Chapter 258： Chasing Husband Crematorium 13┃He Ming's Chasing Husband Crematorium

On the day of the Magic Feather press conference, major fashion media gathered outside the venue, waiting for the guests to dress up.

The celebrities who were invited came to the red carpet one after another in luxury cars. Zhuang Li, who was not a celebrity, avoided everyone and entered the VIP channel in a low-key manner.

When he came to his seat, he saw Shao Hui wearing a high-definition dress.

The two brothers and sisters were sitting one by one standing, looking at each other.

7480 laughed hilariously: "surprise! Master, I reserved this seat for you on purpose, are you surprised?" When it hacked into the guest list, it saw Shao Hui's name, so it immediately placed the host next to the other party.

Zhuang Li hooked his lips, and his voice was pleasant: "Your arrangement won my heart."

7480 said excitedly, "Master, there is a big surprise behind!"

"Oh, Shao Hui sits on my right, and He Ming sits on my left?" Zhuang Li guessed.

7480: "...Bah, boring!"

However, Zhuang Li chuckled a few times and said sincerely, "You did a great job."

7480 immediately cheered up, rolled on the spot for two, and then lay down directly. After being requisitioned by the host as child labor, it understands the joy of eating soft rice.

Zhuang Li looked Shao Hui up and down, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did this dress come from?"

Shao Hui's palms were sweating nervously, and she forced a smile: "You can buy fake dresses online for a few hundred yuan." She didn't want her family to know that she made money outside.

Her achievements are still far from surpassing Zhuang Li, and she is just humiliating herself.

However, what she didn't know was that Zhuang Li had already emptied all her savings over the years and burned it. Even if she said it, the money would no longer exist.

She wanted to steal everything from Zhuang Li, and Zhuang Li destroyed everything behind her back, making her disguise completely overlap with reality. When she learned the truth, she was still who she was in her previous life, with nothing and a complete failure.

Zhuang Li stretched out his slender fingertips and lifted the tulle hanging from Shao Hui's waist, and said with interest, "How can such a good fabric be a cottage?"

Shao Hui somehow felt an unprecedented nervousness. When she was racking her brains about how to explain, Zhuang Li had already sat down and asked in a sloppy tone, "Why do you have an invitation letter?"

The cold sweat on Shao Hui's forehead burst out. The first problem has not been solved, and the second problem has come again.

Zhuang Li clearly has a lazy and relaxed attitude, but it brings her extremely heavy pressure. She put her hands together and said with a stiff smile, "I asked Big Brother Xiao to come. Although the two of you broke up, he and I are still friends. Big brother, you won't allow me to be friends with him, right?"

The last sentence is actually a test. She wanted to see if Zhuang Li still had feelings for Xiao Yiheng. During the more than ten days of divorce at home, he did not mention Xiao Yiheng in a word. Could it be that this time he was really hurt by Xiao Yiheng's heartlessness and gave up completely?

Shao Hui felt a little uncomfortable. She hoped that Zhuang Li could always love Xiao Yiheng, so that she could get the pleasure of possessing Xiao Yiheng.

"I won't allow it." Zhuang Li said coldly.

"Why?" Shao Hui asked in a raised voice, excitement hidden in his pupils.

She is like a great white shark, as long as she smells a tinge of blood on Zhuang Li's body, as if she was injured, she will immediately pounce and tear the wound.

"Because he's going to jail soon, how can you be friends with a prisoner of labor reform?" Zhuang Li stared at the runway where staff were constantly walking around, a strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

Shao Hui was stunned.

At this moment, He Ming quietly came behind the two of them, and when he heard these words, his heart trembled slightly.

One of his guesses is becoming clearer.

"Have you come yet?" Zhuang Li said without turning his head.

He Ming, who was already timid, hurriedly went around to the front row and sat down beside Zhuang Li obediently. He was taller than 190 cm, but when he got to Zhuang Li, he automatically became shorter.

He took off his wool coat and draped it over Zhuang Li's shoulders, his deep voice was cautious: "The heating seems to have just turned on, and the temperature hasn't risen yet. Put it on first, and return it to me when it's hot."

Shao Hui, who was only wearing a long tulle dress: "..." Dog man, can't you see such a big living person like me?

The warm coat wrapped Zhuang Li, giving him a full sense of security. A familiar scent of cologne slowly emanated from the thick fabric, like the cold wind with frost and snow and the remnants of the battlefield. Gunpowder, astringent and strong.

Ignoring that Shao Hui was sitting next to him, Zhuang Li immediately buried his face in the coat and took a deep breath. He misses the taste so much.

His nostalgia greatly eased He Ming's nervousness, and a smile finally appeared on He Ming's tightly pursed lips.

"Do you still want to smell it? My arms have always been empty for you." He Ming pointed to his heart.

He rarely said such love words, so his ears burned red. But he still mustered the courage to look deeply into Zhuang Li's eyes, and every inch of his face was written with a line of words - I'm waiting for you, I still love you.

His dark eyes showed a trace of water in the light, and eager eagerness circulated in his iris. Such a powerful man was as fragile as a child in front of Zhuang Li, as if Zhuang Li's refusal could make him cry.

Shao Hui hid her hands in her fluffy skirt and clenched her fists tightly. She is so jealous of Zhuang Li! He Ming's deep love for Zhuang Li can be felt even by the blind.

Did this man fall for Zhuang Li's evil? If it wasn't for Zhuang Li's betrayal, there wouldn't be this press conference, and he was still at the press conference begging for Zhuang Li to go back? Is his brain broken?

When Shao Hui was secretly angry, Zhuang Li pointed to the runway and said lightly, "Let's watch the show first, we'll talk about it later."

All the light in He Ming's eyes went out. He followed Zhuang Li's fingertips towards the runway, his soft face became extremely stiff. He blinked very fast, because it allowed the water vapor condensed in his pupils to evaporate in a very short time.

If not in public, he might cry.

7480: "It's too pitiful! The gods are really too pitiful! So now it's his turn to chase her husband's crematorium, right?"

Zhuang Li rested his cheek with one hand and hooked the corner of his lips with a half-smile.

7480 sighed sincerely: "Master, you are really a scumbag. You have to make up for this loss."

While speaking, the guests in the venue were already seated one after another. Due to He Ming's interruption, Shao Hui had forgotten to ask Zhuang Li why he said Xiao Yiheng was going to jail. She raised her head and waited with excitement.

She was reborn with the memories of her previous life, so she knew that Huan Yu would create a sales myth. It is precisely because of the research and development of Magic Feather that He Ming's company has become a leader in the international textile industry in just a few years.

After He Ming made his fortune, he bought a huge port overseas to park his company's ocean-going freighters, and bought a vast land to grow cotton, flax and other textile crops.

Compared with He Ming, those rich people who bought luxury houses, luxury cars, and private jets were all weaker than He Ming. No one can estimate He Ming's assets because he is so rich.

Now, Huan Yu has been acquired by Shao Hui, which also means that the wealth that He Ming had in his previous life will be owned by Shao Hui in this life.

Thinking of this, Shao Hui's breathing became a little heavier.

Zhuang Li gave her a sideways glance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

He Ming didn't even look at the runway, his eyes were fixed on Zhuang Li's wrist.

The lights around it dimmed, and the runway became the only place to shine. The internationally renowned designer Carl and Xiao Yiheng came out together, and announced the start of the big show with a few opening remarks.

Xiao Yiheng's dark circles under his eyes are heavy, his cheeks are slightly sunken, and his whole person looks sluggish. Today should be his most glorious moment, but he is standing here in a haggard image. His eyes swept over the guests under the stage one by one, and a polite smile appeared on his face. When he saw Zhuang Li sitting between He Ming and Shao Hui, the corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment.

But he didn't have time to think about it and was pulled down by Karl.

Models dressed in lavish gowns and lined up at the exit.

Xiao Yiheng walked to the backstage and stared at the LED screen hanging on the truss, his face was very gloomy.

"Why does Zhuang Li have an invitation letter?" Xiao Yiheng grabbed the chief director and pointed at Zhuang Li on the screen. The photographer seemed to love his handsome face so much that he gave a close-up that lasted a few seconds.

"I don't know? I didn't arrange this." The chief director asked three questions.

Xiao Yiheng was a little irritable, and he was worried that Zhuang Li would rush to the backstage to stalk him. He has no time to deal with this idiot now. But the big show had already started, with more than a dozen cameras shooting in all directions, it was impossible for him to send a few security guards to drive Zhuang Li away.

"Forget it, let him go. Sitting with He Ming can also increase the topic of our live broadcast." Xiao Yiheng said with a sneer.

He Ming's invitation letter was sent by him personally, and the purpose was nothing more than provocation. As a winner, he has the right to appreciate the bitter face of the loser.

But now, the situation is completely different from when he sent the invitation. He is not a winner, and He Ming is not a loser at all.

Therefore, the presence of He Ming not only failed to make Xiao Yiheng feel comfortable, but also made him feel like a stubborn throat.

Staring at He Ming's resolute and calm face for a long time, Xiao Yiheng had already changed his mind. If Zhuang Li could pester him in front of He Ming later, he would be happy to accept it. What he lost in the mall, he wants to get back in love.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yiheng immediately pulled Zhuang Li out of the blacklist and sent a text message: [After the press conference, you are waiting for me where I am, I want to see you. 】

He knew that no matter how much he had done before, as long as he said soft words, Zhuang Li would post it without dignity.

Zhuang Li responded in seconds, with joy in his tone: [Okay, I'll wait for you #smile#]

Xiao Yiheng curled his lips contemptuously.

At the same time, Zhuang Li used his mobile phone to invade the main control program of the studio and shut down the circulating air supply system.

The studio is full of people, everyone is consuming oxygen and spitting out carbon dioxide. After the circulating air supply system is turned off, fresh air cannot come in, and the carbon dioxide content is also rising.

But no one noticed this change, and everyone's eyes were condensed on the runway.

He Ming was tall and very close to Zhuang Li, so he lowered his eyes and saw Xiao Yiheng's text message. He watched helplessly as Zhuang Li agreed to the other party's request, his face could not help gloomy.

He didn't dare to get a haircut at Zhuang when he was angry, so he could only stare at the runway fiercely.