Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

This big show in Hong Kong is an important turning point in Ling Pan's career.

After this show, the interview at Paris Fashion Week in September will be much easier. First of all, with Ling Yun's contacts, coupled with Ling Pan's own professionalism, now he has successfully promoted to A-level. In the eyes of outsiders, the future road is only will become smoother.

Ling Pan sat in the dressing room and played with her mobile phone. John came over and glanced at her mobile phone inadvertently, then frowned suspiciously.

She scanned Ling Pan's mobile phone page: the key points of the university's financial management major courses.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Pan stared at the phone and shook his head: "No reason, just take a look."

John didn't care either, and continued to pack her clothes.

After a while, Ling Pan raised his head and asked her, "Brother Da Nan, are they here?"

John hung the clothes on the hanger and said, "I don't know, it's still a while, what's the hurry."

Ling Pan sighed, and pulled his freshly done hair: "Oh, it's so boring, John, why don't you walk around the stage for me?"

John rolled his eyes at her and ignored her.

At this time, Nancy, who had just entered the door, heard it clearly, and she stood at the door in a daze for a while.

This time the big show Lingpan is a major event, this kind of opportunity is something everyone is vying for, but I am so uncommon, it sounds like it can really drive people to death!

She took a deep breath and walked in with a smile on her face: "Good evening, Pat."

Ling Pan didn't even lift his eyelids: "Yes."

Nancy raised her eyebrows and stopped talking to her after she sat down.

It's just that when she was touching up her makeup, she threw the cosmetics and some bottles and jars with a loud noise.

Just like this, Ling Pan didn't bother to raise his brows, and still looked down at the phone.

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When Wang Jiulong and Shanshan arrived, many people had already come to the show.

Two brothers and sisters, one in a suit and leather shoes, the other in a long skirt sitting on the floor, walking together has an indescribable beauty.

Shanshan held her brother's hand and said, "Brother, it's my first time to come to such a high-end place, so I'm really nervous."

Wang Jiulong was quite natural, and smiled at her: "What are you nervous about, just sit and watch the show."

After the two sat down, they waited for the start of the big show.

Shanshan was a little bored sitting there, and chatted with Wang Jiulong.

She approached Wang Jiulong and asked, "Brother, when will you marry her?"

Wang Jiulong was stunned for a moment, thought for a few seconds, and said with a smile, "We'll talk about it when she reaches the legal age of marriage."

Not long after, the big show officially started.

As the music started to play, models wearing designer clothes appeared one after another.

Shanshan looked towards the runway, and asked Wang Jiulong beside her, "Brother, why did sister-in-law come out?"

Wang Jiulong folded his arms, boredly looked at the models walking gracefully on the stage, and said, "Your sister-in-law is in charge."

Shanshan was pleasantly surprised: "Really?! That's amazing!"

Generally, international shows, except for commercial shows, are limited to one hour or even four to ten minutes.

So Ling Pan didn't wait too long when he came out.

She was wearing a corseted golden mermaid dress. The long skirt was dragged on the ground, shining brightly. The material of the dress was extremely smooth silk, sticking out concave and convex curves, and her short hair was straightened and scattered around her face.Those red phoenix eyes are shining like autumn water, as clear as a mountain spring, extremely pure and extremely eye-catching.

Ling Pan walking on the runway is really beautiful.

Wang Jiulong couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, his eyes softly followed the girls on the stage.

That is his woman.

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At the end of a show, Ling Pan hurriedly took off her make-up and changed her clothes, and ran out to meet them.

She never participated in any media interviews, and even though she was a supermodel, she didn't want to talk nonsense with those reporters.

People in the industry always think that she is mean and cold and difficult to deal with, so she doesn't have many friends in the modeling industry, and she doesn't want to make friends anyway.

Ling Pan dodged the reporter's gunshots, ran out of the elevator without putting on his coat, and ran all the way to the company's gate.

Wang Jiulong stood at the door, with a smile in his eyes and opened his arms to welcome her.

Ling Pan got into his arms all of a sudden, and raised a smile: "Mr. Wang is dressed decently today!"

Shanshan pretended to cough from the side: "Ahem, what about me?"

Ling Pan got out of Wang Jiulong's embrace, looked around Shanshan, and nodded if there was something serious about it: "Not bad, the development is good."

Shanshan stuck out her tongue at her.

Ling Pan handed the car keys to Wang Jiulong and said, "Shall we go?"

Shanshan leaned forward and said, "Don't forget to come back to Tianjin with us!"

Ling Pan was stunned for a moment, curled his lips, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Got it..."

Wang Jiulong saw her expression, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Ling Pan took his arm: "Oh, let's go!"

After they left, in the car parked in the dark on the side of the street, the driver said to the man sitting in the back seat: "Mr. Fan, shall we go?"

The picture of them embracing each other was still in front of Fan Xinhai's eyes, which was even more dazzling.

He loosened his tie irritably, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

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Back at the hotel, Ling Pan began to pack his luggage.

Wang Jiulong lay reclined on the bed, looked at her with his hands on his head, and said, "Can't I clean up tomorrow? Come and sleep."

Ling Pan shook his head: "It's packed now, and I'll leave tomorrow."

Wang Jiulong frowned slightly, and said, "The flight tomorrow afternoon."

Ling Pan put the clothes in the suitcase, raised his head helplessly, turned his face and glared at him: "That's good, you go to sleep in your room tonight!"

"Not."

Ling Pan rolled her eyes, as for his physical strength that was like eating a show every night, she was so tired that she didn't wake up until noon the next day!

If you don't pack your luggage at this time, you won't have the energy to do it tomorrow...

Knowing what she meant, Wang Jiulong lay on the bed holding back a smile, staring at her busy back, feeling warm in his heart.

After Ling Pan finished packing her luggage, it was past one o'clock, and she looked back at the person on the bed.

Wang Jiulong closed his eyes tightly, breathing evenly, and seemed to be asleep.

Ling Pan put his luggage away, walked over on tiptoe, picked up the corner of the quilt, and was just about to get in when he was pulled in by a strong hand.

She met Shang Wang Jiulong's deep eyes, swallowed her saliva, and said softly, a little flatteringly: "Brother Da Nan, goodbye tonight..."

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "What do you think?"

Seeing his playful look, Ling Pan felt discouraged all of a sudden, slipped into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Then be gentle..."

"Got it!"