apart from your short height, you have good innate conditions and are very suitable for walking on the runway. If I hadn't entered the industry early, I would have been worried that you would take my job away!"

These words are undoubtedly a great compliment, An Yu's lips were slightly pursed, and he smiled lightly.

Early the next morning, Zheng Xin found her suddenly: "An Yu, I heard that the rash on Yan Lan's face has subsided, and she can come back and continue to be the finale model."

"Really?" A trace of surprise flashed across An Yu's cold eyes, but she didn't feel very unwilling, but she was a little regretful. After practicing for so long, she somehow wanted to see the final result.

But Yan Lan has been a full-time model for a while, no matter what, she is better than her ability to catch ducks on the shelves. As the director of the design department, she naturally hopes that the fashion show can be successfully completed according to the original plan.

"Why are you reacting so flatly? Aren't you angry? She suddenly developed a rash and then disappeared. I wondered if she was playing tricks on us on purpose!" I don’t know there is a lot of trouble here, everyone is arguing over whether to let you go or Yan Lan.”

After deciding on a model, they all have to do multiple fittings, and the designer has to constantly adjust the details according to the model's figure according to the model's interpretation.

If Yan Lan comes back, it means that all the previous work done by the designers on An Yu will be in vain. They will have to re-design Yan Lan and re-adjust the details.

No one wanted to suddenly increase the workload, not to mention how hard An Yu worked, they all saw in their eyes, and they didn't want her hard work to go to waste.

"Isn't there going to be a dress rehearsal recently? Someone suggested that both of you walk off the runway to see who has the best effect."

Hearing that she was walking on the catwalk, An Yu moved her ankle. The doctor told her that the injury was not serious after the filming yesterday. Today she was able to walk on the ground, but there was still some slight pain.

"Forget it." An Yu smiled lightly, she herself was quite optimistic, "I'm busy as a director, and even more busy as a model. It's good that I can take off the pressure when she comes back."

Zheng Xin was silent for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "All right, as long as you feel good."

An Yu got up and was about to withdraw voluntarily, but Yan Lan happened to be walking towards her on the way.

Sure enough, Yan Lan's beautiful face was smooth and flawless, how could she see any signs of rash?
She was exquisite from head to toe, seeing An Yu approaching, Yan Lan turned sideways to let her go first, not at all as arrogant and domineering as before, wishing to occupy the entire street by herself.