"Oba..." Freya's voice came again.
Still staring at Myra, Kian asked, "Is that okay?"
Myra nodded.
He lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "See you tomorrow."
After saying that, he let go of her, turned around and walked to Evelyn, who was standing aside and looking at them. "Miss Jian, please take care of her for me first."
After the Maybach drove away, Evelyn walked to Myra in surprise. "He kissed you in front of Freya!"
Myra kept silent, but she had a mixed feeling in her heart. Yes, he was so intimate with her in front of Freya, but Freya didn't show much concern.
It seemed that the relationship between him and Freya was not what they thought...
Myra found that she was a little happy at the moment.
The two then went to a Japanese restaurant nearby. Evelyn ordered a table of seafood dishes.
Freya agreed the magazine where Evelyn worked to use her silk scarf. The premise was that from the matching plan to the film, it must be checked by her, and even the style of the whole magazine must be in accordance with her requirements.
Although they were greatly restricted, the editor in chief was still very happy when Evelyn reported on the phone. He asked Evelyn to communicate with Freya about the specific matters.
This time, their magazine, Rickey had finally defeated Karrie Magazine.
Evelyn was also very happy. Not only did she finish her task, but she also had the chance to work with the designer who was in the limelight. This person was Freya. It was more difficult to have such a chance.
But at this moment, she suppressed her excitement. She took a look at Myra, who was sitting opposite to her, thoughtfully. She poured her a glass of plum wine and said carefully, "What are you thinking about?"
Myra picked up the cup, thought for a moment, and drank it up. "I don't remember what I said to him last night."
Evelyn pouted and filled her glass again. "Is it important?"
"Doesn't it matter?" Myra drank it up again. I'm sure I've never seen him before, but he has my phone number."
"Why i
s it strange to have your phone number? Maybe he used your phone to call him when you were asleep last night?"
Myra rolled her eyes at her and said, "My phone has a password, and he is not that kind of person who sneaks around."
Evelyn shrugged and said, "Maybe he got it from someone else."
She continued to pour wine for Myra. "I don't think it matters what you said to him. What matters is... Do you like him?"
As soon as Myra raised her glass, she heard her ask if she liked Kian. She paused for a moment, thought about it seriously and said, "Yes, I like him. I like him because he is good-looking."
Evelyn rolled her eyes. She was not blind.
Although she had been in the fashion circle for a long time and had seen a lot of amorous male models, she had to admit that Kian's appearance was absolutely the best among the top male models.
However, his good face and figure didn't mean that he was suitable for a relationship!
For example, some male models, relying on their handsome appearance, were extremely bad tempered and raised their noses and eyes at others...
She got angry at the thought of it! She had to make sure that her best friend was not fooled by the man's face.
So she asked, "What else?"
"Good manners."
Graceful... That could also be trained.
"What else?"
"Nothing else."
Evelyn frowned and asked in disbelief, "So you only like this appearance now?"
"Yes." Myra nodded as if it made sense.
Evelyn looked askance at her, "But I don't think so. If it is so simple, why do you cry?"
"When did I cry?" asked Myra with a stern look.
"Well, you are just a stubborn woman. Forget it. Come on, drink and eat."
The two of them were drinking wine and eating seafood. When they came out of the Japanese restaurant, they were slightly drunk.
After returning to Evelyn's apartment, she simply freshened up and fell asleep.
After a romantic dream, it was already the second half of the night when Myra woke up.
She suddenly sat up from the bed, stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "I remember it!"