"Mommy, Mommy, I'll hold hands, too."
Ling Yichen is not discouraged. He just pushes his small body into the middle of the two.
Stretch out a soft little hand to Ji Qianchen.
A big hand, a small hand, also wearing a black suit, white shirt.
Ling Xiaohan and Ling Yichen are on the bars again.
"Husband, please hold Yichen's left hand. I'll hold Yichen's right hand. Let's go. Let's go."
Ji Qianchen calmly orders Ling Xiaohan.
Ling Xiaohan has no choice but to take Ling Yichen's other hand.
The couple led Ling Yichen out of the gate together.
The opening ceremony of the annual autumn fashion week is held at 8 p.m. at the official show in Paris.
As the main investor of this fashion week, Ling Xiaohan needs to walk on the red carpet like many models at the opening ceremony.
In three years, Ji Qianchen has been famous in French fashion industry. In three years, she has laid her foundation with her own strength.
Ch brand has moved from a national level to an international level.
One of the main styles of this autumn fashion week is designed by Ji Qianchen.
The red carpet takes about three hours.
International famous models and all kinds of stars have come from all over the world to rub the red carpet.
On both sides of the red carpet, there are many terrible cameras.
The flickering flash kept flickering.
A limited edition Lincoln limousine inlaid with Phnom Penh drove slowly into the red carpet entrance from a distance.
Cameras turned around to capture the car arriving at the entrance.
Ling Xiaohan's position in Paris is self-evident. In just three years, he let the whole fashion industry remember his name.
A rich, handsome and resourceful Asian man.
Stamp a foot, enough to shake most of the fashion entertainment circle.
What's more, he has a happy family.
The charming designer loves his wife and a lovely son.
It was revealed earlier that Ling Xiaohan would bring his family of three to attend today's opening ceremony.
So as soon as his car came out, it was immediately eye-catching.
Lincoln stops.
Dressed in a black tuxedo and wearing a rob with gold frame glasses, I sorted out my clothes, got off the bus, opened the door for Ling Xiaohan and bowed 90 degrees. I'd like to invite Ling Yichen, three of them, to get off the bus.
A pair of large long legs took the lead in stepping out of the Lincoln car.
Then, a tall and Handsome Asian man walked out of the door.
There was an exclamation at the scene.
His white skin and perfect facial features are like walking sculptures.
Next.
Ling Xiaohan reaches out his hand and holds a soft little hand.
Ling Yichen in a black suit jumped out of the car bravely.
Ling Yichen's facial features are similar to Ling Xiaohan's, as if they are his miniaturized version, but the difference is that Ling Yichen's face is a little more soft and childish, not as cold as Ling Xiaohan's.
Finally, Ji Qianchen, wearing a long white dress, took the bag and the hand handed by Ling Xiaohan and walked out of the car.
A family of three officially appeared in front of the media public.
Click click click.
Seeing so many cameras, Ling Yichen still keeps smiling at all times. Occasionally, he tries his best to show himself in front of the camera with a pair of scissors.
Ji Qianchen looks down at Ling Yichen, with a bright smile on his face. "Husband, your son looks suitable to be a star or a model when he grows up. Look at the outstanding performance. "
"Don't want to be in the entertainment business."
Ling Xiaohan put Ji Qianchen's fantasy back to reality.
How nice to be a star. There are so many people chasing.
"Let's go, Yichen, and take mom and dad's hand."
Big hand holding small hand, a family of three slowly walk on the red carpet.
A family of three with a high value is the most eye-catching fashion week this year.
Then.
Mubei, who has successfully become a famous model in France, and Mujia's position in France, also attracted the attention of many media once arriving at the red carpet.
Dressed in a silver suit, he stepped on the red carpet with a charming smile.
As soon as I stepped off the red carpet, a large number of reporters surrounded me.
"Mr. Ling, Mrs. Ling, what are the new expectations for this year's fashion week?"
The reporters are all in French.
Now Ji Qianchen can speak French as his native language.
Facing the camera, she calmly replied in French, "in fact, this year, new clothes are very good, I hope this fashion week can influence the trend of the next year."
The reporter nodded his head with satisfaction, then handed the microphone to Ling Xiaohan, "what do you think of Ling?""I agree with my wife."
Ling Xiaohan's words caused a scream in the press circle, "Ling always seems to be really satisfied with his wife. I want to ask you how they have maintained such a good relationship after years of marriage."
Ling Xiao and Ji Qianchen smile at each other.
Ji Qianchen touched Ling Yichen's head and replied with a smile, "maybe he has a son?"
Ling Xiaohan screams inside.
Obviously, having a son hinders their emotional development. What nonsense is this woman talking about.
Finally, the reporter shifted the focus of the interview to Ling Yichen, who was standing between the two husband and wife cleverly.
"Master Ling, do you like more father or more mother?"
With fluent French, the reporter threw a very common question to Ling Yichen.
Ling Xiaohan glanced at the little guy.
That's to say, this guy must answer her mother.
Ling Yichen thought for a while and smiled at the camera, "Daddy, Mommy all like it."
"Ha ha, it's really a sensible good child. Let's ask you another question. If daddy and Mommy fall into the water at the same time one day, which one will you save first?" The reporter saw that the question just now failed to defeat Ling Yichen, who has a high EQ, so he changed his way of asking.
Ji Qianchen on the other side is so ashamed.
How can this foreign reporter like such a difficult person as the domestic reporter.
It's still a four-year-old who's making trouble.
Ling Yichen blinks a pair of big round eyes in front of the camera, looks at Ling Xiaohan for a while, Ji Qianchen for a while, and finally turns to the camera, "I can't help it."
"Ah Why? "
The reporter was surprised that such a clever child could not say such cruel and merciless words.
"Mommy can't swim. Daddy can. Yechen can swim. But yechen can't help Mommy. If yechen falls in, Mommy will be sad. So, also Chen stays over there, refuels for daddy, daddy will save Mommy
Ling Yichen's powerful logic completely overwhelmed those journalists.
"Master Ling is really smart, and President Ling has a good education?"
"I'm flattered. Let's get here first. We need to enter." Ji Qianchen smiles proudly and takes Ling Yichen's small hand to enter.
Lingxiao's cold face behind him is also full of happy smile.
With this wife and children, this life is enough.