Reborn Queen Fan

There really is such a coincidence in this world, Andy put down the phone and sighed softly.

But when he received an invitation letter from an on-site assistant an hour later, the gold broker in New York realized that there are not so many coincidences in this world.

Any accidental coincidence can only be inevitable in front of the Duke.

The invitation letter in his hand was delivered without Tang's knowledge. It seemed that the Duke planned to give Tang an unexpected surprise.

So obviously he can't tell Tang the news of the filming delay for the time being.

Andy looked at Tang Yu, who was in close contact with the elephant not far away, and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. He began to feel that the Duke's treatment of Tang was not as simple as he imagined.

Although no one knew what the great nobleman thought.

but……

Andy weighed the invitation letter in his hand. The invitation letter with the Harris family's crest was printed on the white invitation letter with a gold border, which was a bit too grand.

And then again, he had already given the birthday present to his model in the morning, but this was his first official visit to the Duke's mansion, so he had to prepare some other things.

And clothes, Andy remembered that his models often complained to him about the Duke's bad habits. The Duke's requirements for clothing seemed to have reached a state of incomparable fur.

He wasn't worried that the Duke would throw out a piece of Harris like he did with Tang, but he was afraid that the Duke would throw him out of the villa because he couldn't see the humble configuration of his clothes.

So Tang Yu, who finally ended his close contact with wild animals, received a request for help from his own manager.

"Don is taking advantage of the next schedule, why don't we go back to the company first."

"Of course." Tang Yu looked at her manager, always feeling that the smile on Andy's face was full of meaning.

But when he returned to the company and followed his manager into the clothing room, Tang Yu was sure. Maybe his manager really had some secrets that he didn't tell him.

"Pick me a style that the duke likes." When his manager just said it, he was stunned for several seconds.

But when he reacted, Tang Yu quickly fell into thinking.

Obviously, it might be more meaningful to think carefully about the style that the blond nobleman likes than the terrible and unfounded speculation that his manager has a crush on the blond nobleman.

This is really an unexpected and difficult question to answer.

Tang Yu tilted her head and thought carefully, her slender fingers slid across the clothes wrapped in clothing bags one by one.

He thought of the clothes given to him by the blond nobles. From style to style, fabric to accessories, there didn't seem to be any special style.

However, Tang Yu still took a black velvet suit. Harris is a meticulous person. If he really wanted to say his favorite style, maybe a less fancy and formal suit would be the best choice.