Wealthy Marriage: President Cool's Exclusive Doting

Elaine came over, Ding Yiyi looked at him cautiously, he shrugged, "Don't be nervous, although I am very interested in you, but I don't have a hobby of public obscenity."

Ding Yiyi still had a vigilant look on her face, only missing the four big characters "I don't believe it".

Elaine leaned over to him suddenly, the freckles on the bridge of his nose were clearly visible when the two were close, he looked into her dark eyes, "Would you like to come to me?"

What?Ding Yiyi was dumbfounded, what was this, she quickly came back to her senses, "What trick do you want to play?"

"Hahaha." Elaine straightened up and laughed, and a tall model with a hot figure walked towards him. The model's eyes lit up when she saw Elaine, and she turned her waist and walked towards him.

Elaine wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, looked down at Ding Yiyi's gaze, he smiled, hugged her tightly, turned around and left without looking at Ding Yiyi again.

At the stairway, the foreign woman anxiously stroked his muscular muscles hidden under the shirt. The fingers painted with red nail polish slowly reached into the hem of his shirt, but he grabbed it with one hand.

"I'm sorry Sanna, I'm broken in love today, and I really can't be hard." Elaine smiled and saw the woman give him a glance, and left with twisted high heels.

He took out his cigarette, fumbled around in his pocket, and suddenly remembered that the lighter was still in Ding Yiyi's room. After a while, he cursed, turned around and hit the wall. At this time, his trouser pocket Li's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he answered the call, his face became darker and darker.

Ding Yiyi watched in amazement as Elaine strode to the backstage. Several staff members discussed nervously for a while, and some models who knew about it even asked, "Alin won't make any trouble again, right?"

The originally lively backstage atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Qiu Bai approached her and whispered, "The designer of this brand is a weirdo. It happened before that he refused to hold a show because the scene changed in the middle of the stage. Just that time he I lost millions, and it seems that something went wrong again this time.”

Ding Yiyi was very surprised, "What's the problem?" Qiu Bai frowned, "I heard that the matching necklace for a dress was not thought out, so that old man didn't want to have a show."

"This is too self-willed." Ding Yiyi said in disbelief, the entire show was canceled just because one accessory was not done properly.

Qiu Bai shook his head helplessly, the scene was gloomy, Ding Yiyi saw everyone's frowning faces, so he went backstage.

This time the show was held on the top floor of the hotel, and the high floor made her feel a little palpitating. She walked around and unknowingly came to the room that she broke into by mistake that night.

Before entering the door, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground. She thought that the old man had fallen, so she hurriedly opened the door, and stared at the old man who was throwing something big and small for a while.

"Why are you?" the old man looked at her outfit and frowned, "You also walked the catwalk tonight?"

Ding Yiyi thought that the old man's temper was too violent, she bent down to pick up the old man's messy clothes, and looked up to see a red skirt hanging in the middle of the room.

This red dress is very long, and the waist part is inlaid with layers of green gemstones. The gemstones shine brightly under the light, looking very bright.

"What are you still doing here, get out quickly!" The crutch in the old man's hand knocked on the floor.Ding Yiyi looked at him in surprise, just now she saw the letter 'alin' engraved on the hanger.

"Are you Mr. Alin?" Ding Yiyi asked incredulously, the old man glanced at her and remained silent.

Ding Yiyi paused, but still said: "I think it's really wrong for you to cancel a catwalk casually."

"What did you say?" The old man raised the crutch in his hand angrily, his eyes widened, and the forehead wrinkles became more obvious.

Ding Yiyi licked her somewhat dry lips. It wasn't until her taste buds tasted the lipstick that she suddenly remembered that she had put on makeup. She said angrily, "Because everyone has put in a lot of effort for this show. It’s too capricious not to open.”

Unexpectedly, the old man did not get angry. He looked at the red dress and said with a hint of melancholy in his tone, "When you reach my age, you will start to be unwilling to compromise and just want to do your best." With her hot temper, she waved her crutches and chased her away, "Get out of here quickly, it's better to find a place to stay here if you have time to twitter."

Ding Yiyi was pushed towards the door by him, the old man glanced at her, "If you can find suitable accessories for my clothes, it's not too late to teach me a lesson, little girl!"

"Okay! I'll give it a try!" Ding Yiyi was irritated by his mocking eyes, and responded in a moment of anger. The old man was taken aback, amused, and waved her to come in again. He wanted to see if this little doll could Free up something.

Ding Yiyi's heart was also fluctuating. She walked back to the clothes, looked at them carefully, and turned around and walked out the door after a while.

The old man thought she was going to leave, snorted in his nose, but saw her turn around in the open space a few times, still muttering something, then walked back to the table, picked up a pen and started to write and draw.

Alin didn't expect that she could really draw decently, so he just sat aside and waited to see what she could draw.

Ding Yiyi knew that she hadn't held a brush for a long time. She thought she would be unfamiliar, but found that the posture of holding the brush was so familiar, and she regained the previous feeling after just a few strokes.

Her thoughts were like eagles soaring high in the wilderness, waves of thoughts clamoring to come out of her brain, she moved quickly, her mood was high.

In less than an hour, she put down the paintbrush with a snap, but there was a moment of hesitation when she picked up the painting. Was she overthinking herself?

"Bring it here, I'll see what you have wasted my time drawing." The old man sat in a stable position, apparently not giving her a chance to back off.

She hesitated and handed over the painting. Alin took the painting and glanced at it, then fell into deep thought. Ding Yiyi nervously watched him look at the clothes from time to time, and from time to time cast his eyes on the paper.

She was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe, and just mechanically followed his movements. After a while, the old man raised the monocle lens of his left eye, "The drawing is really bad."

The expected answer, although Ding Yiyi knew that her paintings couldn't meet his eyes, she still felt very frustrated. The old man glanced at her, got up and put the paintings on the table, picked up a pen and began to revise on the original ones.

Soon, the old man pressed a walkie-talkie, and soon there were footsteps at the door, and Elaine pushed the door in, "Alin, have you changed your mind?"

He saw Ding Yiyi in the room with his mouth wide open in surprise, and his appearance was even a little funny. The old man handed him the processed picture, "Process it for me according to the above pattern as soon as possible."

Elaine lowered his head and scanned the picture. He had seen Alin's design drawing, which was completely different from the picture in front of him. Although there were a few strokes that were indeed Alin's handwriting, the general style was unfamiliar. Besides Alin, there was only one person in this room. There is another person left.

Seeing him in a daze, Alin was so angry that he slammed his cane loudly, "Hurry up! The show is about to begin!"

"Yes!" Elaine hurriedly responded, looked at Ding Yiyi with a complicated expression, and then turned and left.

Seeing him walking away, the old man turned to look at Ding Yiyi, and said, "There is a bit of aura. The only person I admire most in China is Xia Yihan, a jewelry designer. Although you can't even reach her fur, you are better than her." I have an idea, what's your name?"

Ding Yiyi was completely immersed in the work she designed, but it was valued by world-class luxury goods masters. It might appear on the model's neck after a while. When Alin asked her, she hurriedly replied: "My name is Ding Yiyi."

Alin frowned, "I don't know."

Ding Yiyi couldn't help but smile, she changed careers before making a career, it's strange to know her.Before the bitterness in her heart was fermented, the old man gave her a business card, "If you want to continue this business, come to me."

Ding Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, the business card in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, she could only look at the old man stupidly, Alin waved his crutches dissatisfied and began to chase him away, "Okay, okay, hurry up, don't waste my time anymore!"

The catwalk was held as scheduled, the lights flickered on and off, reflecting the beautiful and dreamy feeling on the models, and the low-pitched music broke into people's eardrums. There was no one in the audience, and everyone was intoxicated in the appreciation of beauty.

In the crowd, Ye Chuyun quietly looked at Ding Yiyi who was different from usual, she was successful, she showed herself on the international stage, maybe not many people here know him, but as long as they have seen her Anyone who has worked hard knows how difficult it is to achieve today's glory.

Backstage, Ding Yiyi was holding both ends of the washbasin. Her legs were still a little weak. She was so nervous when she saw the dark crowd on the stage just now. Fortunately, she finished the part she was in charge of unharmed.

A person came up behind her, she hurriedly stepped aside, saw through the mirror that it was Song Na, Song Na smiled at her, turned on the faucet and began to wash her hands.

Ding Yiyi smiled back, then turned around and was about to go out when Song Na stopped her, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and the glitter on her face was a little off, "Is that the relationship between you and Young Master Ye?"

Ding Yiyi was taken aback, "Why do you ask that?"

Song Na bit her lip, not knowing whether she should say it or not, someone once posted a picture of Ding Yiyi and Master Ye's together, it seems that the two are very close, and Ding Yiyi also had an affair with the film star An Ran before, this is another It makes people feel that it is her hype.

"Is there anything else?" Ding Yiyi saw that she seemed to have something to say, but she was trying to suppress it, so she took the initiative to ask.

Song Na turned off the faucet, and the sound of ticking water hitting the washbasin made a crisp sound. She shook her head, "It's okay, it's just a gossip. Do you know that Young Master Ye is getting married tomorrow?"

Ding Yiyi's heart was shocked. At that moment, she felt that her five sense organs were all closed, her ears couldn't hear, her eyes couldn't see, and only her head was working.

She took two steps back, her back pressed against the cold tiles, and she shuddered suddenly, "What did you say, say it again."