Chapter 73

All of a sudden, the middle light of the conference suddenly appeared. The organizer held the microphone and announced: "we have a small game link this time. The winner will get the limited edition men's tie designed by our famous Italian designer Susanna."

The designers in the venue were excited. Susanna's tie is worth millions, so it's very popular.

"What are the rules of the game?"

"It's very simple to write out who the designer is and who gets the right answer by touching the clothes."

For those who learn to design, it's a piece of cake.

One by one, the players came to the stage.

Then write the designer's name on the answer sheet.

"Brother Yunxiu, do you think that tie looks good?" Ji Qianchen turns to ask Gu Yunxiu.

Gu Yunxiu, standing aside, carefully looked at the tie and made a judgment from different aspects such as design inspiration and color matching style. "Well, this tie is exquisite, restrained and dignified. It's really beautiful."

"I knew brother Yunxiu would like it." Ji Qianchen's eyes narrowed with joy, already eager to try.

Gu Yunxiu listens, his eyes are stunned, and he is secretly happy. Does this girl want to win and give it to him?

"Qianchen, you are..." Gu is going to ask if she wants to compete.

"Brother Yunxiu, if you like it, Ling Xiaohan will like it. Then I'll try it." Ji Qianchen didn't give Gu Yunxiu a chance to finish talking at all, so he quickly moved to the entry point.

Think about the expression that Ling Xiaohan would look forward to when she sent her tie to him.

Looking at her back, Gu Yunxiu's smile faded little by little.

Loss and embarrassment enveloped him.

He thought about it all.

Ji Qianchen, wearing an eye mask, stepped on the stage, walked slowly to the pile of clothes, and determined which designer was responsible for it through his hand feeling and modeling knowledge.

"The first piece of work is a small dress wrapped in chest, with bold and innovative design. The end of the dress is rolled. This should be the work of Qingzhi, the leading master of Chinese design circle, which is a series of broken summer."

Ji Qianchen's confident answer ushered in a round of exclamation applause.

Then I touched a few more, and they all answered right one by one.

Gu Yunxiu is holding a glass of wine and waiting to watch it quietly. His smile is getting stronger.

The little girl who used to be impetuous and ignorant now has two brushes.

Can not help but feel happy for her progress.

Ji Qianchen continued to walk forward, touching, she seemed to touch a familiar chest, strong and strong, with a faint smell of tobacco.

He was wearing a suit. He seemed to be so tall that he could not reach his head on tiptoe.

He can only touch his chin, with beautiful radian and smooth skin.

He must be a handsome guy, and he's not bad. He's got a great figure.

"Have you touched enough?"

A cold voice fell from her head.

The voice is so familiar, clear and deep.

Ling Xiaohan!

How could he be here?

Ji Qianchen took off his blindfold and saw that it was him.

Like a Buddha, he stood still.

"Why are you here?"

"Take my daughter-in-law home." Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen's hand and pulls her out.

"But the tie hasn't won yet. I won't return." Ji Qianchen stubbornly dragged his arm, hoping that he would wait.

"You mean I can't afford a tie yet?"

"No, I want to give you one with my own efforts." Ji Qianchen looked at the tie on the podium, which was glowing with enthusiasm.

Oh!

It was for him?

Ling Xiao's cold knife like face bloomed with a happy shimmer.

Ji Qianchen's mouth is full of cunning and thinking. In this way, he should promise her to go after the competition.

Because of the existence of Ling Xiaohan, the whole people in the conference hall dare not breathe for a moment. He is allowed to stand there and whisper to his little wife.

"Go back." After a long wait, Ling Xiao's cold and black eyes were sharp, but he still didn't change his decision.

Hearing these two words, Ji Qianchen was petrified on the spot and his face was ugly.

What the hell? She said that. She's still stubborn.

"I will not go back."

"Must go back."

As soon as he entered, he sensed a sign of danger.

People around us are like wolves, thinking about how to kill the little white flower.

Leaving is the best protection for her.

Qi Qing came over with a glass of wine and looked at Ling Xiaohan happily. "Brother Ling, you can let your sister-in-law play again. Everyone is having a good time."

On one side, Gu Yunxiu saw Ji Qianchen wringing his face, and he couldn't help but dissuading Ling Xiaohan, "Mr. Ling, anyway, it's still early, let Qianchen finish playing."Ling Xiao looked at Ji Qianchen's eyes: "really want to play?"

Ji Qianchen nodded as if he were pounding garlic: "Mmhmm."

Do not want to refute her interest, finally Ling Xiaohan chose to compromise.

"Go."

Ji Qianchen was promised to put on the blindfold again, go to the clothes covered by the curtain, and continue to finish her game.

Originally, the match could not be interrupted in the middle of the competition, but in view of Ling Xiaohan's presence, the organizer could not make trouble for his wife, so he acquiesced to her to continue.

Ling Xiaohan takes a glass of red wine and sits in the sofa area. His legs overlap. He looks at Ji Qianchen, who focuses on the competition in dark.

Her serious and confident appearance showed a unique beauty, which he could not see enough.

"Brother Ling, is honey happy every month?" Qi Qing sits beside Ling Xiao with red wine.

"Well." Ling Xiaohan sees her sitting here, and deliberately moves aside to keep a qualitative distance from her.

Qi Qing's eyes are light and dim, and are burned by his action.

She bit her lips and said softly, "brother Ling, I was confused that day. I promise you that I won't do it again. It should have never happened. So, can you not do this to me?"

Qi Qing's pride, her natural nobility, in front of Ling Xiaohan, is the dust.

"I'm not always like that?"

Lingxiao cold frown light spit, eyes color cold.

Qi Qing shrugged her shoulders, as if she were new.

Yes, Ling's attitude towards her has always been cold to death. Has it ever changed?

Ji Qianchen finished the competition, took off his blindfold and stepped down. Ling Xiaohan put down his glass and went straight to her.

Qi Qing is sitting there, like a self - made clown.

Lost, embarrassed.

Ling Xiao walked to Ji Qianchen's side, naturally holding her waist: "can you go?"

"But there is no prize." Ji Qianchen reminds him with a frown.

"I only promise you time to finish the game."

The cold air of Ling Xiao poured down from the top of Ji Qianchen's head.

"No one won't win a prize for playing the game. In case of winning the prize, the present is for you."

Ji Qianchen's clever advice.