a mistake

On Thursday afternoon, Fang Nancuo followed Zhou Zhixing to "Circus" for an interview.

Entering "Circus", the smell of perfume is still overwhelming, Zhou Zhixing frowned and sighed: "Ki's aesthetic is still so special."

When the two came to the dressing room, Zhou Zhixing was simply put on makeup, and the costume assistant brought out several outfits for Zhou Zhixing to choose from.

Zhou Zhixing pointed to his hairstyle and discussed with the hair stylist: "Give me a president's back, my current image is too childish."

The hair stylist carefully circled around Zhou Zhixing: "Your texture is pretty good now."

"I want to show that I am domineering. After all, I am also the boss of a company with a market value of hundreds of millions." He muttered and gestured to his hairstyle.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, just listen to my gold medal hairstylist's advice." Ki walked over with a smile, took the comb from the hairstylist, and adjusted Zhou Zhixing's hairstyle a little.

Ki caught a glimpse of Fang Nan, and said casually: "The coat on your assistant is the V family's spring haute couture next year. The last time Mocheng wanted to borrow this dress, the brand didn't agree. It's the first time I've seen you in China. Someone wears it."

As a fashion editor, Ki is familiar with major brands.When it comes to new products, it's almost like a treasure.

Fang Nancuo smiled embarrassedly. Cheng Jingming brought this coat back last month. He thought it was comfortable to wear and didn't think much about it.

Ki continued to say arrogantly: "Now the domestic imitations are very powerful. However, high imitations are also imitations. I can't see imitations with my eyes, it's too irritating to my retina." He habitually flipped A few blank eyes.

Fang Nancuo was a little embarrassed for a while, and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Ki, this is a genuine product. Your eyes are not good enough." A pleasant female voice came from the door. The voice was soft and lazy, and the combination was particularly sexy.

"Yuehua, are you finished shooting?" Ki said to the woman at the door.

Zhou Zhixing and Fang Nan turned their faces away, only to see Chang Yuehua smiling at the door of the dressing room wearing a short black skirt.Her delicate V-shaped face is painted with orange red blush, which looks very small and retro.

"Xiao Fang, we meet again." Chang Yuehua ignored Ki and greeted Fang Nancuo directly.

"Hello, Sister Yuehua." Fang Nancuo was a little surprised, Chang Yuehua actually knew himself.

Chang Yuehua smiled and said to Ki: "The filming is over, do you want to see the sample?"

Ki nodded and turned to leave.

Zhou Zhixing suddenly looked at his hairstyle in the mirror, and said carelessly: "Ki, over the years, your craftsmanship has not deteriorated at all. You are truly the number one hairstylist in Youcheng."

Ki's face twitched unconsciously. He has always claimed to be a graduate of the French ESMOD High Fashion Institute. Although everyone knows his details well, no one dares to expose his old background in person.

"Boss Zhou, I'm sorry." Ki mechanically said politely, and said to Fang Nan wrongly: "Xiao Fang, I offended you just now."

Fang Nancuo hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay."

After Ki left, Fang Nancuo reminded Zhou Zhixing in a low voice: "The whole circle doesn't mention what happened to him back then, and he doesn't hit people in the face, why did you say it?"

Zhou Zhixing shrugged: "Oh, I forgot. But your coat is so high-end, you can take it off and wear it for me for a few days."

Fang Nancuo was a little embarrassed: "I didn't know it was so expensive."

"Brother Cheng is capable. The latest models of luxury goods, high-end models, limited editions, and joint names are all chased by these brands to give him away." Zhou Zhixing patted Fang Nancuo on the shoulder after finishing speaking, "You two What's the contradiction? I think Brother Cheng is very good, and he promised you in public. Man, it's a pity to waste time on these trivial things."

Fang Nan nodded wrongly, wondering if he smelled too much perfume, he felt dizzy, should the two get back together?If you forget Gu Yi, forget what happened in the villa, can you go back to the past?It was fine before, but will it hurt to come out again?

Fang Nancuo returned to the short-term rental house at night, and an autumn rain started quietly at some point. Fang Nancuo drew the curtains of the bedroom, always feeling that something was about to happen.

At this time, Jiang Li called and said that he wanted to invite him to see the drone exhibition tomorrow.Fang Nancuo had no interest in drones, and couldn't resist Jiang Li's invitation. The two made an appointment to meet downstairs in Comma the next afternoon before going to the exhibition hall together.

The next day, the weather was still bad, and it started to rain endlessly.Cheng Jingming sat in the meeting room and listened to the report of the investment department. He turned his head and glanced out the window from time to time, feeling a little irritable.He originally wanted to find Fang Nancuo a few days ago, but a group of people followed him like a shadow.Cheng Jingming made up his mind to find Fang Nancuo after get off work. Although Fang Nancuo was stubborn, he was kind-hearted and the two of them would definitely reconcile today.

After finally getting off work, Cheng Jingming couldn't wait for a moment. Thinking of Fang Nan's thin skin, he deliberately drove by himself.Let Fang Nan live back today, with Fang Nan wrong's salary, the house he is renting now must not be very good, maybe the bed in the bedroom is not even 1.4 meters wide.A few days ago, Zhou Zhixing told him that Fang Nancuo was squeezing the bus every day, so he asked him to persuade him to go back.The weather was getting colder and colder, and Fang Nancuo was from the south, so he couldn't adapt to the northern climate. If Fang Nancuo came back to live, the nanny would still be able to take care of him.

While waiting for the traffic light, Cheng Jingming turned on the car radio casually. He put his fingers on the steering wheel. After a burst of light music came from the radio, the host's voice suddenly sounded: "I received the latest news, just happened near the newspaper building on Keji Road. The road collapsed, and a bus just fell into it. The casualties are unknown at present. Please be nearby..."

Cheng Jingming sighed, the Science and Technology Road in front must be blocked now, will he have to go to the viaduct later to get to the comma on time?

The broadcast was still going on, probably because they were interviewing the people at the scene, and the voice of a breathless old man rang out: "This pit is estimated to be 5 or 6 meters deep, and I saw such a big bus fall into it with my own eyes. It seems to be the 624 road..."

Cheng Jingming's heart tightened suddenly. In his impression, Fang Nancuo often took the 624 bus.He seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, and he couldn't hear a single sound from the outside world.After a long time, he took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and no one answered Fang Nan's wrong call.All kinds of bad premonitions struck, and it was not until the car behind impatiently honked the horn that Cheng Jingming came back to his senses, and he hurriedly drove straight to the scene of the accident.

Because of the landslide, the entire Science and Technology Road was very congested.The car stopped and went, Cheng Jingming's eyes were red at some point, regret and self-blame poured into his heart for a while, if he had made a mistake with Fang Nan earlier, this kind of thing would never have happened.If Fang Nan was injured, he still had the means to provide the best medical care in the world, but what if the person disappeared?Cheng Jingming didn't dare to think about it anymore, the sound of ambulances and rescue vehicles came from outside the car, Cheng Jingming's heart beat faster and harder as he heard it, he unconsciously clenched the steering wheel, and felt that he had no strength at all.

It turned out that he cared about a person like this, Cheng Jingming tried to call Fang Nan again, but no one answered.

With a "bang", Cheng Jingming felt that the whole body was pushed forward, and the mobile phone that was not held firmly flew up and hit the front windshield.