Chapter 709： don't get your hopes up

Chapter 709 Don't hold out too much hope

Su Heng glanced at Lin Feifei coldly, and finally put his eyes on the gate with a sullen expression.

"Oh, alright, alright, there is no direct conflict between the Su family and them. Let's talk about Qianrou's award ceremony in a few days. After that, we will develop our own and not meet each other. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, when the time comes, Su They are also something they can't climb high."

Yang Liwei came out to smooth the game at this time, but she still put all her expectations on Shen Qianrou.

Hearing this, several people present also thought it was the same thing, and hurriedly agreed.

"So, Qianrou is indeed a lucky star."

Jiang Rongrong's complexion slightly improved, but there was still a fog in her heart that couldn't be cleared.

Shen Qianrou smiled slightly, walked to Su Heng and took his arm.

Su Heng's eyes flashed, he withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Shen Qianrou, who was smiling at him, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on Junyi's face.

When the group surrounded Shen Qianrou and approached the living room, the phone was ringing in the living room.

"Yo, whose phone is this?"

Because almost all the ringtones of mobile phones are now the default ringtones, they all sound familiar, so they spread out to find their own mobile phones.

"be mine."

Shen Qian softly said, the white mobile phone in his hand was ringing.

"It's almost nine o'clock, who is the admirer? Tell him, let him die..."

There were joking elders teasing, Shen Qianrou smiled and put her finger to her mouth and made a silent motion, "It's an overseas call."

"Oh...is there any news from the competition team?"

Shen Qianrou nodded, "It should be."

After that, she answered the phone. -

Shen Fanxing put away the phone, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes, but it dissipated for a moment, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"A message from the competition organizer?"

Bo Jingchuan sat there indifferently, a pair of straight and slender legs wrapped in suit pants elegantly folded together, holding a black tablet in his hand, looking attentive, not knowing what he was studying, he didn't even raise his head while speaking. .

"Well. The award ceremony is decided to be held at the Château de Fontainebleau. The level has been improved a lot, and the way of entering the venue is very special."

Shen Fanxing thought about it and felt that there were many accidents this year.

"Huh? What's so special?"

"After entering the venue, you can take off your coat and give out masks after being prompted. It should be similar to a mask dance. It feels quite mysterious." Shen Fanxing recalled that Princess Matilda had told him when she was in Provence, and she would give her a A special awards ceremony. Could it be that she arranged this banquet similar to a masked dance?

Hearing this, Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes narrowed, he thought deeply for two seconds, and then the corners of his lips evoked a slight arc.

"Yes, it suits you."

"what?"

"It fits your style of doing things in the perfume world."

Shen Fanxing frowned, somewhat unclear.

What is her style in the perfume industry?

Shen Fanxing couldn't understand it anymore. After a few seconds of silence in the carriage, Bo Jingchuan suddenly said, "What is the theme of your work this time?"

"Hmm... a new life. Firebird."

"Um."

…

followed by a long silence.

Shen Fanxing blinked, what does "um" mean.

"What are you asking this for?"

Bo Jingchuan held a stylus between his two well-knotted fingers, sliding and clicking on the tablet from time to time.

"The work is amazing in the world, I am naturally more prominent than this work."

Shen Fanxing listened to Bo Jingchuan, moved his body towards him, and glanced at the tablet in his hand.

However, the interface displayed was actually his own half-turned painting.

Looking at the silhouette, it was obviously a long skirt.

Shen Fanxingxing's eyes flashed with deep surprise, and looked up at Bo Jingchuan in disbelief.

"You...isn't the dress you want to wear for me?"

Shen Fanxing stared at him closely. The dim light in the car was very dim, and the light from the tablet computer was particularly bright, reflecting on his angular face. Even this little light was so dazzling. Dazzling.

Afterwards, she saw with her own eyes that the delicate eyebrows on one side of him suddenly twitched slightly, and then turned around.

The shimmering light outlines a deep and perfect contour curve, a high nose bridge, and a thin and sharp lip line, which are instantly presented in front of her at close range.

Although I should have gotten used to this face before, I was still shocked.

She was dazed for a moment, and she blinked her eyes twice, and then blushed slightly by the warm smile on his face.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

Shen Fanxing shook her head, she just trusted him too much.

Once it is what he has to do, it must be the best, right?

"I just can't think of it, can you even do this kind of... clothing design?"

Bo Jingchuan smiled and said nothing.

Yu Song, who had been driving in the front, continued with a smile, "Don't say it's Miss Fanxing, even I, who have been with my husband for so many years, don't know anything that my husband can't."

"Yeah, I think so too." Shen Fanxing nodded, as she thought she was right.

Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows with a light smile and glanced at Yu Song, then lowered his eyes and continued the movements in his hands.

Shen Fanxing put his eyes on the tablet in Bo Jingchuan's hand again, because it was just the outline of a skirt, there were no details at all, and it was just a sketch, so I couldn't see what it looked like now.

Anyway...I'm looking forward to it.

She bit her lip lightly and watched Bo Jingchuan draw stroke by stroke without blinking.

That gaze was too strong, Bo Jingchuan stopped the pen in his hand, glanced sideways at her, and then put the tablet away.

"Huh? Why don't you draw?"

Bo Jingchuan slightly hooked his lips and glanced out the car window.

"Got home."

Shen Fanxing lifted her eyes, and she saw the familiar scenery outside the car window. She had already entered the community.

"It's here." Shen Fanxing's tone and expression were full of disappointment.

Bo Jingchuan turned his head to look at her warmly, "Otherwise... sleep in the car for another night?"

One sentence, one word "re", made Shen Fanxing's face turn red, and he opened the door and got out of the car.

Bo Jingchuan chuckled softly. After Yu Song opened the door, he also got out of the car sideways.

"When will the dress be ready?" The two walked into the elevator side by side, and Shen Fanxing still couldn't forget it.

"Don't have such high expectations." Bo Jingchuan chuckled.

"why?"

"Because maybe... it won't make it in time for your awards ceremony."

Shen Fanxing frowned, "Then why are you doing it?" After thinking about it, she said again: "If you can't do it, then I won't participate in the awards ceremony?"

The appearance of    is obviously completely reckless.

The pink and white face is a bit stubborn, the eyebrows are soft, and there is a coquettish and charming look that can't be seen outside.

(end of this chapter)