When the meeting was about to begin, Ning Yu was wearing a high-end custom silk soft dress, and she walked from the door.

"Hello Miss Ning. ”

"Miss Ning, you're here. ”

Ning Yu nodded arrogantly, enjoying everyone's attention very much.

Wherever Fu Ting goes, he is the focus of the crowd. Ning Yu easily found Fu Ting, and slowly walked over with the hem of his skirt, "Ting." ”

Fu Ting, who was surrounded by the crowd, turned sideways slightly, and said with an expressionless face, "It's here." ”

Ning Yu hugged Fu Ting's arm very naturally and affectionately, "Ting, I heard that you invited an internationally renowned designer to come over and comment, can you introduce me to you later?"

A company CEO quipped: "Even if Mr. Fu doesn't introduce him to others, he will be the first to introduce him to Miss Ning." ”

Someone on the side chimed in, "That's it, who made Miss Ning Mr. Fu's girlfriend." ”

The person who had just joked with Fu Ting asked again: "Mr. Fu, you and Miss Ning have also been dating for several years, when will you have a happy event?"

Ning Yu smiled shyly and snuggled in Fu Ting's arms, waiting for his answer.

Fu Ting didn't seem to hear it, "The meeting is about to start, everyone can take a break." ”

Everyone looked at each other, Ning Yu's face was not good-looking, and her little face was red and white.

At nine o'clock, the designer meeting started on time.

In the early design competition, Fu Shi found several potential designers.

At this designer meeting, several designers focusing on Ning Wan were pushed to the public and the media, and international senior designers were invited to comment.

The host said enthusiastic Peng Bai and invited Ning Wan and other designers to the stage.

Ning Wan had already put on the prepared slim-fitting cheongsam-style dress, stood below and waited, and when she heard her name called, she immediately lifted her skirt and walked forward.

Fu Ting in the audience frowned slowly, this was not the dress he prepared for Ning Wan.

When standing on the stage, Ning Wan tensed her nerves.

I don't know if it's because the clothes are too tight or because she is too nervous, she feels itchy all over her body, especially the part of the clothes that touches the skin, which is particularly uncomfortable.

"This is Miss Ning Wan, the new designer of our Fu Design Department, four years ago, Designer Ning was an exchange student ......" The host elaborated on Ning Wan's experience in recent years.

Before the host could finish speaking, a woman stood in the audience and said loudly, "You seem to have overlooked one thing, right?"

Everyone looked at the woman one after another, the woman's face was very unfamiliar, Fu Ting frowned and looked at He Shaolin, "It's solved." ”

Someone in the audience whispered, "What does this woman mean by this?"

"I think everyone is very curious, the school where Designer Ning works cooperates with country M, and the study period of exchange students is two years, why did Designer Ning come back after four years of study? Why was he suddenly promoted from a small intern to a designer?"

Ning Yu in the crowd looked at the woman, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Four men in black appeared and grabbed the woman's shoulders.

"Why are you arresting me?"

The newspapers and media on the side took their cameras and took pictures and videos in this direction.

Several reporters surrounded Fu Ting, "Mr. Fu, what's the matter with this woman, why did you take her away?"

Fu Ting looked at him with a cold look, and the reporter couldn't help but bow his head.

He Shaolin stood beside Fu Ting and said lightly: "I heard that this woman is ...... here" He pointed to his braincase, "There is a problem, if you want to hear what she says, we can let you interview you later." ”

"No wonder you want to take people away, it turns out to be a psychopath. ”

Ning Yu watched the woman being taken away, and an angry fire appeared in her eyes.

After solving this problem, the host said: "There was a little accident just now, but it doesn't stop us. Designer Ning, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, you can introduce yourself. ”

"Hello everyone, I'm Ning Wan, it's a pleasure to meet you. Ning Wan suppressed the discomfort of her body and looked at everyone with a decent smile.

The host kept smiling throughout the whole process, "Now, please ask Designer Ning to explain her design concept to us, everyone is welcome." ”

Ning Wan was about to speak with the microphone, but she felt more itchy on her body, which made her can't help but want to scratch it.

"Miss Ning, what's wrong with you?" the host asked softly as he brought the microphone to the side.

"I, I feel so itchy......" Ning Wan put her hands behind her back and scratched them to relieve the discomfort on her body.

The host whispered again: "Insist on the meeting, and it will be over in a while." ”

"Okay......" Ning Wan held the microphone and shook her body awkwardly, "Everyone, please follow me." ”

At the same time as the lights dimmed, a spotlight appeared, and a woman in an organza dress walked out of it and stood beside Ning Wan.

It's so itchy, itchy, it's almost crazy, what should I do?

Ning Wan kept smiling while trying to explain, feeling that her body had reached the extreme of patience.

There were a total of seven sets of clothes, Ning Wan gritted her teeth and insisted on the third set of clothes, feeling that her body was crawling with insects, which seemed to be able to consume people's minds and make people crazy.

Ning Wan couldn't bear it, her hands were scratching around on her body, it was better to ...... than to be embarrassed on stage.

The host was completely dumbfounded when he saw Ning Wan throw the microphone to himself, "Designer Ning, where are you going?"

"I, I'm so itchy......"

Su Ningran, wearing white wide-legged pants and a suit, walked onto the stage with an aura that could not be ignored, and took away the microphone in Ning Wan's hand, "I am Su Ningran, the director of Fu's design department, and now I will introduce the fourth set of dresses to you." ”

"What is Fu going to do? Why did he suddenly change people?"

"yes, what about that Ning designer, why is it gone?"

……

Ning Wan bent down and looked for the bathroom while tickling.

A figure rushed over, holding Ning Wan's small wrist tightly with his big hand, and his voice was low and cold, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Fu Ting, Ning Wan seemed to see a life-saving straw, "My dress has been sprinkled with itchy powder, and my whole body is uncomfortable, where is there a place to take a bath?"

"Tickle powder?" Fu Ting muttered to himself, pulling Ning Wan into an elevator.

Ning Wan followed Fu Ting to a room and found the bathroom, and she immediately rushed in.

Fu Ting stood outside the door, thoughtful, "How do you know it's itchy powder?"

"When I was in high school, Ning Yu pleaded to me. At that time, Ning Wan came into contact with this kind of thing for the first time, and thought that she had a skin disease, so she didn't dare to find Ning Tianhao, nor did she dare to find other people to cry about, she was tortured by itchy powder for an afternoon, and she took a shower at night and suddenly became fine.

Fu Ting lowered his eyes, but he didn't expect to see a pair of slender calves under the glass door.

This glass door, the middle part is frosted glass, the upper and lower ends are transparent, under the glass door, Ning Wan's beautiful calves and white toes are clearly visible.

When he raised his eyes, Fu Ting saw half of his back soaked with water, his heart was beating like thunder, his body was stiff, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Cold water was poured down from top to bottom, the itching sensation on her body disappeared, and Ning Wan was also a lot more sober.

Seeing Fu Ting outside the glass door, she shrank in her heart and hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu, can you avoid it?"

"Your hand ......"

Ning Wan was flattered by the big boss's memory of her hand injury, and she was a little intoxicated when she thought of the night when she watched the fireworks.

"My hands are fine, I can wash them myself. ”

Fu Ting left, and the door to the room was closed.

When Ning Wan came out wrapped in a bath towel, Fu Ting didn't know when he came back.