Chapter 1006

Ou Ximing's hands clenched and loosened.

For a long time, he suddenly took a deep breath, and slowly spit out, his face appeared a layer of mockery and relief smile.

"When you said that you wanted to attract attention and be the most beautiful woman, I was willing to learn modeling for you and accompany you to participate in the competition of sister Hong Kong. I made you a school flower bit by bit, and I helped you win the champion of sister Hong Kong. But you said that Liang Chenyi never gave up on you?"

"You are now famous, so many people stare at you waiting to see your jokes, so you think that with me, you will become a joke in other people's eyes, right?"

Zhao Zimo's face was a little ugly, and he bit his lip. Finally, he just said, " I'm sorry

Ou Ximing finally couldn't help sneering, "OK, I know."

He heaved a long sigh, and his throat was still full of satire.

"The doubts that have been in my heart for so long have finally been solved, and I'm finally relaxed. But I still want to say thank you, because you, I choose to be a stylist, also can be regarded as a direction for my life. I don't owe you anything, so I won't be stingy with a thank you. So in the future... "

Ou Ximing's eyes suddenly took some firmness and coldness. Zhao Zimo's heart was chilly, and he could not help but step back.

In his confusion, he heard Ou Ximing's voice again:

"in the future, we will have nothing to do with the bridge and the road! You are right. You and I will not be in the same world now or in the future. "

Zhao Zimo's face slightly relaxed, "if you can think like this, it would be better."

Ou Ximing sneered, breathed a long breath, and was speechless.

In the fitting room, the door is half opened.

Blue slender tightly biting lips, looking at Zhao Zimo and Ou Ximing, a face of resentment.

"Miss Zhao, how can she be so ungrateful? Mr. Ou is so kind to her that she can say such words? That's too much! "

Shen Fanxing's vision has long been taken back from the outside, taking care of his dress.

Different from LAN Xianxian's indignation, there was a faint smile on her face.

"There are always a few very excessive people, so that you have an impulse to have to trample them under your feet."

Blue slender clenched her fist tightly and looked at Ou Ximing who was standing on his side. She could not see the expression on his face completely, but she could not stop the atmosphere and sadness in her heart.

For Shen Fanxing's words, she just listened to them, but did not digest them.

But two minutes later, a man in a white and ink printed suit pushed in.

Zhao's mother saw the man at the door, looked at Ou Ximing's disdainful face, and immediately raised a smile. Just as she wanted to say hello, the man at the door was surrounded by several people.

"Are you director Liang?"

"I'm the assistant designer here. I like you very much!"

"I'm the stylist here, Mr. Liang. It's a pleasure to meet you. I also participated in the International Beauty Expo last time, and I was lucky to get the fifth place, but Mr. Liang is still the champion, so I am convinced. "

Just saw Liang Chenyi, several designers and stylists in the store, several assistants and even customers all gathered around.

Liang Chenyi has a polite and modest smile on his face, but the treatment of being surrounded by people and worshiping and complimenting makes his face inevitably show some arrogance.

"In the past two years, Mr. Liang's designs for Miss Zimo in fashion week have always been very attractive and attracted the attention of the international fashion circle. Many international famous designers want to cooperate with you!"

"In two days' Paris autumn and winter fashion week, Mr. Liang's handwriting will surely make miss Zimo the most dazzling presence in the fashion week."

"Although I really want to win the International Beauty Expo this year, I heard that Mr. Liang also signed up to participate. I'm afraid that this year's hope is very slim."

Liang Chenyi smile mild, "false praise, I just do my best, you also refuel."

The stylist in the shop was flattered and said, "I hope I can have a chance to consult with Mr. Liang."

Liang Chenyi took it, then looked up, scanned around, and finally fell on Zhao Zimo.

Seeing this, the people around retreated.

Under the gaze of Liang Chenyi, Zhao Zimo's face is a little shy.

Zhao's mother patted her hand happily and looked at Liang Chenyi with a smile as she came step by step.

Then he looked at Ou Ximing standing next to him and shook his head.

"See, Ximing, that's the difference between you and Chen Yi. Purple foam is the star of thousands of people's attention, and Chenyi is a well-known international stylist who is highly respected and supported. They're the perfect couple. And you... "There was a flicker of irresistible contempt on his face again.

"Mom, purple foam..."

Liang Chenyi had already stood in front of him, and said hello to Zhao's mother and Zimo with a smile.

Finally, he looked up, as if he had just seen Ou Ximing, with a surprise on his face.

"Elder martial brother? What a coincidence that I met you here! How did you come to Pingcheng? "

Ou Ximing looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Liang Chenyi raises her eyebrows, reaches out and pulls Zhao Zimo into her arms, and raises her hand to brush her hair behind her ears.

"Or did you come to my wedding with Mo Mo? Elder martial brother really has a heart. "

Ou Ximing gave him a blank look. "Congratulations."

Liang Chenyi picked his eyebrows and laughed disapprovingly.

In a low voice, he said to Zhao zima in his arms, "have you picked out the wedding dress?"

Zhao Zimo shook her head. At this time, the assistant immediately said:

"the wedding dress section is not here. Please follow me."

Ou Ximing looked at a pair of men and women hugging each other to leave, and walked toward the second floor without any movement.

Zhao's mother gave a cold hum, and finally left behind them.

Ou Ximing closed his eyes deeply. Ahern, the stylist who has just been complimenting Liang Chenyi, didn't know when he appeared. He looked in the direction of Liang Chenyi and asked Ou Ximing:

"are you a stylist, too?"

Ou Ximing slowly opened his eyes, looked at him indifferently, "well."

"You know Mr. Liang."

"I don't know."

Ahern frowned, looked at him up and down, his eyes disdained.

"Also, how can you know the famous Mr. Liang, a little-known person?"

He said, just to chase Liang Chenyi and others, but the shop door was opened again at this time.

Yu Song took the lead in pushing the door, holding it by hand and standing respectfully on one side.

Then, a tall and straight figure came in with steady steps.