A bit stiff after rebirth

Chapter 1917 I want a caring little cotton-padded jacket

Su Yiqian didn't expect that someone would recognize her at a parent-child event, so she had no choice but to go to Weibo to claim it, "I took the two little guys to play on my first day back home. You guys are really sharp-eyed."

Because Su Yiqian's move was a free advertisement for the organizer of this parent-child event, the boss of Falcon Outdoors also specifically contacted Qiu Jingmei and said that he wanted to give Su Yiqian a big red envelope.

Qiu Jingmei refused after asking Su Yiqian. In the latter's words, she had already won first place with her child, so there was no need for red envelopes or anything like that.

Su Yiqian, who returned home, looked at Qin Mo and said, "Your son is quite talented, and he looks good during competitions."

"That's right, don't even look at whose son it is." Qin Mo was a little proud. He also saw it, especially Que Que, who was holding a toy gun and clicking "click-click" happily.

Qin Mo rubbed Loulou Queque's hair, and then walked to the kitchen, "I'm going to cook. You think about where we can go to play tomorrow."

Su Yiqian followed him into the kitchen. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard his words, "What? Isn't it the time for you to refuse in the morning?"

Qin Mo coughed lightly, first looked outside, and then put his arms around her waist, "Daughter-in-law, let's not always mention the past, we have to look forward."

"Oh, but I think things in the past were more fun, what do you think?"

How should he answer this? Qin Mo was helpless, raised his hand and pinched her face hard, "Okay, I was wrong."

"Let's cook." Su Yiqian hummed and turned around. She had to study where there were less people but it was fun. It would be best not to be easily recognized like today. However, this seemed a bit difficult for her.

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Su Yiqian was sitting in the living room, flipping through guides, when she received a call from Qiu Jingmei, who told her some very unfortunate news. She had an impromptu event tomorrow.

"What activity is so urgent?"

"It's an event organized by Tingxia. Tomorrow Tingxia will have a show, but the model at the finale had an accident and can't make it. The models who were temporarily found to be free can't hold the show, so I wanted to ask if you have the time."

After listening to Qiu Jingmei's words, Su Yiqian reluctantly agreed, "Okay, send me the address."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. You have a good rest. It's best to put on a facial mask to take care of your little face. Don't think I don't know that you don't even bother to put on a facial mask."

Su Yiqian coughed slightly guiltily, "I will never admit it."

"I know you don't rely on your face to make a living, but you have to take care of yourself, you know?"

"Yeah, I got it." Su Yiqian agreed very quickly, stopping Qiu Jingmei from continuing to talk. I don't know if it is because she is getting older or something else, but her manager has a tendency to develop like Tang Seng.

After hanging up the phone, Su Yiqian slumped on the sofa and said feebly: "Qin Mo, I can't go out tomorrow. There is an event I have to go to."

"Okay, you call me after the event and I'll pick you up. I'll go see the Gun King and the others afterwards. That guy has a daughter."

Hearing the last sentence, Su Yiqian jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the kitchen door in three steps, held the door frame and looked at Qin Mo, "You said the gun king has a daughter?"

"Yeah, it's been more than two months, haven't you been filming abroad? So I didn't tell you."

Qin Mo turned around and saw the expression on his wife's face. Could he still not understand what she meant? He couldn't help but said in a funny tone, "Does Loulou Que know that you, a mother, dislike them so much?"

"Why do you think we weren't twins at that time? I've prepared all the little skirts, but it's a pity that I didn't use any of them," Su Yiqian said regretfully.

Qin Mo spread his hands, but having said that, the girl is indeed a considerate little cotton-padded jacket. Just look at the way the gun king has been cooing for two months.

"I don't care, they two must bring back two caring little cotton-padded jackets for me in the future, otherwise, hum."

Loulou Que, who was still playing with toys in the living room, had no idea that they had been "abandoned" by their parents, let alone their miserable lives in the future.

Qiu Jingmei drove to pick her up early the next morning and brought her breakfast. "Chu Jun has rushed over to communicate with Tingxia's costumer and makeup artist. The model's figure is similar to yours.

There shouldn’t be any big problem with the clothing.”

"Yeah, but I haven't walked on stage for a long time. Are you sure I can do it?"

"Of course you can."

Ting Xia’s show was held at the Convention and Exhibition Center, with many industry leaders participating. When Su Yiqian and Qiu Jingmei arrived, the audience watching the show was entering one after another. No one expected that the people who were escorted in by the staff would

This is Su Yiqian.

"The clothes are over here. Let's try them on first. If they don't fit, just change them." Chen Sihan, who has become Tingxia's design director, said as he pulled Su Yiqian towards the dressing room.

Ting Xia specializes in ancient style, and this show is no exception. Chen Sihan asked Su Yiqian to try on a long dress with ink as the background color. She was the designer of this long dress, and she was the first to wear it.

Thinking of Su Yiqian.

After changing into her skirt and coming out, Su Yiqian took the gauze jacket handed over by Chen Sihan. The same ink pattern matched the long skirt. Su Yiqian stood there with a cold expression, feeling like she was out of the world.

Chen Sihan clapped his hands and said, "Sure enough, I asked you to come. Makeup artist, come and apply make-up for the guests."

Ting Xia's royal makeup artist had also worked with Su Yiqian before and was very familiar with the styles she could control. The makeup artist already had a plan in mind for the ink snow on her body.

An hour later, the audience had finished entering, and the guests invited to watch the show had also taken their seats under the guidance of the staff. The host came on stage and began to explain the show to the guests and the audience with the elegant sound of the guqin.

Many models wore Tingxia's new clothes this year and came out slowly to the music. The guests chatted from time to time and wrote down something on their tablet computers.

When Su Yiqian appeared, these guests thought they had made a mistake, because in the previous invitations they had received, the model in the finale was obviously Wenxiu.

Facing the suddenly chaotic venue, the expression on Su Yiqian's face did not change at all, and she walked at her own pace to the music.

The venue gradually became quiet, and their eyes were all focused on Su Yiqian, attracted by her.

This scene was also faithfully recorded by the on-site cameras. Ting Xia's show was broadcast live. The live broadcast room attracted millions of hits, and hundreds of thousands of people were amazed by Su Yiqian.

There were many fans of Su Yiqian in the live broadcast room. They were stunned at first. After they reacted, they frantically took screenshots, recorded the screen, and then sent messages to notify others.

(End of chapter)