After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

The girl burst into tears and cried softly.

Song Mai couldn't bear to see this look, and felt extremely complicated.

In the car half an hour ago, the unfinished sentence Song Mai wanted to tell Chu Yunxing was that she was willing to try her previous life, just like before.

It seems that it is no longer necessary now.

Along the way, several people were silent until they reached the entrance of the show. Song Mai said with a bit of disappointment: "I'll go in now."

Chu Yunxing hesitated for a moment, but still pulled her directly: "I'll go with you."

The girl was extremely shocked and subconsciously walked up to him: "Ah Xing, aren't you going to be with me?"

Chu Yunxing didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "The location has been arranged. I will come to find you after the show is over."

The girl smiled happily and nodded quickly: "It's agreed, you must come to see me."

Watching the girl leave, Song Mai couldn't help but say, "It seems that she is really happy to see you."

"I'm sorry, I made you feel disappointed just now." Chu Yunxing had always been aware of Song Mai's emotions, but in front of the girl, he couldn't tell who the real Song Mai was.

There was no way to release the emotions in his heart, so he didn't know how to choose.

"It's okay, it's normal. If she is really Song Mai, it will be a good thing for you." Song Mai said with a smile, and when he turned around, a hint of loss flashed in his eyes.

Chu Yunxing stared at her figure in a daze, not knowing how to start talking for a moment.

An An asked her mother carefully: "Weren't you on good terms with Uncle Chu just now? Why are you suddenly upset? Did he bully you?"

"No, Uncle Chu had some personal matters that needed to be dealt with. Mom will take you in to watch the beautiful sister's fashion show, and let Uncle Chu deal with his own affairs, okay?"

Song Mai didn't show any emotion when comforting An An, and his tone was not as full of laughter as before.

Her mind was full of the conversation between the girl and Chu Yunxing, and she became more and more suspicious of her own life experience.

"smile."

Ji Fenghe came to the mother and daughter, looked at the clothes on Song Mai, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this dress should be the last work of the designer who just passed away." Ji Fenghe couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that this dress is exactly the same size as yours."

Song Mai had learned about the master designer's works before, and also knew that he designed a set of clothes before his death.

It’s just that I didn’t pay attention to the whereabouts of his last set of works, and I didn’t expect that I would accidentally wear it.

"It turned out to be the work of a master. I was too busy some time ago and didn't have time to pay attention to the whereabouts of the work." Song Mai shook his head guiltily.

This master is a benchmark in the designer circle, his style and ability are both top-notch.

Many designers aim to emulate this master, but in the end they can only willingly admit that they are far inferior to him.

"Where is Chu Yunxing? Why can't I see him?" Ji Fenghe looked around curiously.

Song Mai always felt that what he said was very strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"He has something to do and has gone to deal with other things." Song Mai said lightly, with a look of loss on his face.

Ji Fenghe nodded thoughtfully and did not mention him again.

"Entrance is opening now. I'll take you in. My seat happens to be behind you, so I can help you."

Song Mai did not refuse. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Chu Yunxing who had disappeared from the stage, then turned around and walked in.

Shen Xiujing had already been waiting for him at his seat. He looked at Song Mai, who was sitting in the back row, and said with a smile, "The clothes you wore today really flatter me. You are worthy of being my top stylist."

"It's just a figurehead, don't exaggerate." Song Mai said with a smile. His joke diverted the attention and his mood became better.

"A lot of people may come to you in a while, so don't agree no matter who they are. Their purpose is to get close to me, so you must be vigilant." Shen Xiujing lowered his voice and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Song Mai nodded in understanding: "I understand, don't worry."

Shen Xiujing sighed helplessly and whispered, "Thanks to you."

This statement was so exaggerated that Song Mai didn't know how to respond for a moment.

She shook her head helplessly: "Don't tell these jokes."

Just at this moment, Chu Yunxing and the girl walked in one after another.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on the two of them.

Shen Xiujing asked in surprise: "Why does she look exactly like you?"

Ji Fenghe was even more shocked: "There are two people in the world who are so similar."

Chu Yunxing spoke a few words to the girl briefly, then walked towards where Song Mai was.

He calmly tidied his clothes and sat next to Song Mai: "Sorry, something delayed me just now."

"It's okay. After all, you and Miss Song have been reunited after a long time, so it's inevitable that you will talk more." Song Mai concealed his disappointment and forced a smile.

Chu Yunxing looked at her thoughtfully and asked, "Do you really think so?"

of course not.

But Song Mai naturally couldn't admit his true thoughts, so he could only shake his head slightly without responding.

The fashion show started soon, and everyone quietly admired the clothes on the supermodels and looked at their top-notch catwalks, mesmerized.

Only Song Mai was absent-minded, his mind full of the girl just now.

If she was Song Mai, then who was she? Was she really just Bai Wan'er? Or was even Bai Wan'er a fabrication?

Song Mai just felt upset and didn't know how to face all this.

Ji Fenghe gently placed his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be so sad. Now that you are out, you should be happier. Leave the troubles for after the fashion show. I will face them with you."

Chu Yunxing frowned when he heard this: "Yes, there is a solution to any problem."

Song Mai always felt that his words had other implications, but he couldn't understand the meaning.

An An looked at the people walking on the catwalk with joy and liked it from the bottom of her heart.

This happy look brought Song Mai back to his senses.

She suddenly realized that no matter what her identity was, it didn't matter. The most important identity now was designer and An An's mother.

As for Song Mai or Bai Waner, it is not something he needs to consider now.

Thinking of this, she felt much more relieved, and the corners of her mouth slowly rose.

At this time, Ji Fenghe looked at Chu Yunxing calmly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Then he turned around and looked at the girl not far away, and they nodded to each other.