Fortunately, the previous investment in the real estate market has achieved some success, otherwise I would not be happy.

My little hobby now is to devote myself to filling my home little by little.

When I rest every day, I search for various text messages.

Thanks to my brothers, I also made many friends who are active in the art world.

They all laughed at me for becoming domesticated.

Indeed, I now value comfortable and convenient clothes more than flamboyant ones.

Miss Damei's fashion show finally started after going through many things.

It has nothing to do with me personally, my sister seems to have readjusted the material of the clothes many times.

I also went to her place to measure many times.

Is it because I am too sensitive or the eyes of the people around me are really too weird.

When I entered the backstage where the children changed clothes together, I felt it.

As soon as I turned my head to look over, they pretended nothing happened, turned their heads and continued chatting as if nothing had happened.

I'm sitting on the corner.

If someone comes and asks for a photo and autograph, I'll give it to you.

In this way, I kept it for nearly several hours.

Huh c...

If we hadn't hoped that nim would come to watch my catwalk together today, I wouldn't be able to hold on any longer!

Originally, it was a series of personnel matters that only Brother Zhilong and his sister invited. I think Mr. Zheng has no schedule for this day, so I asked my brother in advance.

We hope that nim himself likes fashion very much, without any hesitation, he went directly to the fitting room to see what clothes he was going to wear.

【When will it be~】

No one chats with me, so I harass Hope Nim.

【Hmm~ I haven't set off from the beauty room yet~】

He returned quickly, probably still drying his hair.

[Hurry up!There is no one here to talk to tt]

I sell badly and hope he can speed up his pace.

【Uh-huh!What about Brother Long? 】

【he?I have a schedule today, and I won't arrive until 10 minutes before the official start. 】

Do you think I didn't ask?I came earlier today because I wanted to chat with my brother, but I waited until now.

[Touch you, come on! 】

【Um!I went to rehearsal! 】

I looked up and saw that the staff was calling for someone, and immediately followed everyone out.

If a show starts at seven or eight in the evening, we will be waiting there at least at 09:30 in the morning.

Makeup and dress rehearsal or something.

I had some lunch at noon, and the rehearsal just started.

After walking many times, I saw a figure waving at me under the stage.

Jung Ho-seok!

finally come!

As soon as my sister announced the rest, I ran over.

"Did you bring me something to eat?" I sat with him in the guest seat, saw him handing me the paper bag, and laughed.

"Didn't you come here in the morning? It feels like you can't eat a lot," he scratched his head. "Don't you need to say hello to your sister first?"

"Yes," I looked at my sister who was discussing things seriously in the distance, "Forget it, don't disturb her."

"What do you think I'm wearing today?" He stood up and admired me, "I'm wearing the outfit you found for me, and the stylist sister also found me a pair of shoes."

"Not bad." I took a bite of my sandwich and looked at him again. "Come here, the hair is messed up here."

He obediently lowered his head and let me do it.

The busy sister saw that we were happy here, so she came over and asked, "Yin Can, this is you...huh?"

When I saw my sister's expression, I knew she knew who he was next to me, but there was no chance to introduce him.

"Dad," I said generously, pointing to Zheng Haoxi, "Singer."

"Hi sister, I'm J-hope from BTS," he bowed politely.

"BTS?" My sister laughed, "Rongguang, Rongguang's show at night is really good."

It seemed that something happened again, and as soon as the staff came to find her, she left.

Before I left, I didn’t forget to tell me to go backstage quickly.

I checked the time, it was almost time to go in.

Zheng Haoxi also returned to the car, and later there were reporters outside carrying cannons to take pictures.

I took the sandwich he gave me, said goodbye to him, and went backstage.

After changing clothes, just sit there and wait for the show to start.

From time to time, the makeup artist sister will come to touch up my makeup.

Yes, why do you think the makeup artist sister always touches up my makeup?

because...

"Canxi, can you stop eating? I've refilled your lipstick five times..."

"Feel sorry…"

Under the resentful eyes of the makeup artist sisters, I stopped eating.

The evening show was a great success and we had a reception at the end.

I changed my clothes and continued to fight kkk

But today I was really hungry. When I went in, I didn't drink much wine, but I ate a lot of various foods.

"It's your loss that you've changed actors." No matter how late Brother Zhilong came, he still wouldn't let go of the opportunity to complain about me, "Control this foodie."

The latter sentence was addressed to Zheng Haoxi next to him.

"Understood, brother," my good brother Zheng Haoxi responded, and did not forget to explain for me, "We have worked hard today, and we are picky eaters..."

"All right, all right," my elder brother showed no desire to chat with us, and ran to socialize with her sister.

I held Zheng Haoxi's arm and chatted with some designers a lot.

I got a lot of proposals and invitations about future development, such as developing brands together, designing brands and so on.

I think it's okay for me, but for Haoxi, he should only want to take root in music wholeheartedly.

We just listened to it, but didn't take it to heart.

"Zheng Haoxi, look at that little puff over there looks delicious," I shook Mr. Zheng who was chatting with someone.

"I'm sorry," Mr. Zheng paused the conversation with me first, then turned his head and looked at me helplessly, "Can, don't eat."

"Okay, I won't eat if you let me eat it," I pretended to be cute, "Your cutie is waiting for you to take her home."

I winked at him.

"Hey, you brought me here to socialize, I have to finish talking," he pinched my face to vent his anger, "I want to run so soon."

"Well, the reason why your little cutie wants to go home quickly is because," I leaned into his ear mysteriously, and said word by word: "I really can't eat anymore."

He laughed so hard that he almost lost his shape, leaning on me, laughing and muttering:

"Why are you so cute?"

I pretended to be helpless.

"Hey Yigu, I can't take it anymore seeing you showing affection," the talker who has been acting as the background for a long time smiled wryly, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to run away." He dragged several other people who wanted to gather together Gone, but also left us alone time.

Mr. Zheng went back to the dormitory today, and my manager brother sent me home.

On the way home, I was also thinking about why I was able to eat and sleep so well recently.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. After returning home, I went to the pharmacy and bought a lot of things to test whether my thoughts were correct.

With trembling hands, I took the measurements in order, waiting for the results to be displayed.

The result is...

of course not.

I stared at the pregnancy test stick showing the result for a long time, feeling a little lost.

I'm thinking about something, of course it's impossible to get pregnant.

It is also impossible to get pregnant.

I packed up alone and threw things away.

We can't let Mr. Zheng, who is glassy in our family, see it, or we will have to think about it again.

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