Chapter 80

On the day of the opening ceremony of the Oriental fashion week, Yi Youxia put on the skirt that Xia Yuhan gave her and put on fresh and pure jelly makeup, which looks like an angel floating down from the cloud.

Xia Yuhan didn't come to meet her in person, but sent his assistant Chris.

As the master of the Asian fashion empire, Bella naturally plays the most important role in this fashion week. He is Bella's vice president and chief designer. He must have a lot to deal with.

Yangcheng Exhibition Center.

Beautiful clouds and bright stars.

Famous models and celebrities from the fashion and entertainment circles all attended.

Yi Youxia's best friend Fang Yifan is also here. Recently, her new play as a guest star is on stage, so under the arrangement of her agent Ying Jie, she comes to add a little popularity. Because he refuses the hidden rules, Fang Yifan's road in the entertainment industry is not smooth, and he has been running the Dragon suit up to now.

See Yi Youxia, she quickly welcomed the past, teasing eyes around her body: "Wow, shrimp, you can absolutely kill the audience."

"It's this dress, not me." Yi and Xia smile, like a flying butterfly light a rotation.

"Is this a new series? Why haven't I seen it?" Fang Yifan pouts her lips. She is the Royal model of Yi Youxia. Of course, she is the first one to try on her new series.

"It's not my design, it's Yuhan's design." She smiles and blushes.

There's something new!

Fang Yifan's eyes suddenly brightened: "are you dating Xia Yuhan?"

Yi Xia nodded again.

Fang Yifan said with a smile: "I thought you would be friendly with that cool ice room!"

"People who have girlfriends are very hot now." Yi Xia turns her lips again. She hasn't seen Rong Zhenye for nearly a week. He's just like the world has evaporated. Not only has he lost his voice, but he hasn't even sent a text message or a phone call. Has he returned to Longcheng?

Think of here, there is a trace of depression in my heart.

Anyway, it's also a couple. It's fate to meet the vast crowd, and she helps him wash clothes, clean up the room, and cook for him. He's so kind to him, but he's unfeeling and indifferent, and he doesn't even have any feelings for her.

I'm so depressed.

But after a while, I feel like I'm in a muddle.

They are not real couples, or drunk and do a ridiculous thing, no, it should be two things, one is registration, the other is bridal chamber.

No feelings, no fetters, Hello, I am good, Hello everyone.

In her mind wandering, Fang Yifan's voice came from the side: "your roommate also came, next to that is his girlfriend?"

She was shocked and raised her head. Looking in the direction of her fingers, Rong Zhenye and Qin Xuelu walked in side by side.

Qin Xuelu's arm was in his arm, and her manner was very intimate.

It seems that these days, he and Qin Xuelu are really together. They live together for a long time. Are they reluctant to part?

Forget about her legal right. No, it's out of the Galaxy!

She is still worried about him!

The depression in her heart deepened, and there was some inexplicable anger.

Her fist clenched slightly, almost subconsciously, and she went over: "Hi, Xiao Ye, long time no see, you are more and more energetic and radiant!" The tone was sour, like it had been stirred in lemon juice.

Rong Zhenye looks at her, expressionless and indifferent, as if she were a stranger.

In fact, he came because she was there.

Yesterday, Qin Xuelu called and wanted him to accompany him to the opening ceremony of fashion week. Rong Zhenye is very reluctant to participate in such public activities, but he is not worried about being recognized.

The future successor of the Rong family has always been mysterious and low-key. He will never appear in the public media and will never allow the media to publish a photo. Even business week interviews have only names and no photos.

Therefore, apart from the friends who are very well-known in the celebrity circle, we all know Rong Zhenye's name but not his person.

However, the name alone is enough to make black and white panic.

He is worried about the camera "accidental injury", put him in the lens, and then accidentally be seen by someone.

However, thinking of Xia Yuhan to take Yi and Xia to participate, he agreed without hesitation. It won't be live this time, and paparazzi are all concerned about stars and models, and they won't turn the spotlight to him. At that time, he should be more careful to avoid being "accidentally injured" by the magnesium lamp.

His surface indifference, let Yi Xia gently tremble, as if by the root needle.

Even if we're going to break up, we don't have to be so cold, do we? No feelings, at least to survive a little friendship ah?

Qin Xuelu looked at her with a faint smile: "long time no see, Miss Yi, did you come alone or with Xia Shao?"

"One person." Yi and Xia don't hesitate to return. She doesn't want Qin Xuelu to say something that others misunderstand. After all, her relationship with Xia Yuhan can't be exposed.In Rong Zhenye's dark eyes, there is a glimmer of light, like a meteor.

Yi Youxia is not used to his indifference, sipping a sip of champagne, pouting: "ice gourd, you have left your key at home, when you have time to go back and get it, when I move away, you can't get in."

Rong Zhenye's mouth twitched slightly and gently opened: "I said you don't have to go." The tone is cold with the night wind.

Yi Xia wrinkled his nose again: "you don't come back. I live in such a big house. It's uncomfortable and empty. I have echoes when I speak. I still like to live in a snail's house. I can see every corner at a glance." With that, she felt a sense of resentment in her heart, and her tongue was out of control. "To tell you the truth, you and Lu Xiaoman are perfect match. They are the same people who value sex but despise friends. They don't pay attention to me at all."

Looking at the obvious anger and dissatisfaction on her face, Rong Zhenye's deep ice eyes have a little warm color that is not easy to feel. In her heart, he seems to have a sense of existence, not dispensable!

"Does it make any difference to you whether I'm here or not?" He kept his voice cold.