Spoil Him, Heal Him

Hotel entrance

Xu Haiyun saw Lu Zhanbei get off the car and walked over with graceful steps, "Did you come by pinching time?"

Lu Zhanbei pursed his lips and obviously didn't intend to respond.

Xu Haiyun wanted to hold Lu Zhanbei's arm in the past.

Lu Zhanbei avoided it first.

Xu Haiyun's outstretched hand paused in the air, and the secretary who had followed Lu Zhanbei watched from the side, the scene was quite embarrassing.

Xu Haiyun looked like a okay person, and smiled with a good temper, and said in a very petting tone of Lu Zhanbei: "Well, I know you don't like this kind of occasion. It is a bit embarrassing for you to accompany me. , Just look at it for a while, after seeing the customized clothing, shall we leave, okay?"

After a pause, Xu Haiyun continued to sing a one-man show, "You promised me, don't forget it, just tonight."

Lu Zhanbei raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Haiyun.

"Let's go, it's going to start later." When Xu Haiyun went to take Lu Zhanbei's arm again, he didn't avoid it anymore, but his brows frowned uncontrollably.

The two came to the exhibition hall, which was already full of people, and the host had already started the opening remarks on stage.

Lu Zhanbei wanted to withdraw his arm.

Xu Haiyun hugged her tightly and didn't let it go. She tilted her head and said in a low voice, "Since I'm here, can't you give me a good experience? You will be safe for the rest of your life, and you will not lose.

Lu Zhanbei endured the discomfort and walked towards the front row.

Lu Zhanbei has a calm temperament, profound features, and a tall figure. In this country with blue hair and blue eyes, such a high-quality oriental man suddenly appeared, which instantly attracted the attention of many women present.

Some admiration and praise are indispensable, but more are speculations about the relationship between Lu Zhanbei and Xu Haiyun.

Lu Zhanbei turned a deaf ear.

On the contrary, Xu Haiyun nodded and greeted some people gracefully with a smile, completely shy of a little woman.

Somewhere on the stage and backstage, in an invisible place under the stage, Tong Yi watched Lu Zhanbei and Xu Haiyun swagger through the city, arm in hand, came to the seat in the front row and sat down with a face full of disbelief.

She shook her head, impossible, absolutely impossible.

Lu Zhanbei would not have anything to do with this old woman, she didn't believe it.

The catwalk on stage has already begun.

Tong Yi didn't take a look, all eyes and attention were given to the two people in the audience.

Xu Haiyun leaned on the armrest of the seat with one hand, most of his body leaned toward Lu Zhanbei, and from time to time he leaned in his ear to say something.

Xu Haiyun smiled at the corners of her lips, full of spring breeze, and occasionally raised her hand to stroke the broken hair in her ear, completely looking like a small and medium-sized woman in love.

No matter what Xu Haiyun did, Tong Yi would not believe it, but Lu Zhanbei didn't avoid it, he didn't even avoid it.

Doesn't he hate Xu Haiyun?

Isn't it that Xu Haiyun is dangerous?

Isn't it very unhappy to talk about Xu Haiyun?

Why should Xu Haiyun be allowed to approach him?

Is it really like Xu Haiyun said, although Xu Haiyun killed his mother, he still loves her in his heart?

No, it won't, it must not be the case.

All of this must be Xu Haiyun acting, deliberately showing her, Lu Zhanbei must be unhappy.

The reason why Lu Zhanbei would accompany Xu Haiyun to the fashion show must be forced by Xu Haiyun, just like the last time he was forced to accompany Xu Haiyun to the United States.

Xu Haiyun must have grasped Lu Zhanbei's handle, it must be so.

Suddenly someone patted Tong Yi on the shoulder, she turned her head, "Sister Ping."

"How many times have I called you... Why are you crying?" Sister Ping was halfway through her words, and she turned her mouth in surprise when she saw the tears on Tong Yi's face.

Tong Yi touched her face in a daze, there were indeed tears, yeah, why did she cry? "I'm fine."

Sister Ping handed a tissue to Tong Yi. She didn't ask too much about the artist's privacy. She just said: "I looked for you everywhere, but I didn't find it. Why are you standing here?"

Afraid of getting makeup, Tong Yi gently pressed her face with a tissue, "I'm attending such a fashion show for the first time. Come and see how they go."

"Don't be nervous, you can."

Tong Yi nodded and asked casually, "You said that Lu's Group and Warwick Group have a long-term cooperative relationship, so are you familiar with the president of Lu's Group?"

Sister Ping shook her head, "Mr. Lu is very low-key. He doesn't come to the branch very often, and he doesn't show up in public. Let alone familiar with him, I haven't even seen him."

"Don't show up in public?"

"Well, I heard that Mr. Lu came to the branch. Our company invited him to this fashion show, but he refused."

What Xu Haiyun said flashed in Tong Yi's mind.

She said that he didn't want to come, but I wanted to buy some customized dresses, so he promised to come with me.

Tong Yi looked down the stage again, Xu Haiyun was shaking Lu Zhanbei's arm with both hands, as if he had taken a fancy to a certain custom dress on the stage, and acted like a baby to him and wanted him to buy her.

Lu Zhanbei pulled out his arm, seeming not to agree.

Then Xu Haiyun seemed to be angry, and sat up straight, as if he was angry, and did not get close to Lu Zhanbei.

Tong Yi's tight heart was relaxed a little bit.

"Miss Tong, do you know Mr. Lu?"

Tong Yi retracted his gaze, did not say whether he knew or did not know, only said: "The Lu Group has a great influence in China."

Sister Ping nodded, "Go and touch up your makeup. It will be your turn to play in a while."

"Okay." Before Tong Yi left, he glanced at the stage again and saw a woman bending over and standing beside Lu Zhanbei, Xu Haiyun was talking to that woman.

Tong Yi patched up her makeup and went to the backstage to wait to play. He saw the woman who had been standing beside Lu Zhanbei before coming backstage and raised her heels.

The woman came to the door of the office of the person in charge of this fashion show, knocked on the door and went in.

The door is not closed.

Tong Yi stood outside the door and waited.

"Custom dresses No. 8 and No. 15, I want to order. I don't know how long it will take?"

"After payment, you can receive the goods within 15 days."

"Okay, I will pay now."

"Pay here, I will bill you, please fill in the delivery address after payment, then we will deliver the goods to your door."

After a while, the secretary came out of the office and saw Tong Yi at the door. He was shocked, but didn't think much about it. As he continued to move forward, he heard someone say, "Wait a minute."

The secretary turned to look at Tong Yi, "You... call me?"

Tong Yi nodded, stabilized his emotions, and pointed to the number plate on his clothes and said: "I am the artist who will be shown in the ready-to-wear show. I am taken care of by Mr. Lu in the country. I see him coming today and wondering if he can Ask him to have a meal, can you ask for me?"

The secretary frowned. Before coming, Xu Haiyun said that someone might want to approach Mr. Lu through her and let her take care of it, but he didn't expect it to happen.

The secretary is more experienced in dealing with this kind of things. "I am President Lu's secretary. I can help you with this matter. What is your last name?"