20. Act XX

*Clover Cosmetics Launch, 8 a.m.

It was the first time that Yuan Ziwen had seen such a shocking show.

European-style building with warm walls, spacious and bright, with high ceilings. From the staircase on the second floor, you will find a place full of greenery and colorful flowers, as if they were sparkling gems set in a large field of jadeite.

Walking into the hall, it is a flower wall that is layered and arranged in turn, thousands of Danxia, thousands of red embroidery. The wind blew in through the window lattice, and the whole hall was filled with brilliant waves, and the rich fragrance of wine splashed in the air, making people drunk.

There are also English refreshments next to the flower wall, the delicate porcelain shines with broken jade, and the camaron is like a girl's crisp breasts.

Alice in Wonderland is nothing more than that.

At this moment, there are still two hours before the opening of the press conference, and rehearsals are underway. Yan Strange stood in the middle of a group of tall models, talking to a girl.

The sun shone on half of her side, and from a distance it seemed to be beautiful, her long eyelashes fluttering up and down, and her slightly shy smile was tender like water.

Whether it is makeup or posture, it exudes the aura of a stranger, but Yuan Ziwen still recognizes her at a glance.

Fang Xuan.

"I don't know how to thank you, Moss, this show is perfect!"

Her eyes were burning as she looked at the stranger, unable to contain her excitement.

Yan Qian smiled and patted her on the shoulder, with unprecedented pampering and tenderness.

It was at this time that Yuan Ziwen knew that Clover's boss was Fang Xuan. The clothes worn by the models in this show are all designed and dressed by HauteCouture himself, and even the idea of this show is also his idea.

They sat side by side watching the rehearsals and talked softly from time to time. Yan Shu cooperated with Fang Xuan's height, lowered his head slightly and listened carefully, and used his fingers to compare back and forth, studying the way of moving.

Yuan Ziwen noticed that Fang Xuan's eyes were burning, and the whole person seemed to be a xylophone with tight strings, which was extremely devoted and focused.

The stage manager came over and asked Fang Xuan what way he wanted to take the curtain call, and the two had different opinions.

Fang Xuan's thin eyebrows frowned, "No, I think I should follow the model through the venue and express my gratitude to each guest." โ€

She spoke in an exact tone as strange as she spoke.

The stage manager was a little embarrassed, but he said that he was unfamiliar and played a round next to him, "That's it, I'll accompany you for a curtain call." โ€

After the stage manager left, Fang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, she pulled her hair back embarrassedly, "I'm too nervous, this is Clover's first press conference." โ€

She walked to the balcony and looked down, the red carpet on the first floor was already star-studded, and the snow-white flashing lights were so bright that she was almost dizzy. Fang Xuan didn't expect so many celebrities to attend today, after all, Clover is just a new brand that has been established for less than half a year, and Yan Shu has spent a lot of thought on media promotion for her.

"I'll go to the rooftop to get some air." Fang Xuan pursed her lips and walked onto the rooftop.

Yan Wei knew that she was a little stage frightened, and was just about to follow, when she suddenly saw Yuan Ziwen standing not far away.

She and he looked at each other still through the room full of aromatic and costumed models. In just one night, Yuan Ziwen felt that the distance between them had become distant, as if the kiss that had not happened was just her imagination, and there was no zร i at all.

Yan Shu's expression was the same, "Where's the wine?" โ€

The original seed was handed over, and it was a bottle of Louis XIII.

"Thank you." After Yan Wei finished speaking, he went to the rooftop and didn't look at her again.

Yuan Ziwen walked to the first floor and saw Moqiao being interviewed by reporters, all about the scandal of "Evangel". She coped with it skillfully, and the arrogance of the peacetime was like the two of them.

Everyone seems to have their own important role to play, but Yuan Zi Wen is out of step with the one here.

When the show was about to open, Yan Strange and Fang Xuan came down from the rooftop. Fang Xuan's expression was much more soothing than just now, and he said patiently, "Don't worry, everything will be smooth, and I will accompany you to the end." โ€

Fang Xuan nodded, subconsciously clenching his arm.

In the prep room on the third floor, all the models are dressed up and putting the finishing touch-ups. The stage manager took the list and called out their names one by one and checked the order of appearance.

When everyone saw Yan Shu walking in, they all showed a reassuring smile. At all times, he is the soul of the team, scolding Fang Xuan.

"Thirty seconds to go, Julia ready." The stage manager shouted.

Yan Shu stood at the door, carefully brushing off the dust for her with his white-gloved hand, and his voice was so gentle that he seemed to be saying love words, "You are the most bright and moving, believe in yourself!" The music is on, go!"

As if infected by the magic of this sentence, the model's steps become more confident and elegant.

Cameras have been installed on the flower walls and stairs, connected to four large screens in the preparation room, so that staff can see the inside of the show from different angles.

Fang Xuan stared at the screen intently, almost stopping her breath.

The show hall on the second floor was filled with guests, all of whom were amazed and praised by the fantastic design. And when the first model appeared, the audience whispered.

So beautiful.

The ingenious green bare-backed tie-dye dress resembles a mist floating in the valley. Deep sea green eye shadow, coral-colored lip gloss, outline three-dimensional and plump facial features, and look radiant. And the surrounding flower wall is like a burning ocean, dotted with flowing pills, and the clouds are steaming.

Each garment is just right to match the makeup, which is natural and not overwhelming.

Yuan Ziwen naturally thought of Clover's slogan, "Every woman should be born like a summer flower." โ€

When the last model finished the catwalk, Fang Xuan shed tears of joy. The staff around her stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, and she looked at Yan Mu, almost trembling in a voice, "Thank you." โ€

Yan Wei reached out and stroked her cheek, "Don't cry, it's time for us to appear." โ€

After the photographer finished taking the photo, thirty-two models walked out together, took Fang Xuan's hand and followed behind. The whole backstage erupted in enthusiastic applause, applauding their success.

Through the big screen, Yuan Ziwen saw them holding hands like a couple, smiling amid the cheers of countless guests and media. Fang Xuan's cheeks flushed, making her look like a golden daisy, bathed in the dazzling sun.

A match made in heaven, such a match.

At that moment, Yuan Ziwen knew that Fang Xuan was here again.

Her existence is always like a mirror, reflecting her own humbleness, wolf bรจi and misfortune very clearly. This is true at the age of seven, and it is also true at the age of fifteen. And now, the scorching brilliance flickering on her body made the original seed Wen unable to open his eyes, as if he had been before.

Her little cousin has finally grown up, and she herself is still the same.

The original seed warmly picked up a camellia that had fallen to the ground, like washed rouge. A qiฤ“ sound around her disappeared from her ears like the water at low tide. A thousand memories of the past came flooding up, and my heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton wool.

She gathered her palms and crushed the camellia little by little, dyeing her hands red as if blood.

She heard a voice sound viciously: Fang Xuan, why are you coming back?

This show was an unprecedented success, and few people may have heard of this brand before, but from now on, the entire fashion circle will know Clover and Fang Xuan.

After the press conference, Fang Xuan went to the door to shake hands with the guests, and Yan Shu stood next to her, quietly acting as a foil.

Journalists rushed to them.

"Miss Fang, may I ask what is your relationship with President Yan?"

Fang Xuan smiled like a flower, raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Shu, "We are good friends." โ€

Yuan Ziwen listened intermittently beside him, only to know that Fang Xuan and Yan met in the United States. Their relationship is also a teacher and a friend, and when they heard that she wanted to return to China to develop their own brand, they paved the way for her Tower Bridge, and there was a huge applause today.

An uninteresting reporter asked: "Miss Fang is the daughter of Mr. Yuan, the chairman of Shending Group, President Yan is so close to her, I'm afraid it's not just a friend, right?" โ€

His question quickly led to other people's speculation, "Recently, many brands have terminated their contracts with "Evangel", and the president wants to tell everyone that "Evangel" already has a new backer of Shending Group. โ€

Before they could answer, Mojo walked over, "I'm sorry reporters, but today's protagonist is Clover, and I've already talked to you a lot about Evangel before the press conference. โ€

Fang Xuan was a little overwhelmed, and whispered in her ear, "Let's go." โ€

The two ignored the reporter's questions and walked out of the show. Yan Shu always protects Fang Xuan with his body, like a conscientious flower messenger.

Yuan Ziwen was originally standing on the red carpet at the door waiting for a strange word, but he didn't expect Fang Xuan to come out with him. She panicked inexplicably for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to hide. She didn't know if she looked flawless at the moment, or if she was dressed elegantly and decently.

She was scared.

When she was a student, she could still use her bluff popularity and lawless personality to pose in front of Fang Xuan. But now? What else is stronger about her original seed temperature than Fang Xuan?

As if she had a soul, Fang Xuan's gaze swept over like a spotlight, taking in the temperature of the original seeds not far away. Her face bloomed with unparalleled surprise, not pretending, she was such an easily excited girl since she was a child.

"Cousin!" She let go of her unfamiliar hand and flew over like a bird.

Can't hide.

Before she could get closer to her, she adjusted her stiff expression and smiled a rather gratifying smile.

"Fang Xuan."

The two hugged each other in full view of everyone, and Yuan Ziwen could feel Fang Xuan's body trembling slightly.

"I haven't seen you in seven years, I miss you so much."

But I don't miss you at all.

Yuan Ziwen said with concern: "When did you return to China, why didn't you tell me?" Mr. Hara, do they know? โ€

Fang Xuan shook her head, "I only came back last week, and no one told me because Moss said ......"

"I want to surprise you after a long absence." Yan Shu interrupted Fang Xuan's words and said lightly.

Yuan Ziwen glanced at him, and she vaguely sensed that he seemed to be hiding something.

Fang Xuan wanted to stay and clean up the show with the staff, so she asked Yan Strange to go back first.

"It's okay, Yuan Ziwen, you stay with Fang Xuan, and we will meet at the hotel later."

Yuan Ziwen wanted to refuse, but couldn't find a reasonable excuse. However, Fang Xuan was very pleased, and she could use this time to gossip with her cousin.

Yuan Ziwen stood in the corner of the show, watching Fang Xuan methodically directing everyone to work. She has indeed changed a lot over the years, and she is no longer the little girl who is so shy that she blushes even when she answers questions in class.

is worthy of being an apprentice taught by a stranger, and he is really good at doing things.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Fang Xuan finished work and walked over.

"I'll take you to the hotel." The original seed is warm and tolerant.

As soon as the two went out, they saw a taxi parked there, and when they got into the car, the driver quickly started the engine.

Along the way, Yuan Ziwen looked out the window absentmindedly until Fang Xuan's words rang in his ears.

"Cousin, how are you doing all these years?"

"As always, what about you?" Yuan Ziwen smiled indifferently.

"At first, I was really not used to it, I felt that you were not around, and you couldn't do anything. Luckily, I met Moss and he taught me a lot. โ€

Fang Xuan fell down the stairs and spent two months in the hospital for a leg injury before fully recovering, Ju Yanqian ordered her not to see Yuan Ziwen again in the future.

She explained to her without any worries, "Don't scold your cousin anymore, your aunt and grandmother are gone, and your cousin is left alone, have you considered her feelings!" โ€

Ju Yanqian was so angry that she slapped her face, "Were you warmed by the original seeds or poured into the heat, she almost killed you, and you still said good things for her!?" โ€

Ju Yanqian could only send Fang Xuan to the United States to study, so that she could stay away from the harmful spirit of Yuan Ziwen. Fang Xuan has been pampered since she was a child, she can't even cook instant noodles, she has lived alone in a foreign country for seven years, and it is not easy to think about it.

"Actually, for so long, I wanted to say sorry to you for my mother. And I really didn't mean to hide it from you back then......"

"Don't talk about the past." Before Fang Xuan finished speaking, Yuan Ziwen interrupted her.

"Still won't you forgive me?" Fang Xuan showed a disappointed expression, "In the past seven years, you have changed your phone number, changed your address, and severed your relationship with your original family. I know it's a bit too much, but my aunt has been dead for so many years, so forget about the grievances of the previous generation. โ€

"Fang Xuan, if our roles are reversed today, do you think Ju Yanqian will forget it and let my mother go?" Yuan Ziwen sneered and shook his head, "No, she will only kill us at any cost and drive us out of the original house completely." But my mom isn't as shameless as she is, and she won't betray her family! โ€

"I know my mom is sometimes very excessive, but how to say that she is also your aunt......"

"I can't afford to climb high, I don't want to stand at the door of my original compound and be humiliated by her anymore."

That night of running barefoot on the road made Yuan Ziwen remember it vividly. She vowed that no matter what happened in the future, she would never go to her original family for help again.

"What's going on? Are you in trouble? Fang Xuan became nervous.

"It's settled." The original seed Wen didn't want to say much.

Fang Xuan leaned back on the car seat a little weakly, she didn't expect that after seven years of separation, it would be such a speculative thing to meet again.

She said, "Do you remember what I said to you before?" We are sisters for life, and as long as you are in trouble, I will do my best to help. โ€

Yuan Ziwen didn't respond, she pretended to look at her phone, but she felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Xuan changed the topic, "By the way, how about Qianjun and Li Shang, are they married?" โ€

"They're separated."

To be exact, they never got together.

"How can this be ......"

"Weird, isn't it? But that's our life, and you won't wonder how we've come through these seven years. After all, Fang Xuan, we are not people of the same world, friends like us, you should not mess with it! โ€

"Cousin!" Fang Xuan gritted her teeth, her eyes were clear and compelling.

Yuan Ziwen knew that she was a little mean, but she had to say something to hit and frustrate Fang Xuan. From the first time I saw her, the world of Primordial Seed Wen was in chaos.

There was an awkward silence in the car, and neither of them spoke anymore, each looking at the scenery with heavy attention.

Suddenly, Yuan Ziwen noticed that something was wrong.

"Master driver, did you make a mistake?"

The road was not the direction leading to the hotel at all, and they had somehow moved away from the shopping street to a remote path.

The driver didn't answer, but kicked the accelerator and drove forward like crazy.

Yuan Ziwen was shocked, "Stop!" โ€

"What's wrong?" Fang Xuan hurriedly asked.

Yuan Ziwen stared at the driver's face in the rearview mirror and said sharply: "If you don't stop again, I'll call the police!" โ€

As soon as the words fell, the driver braked suddenly, and the huge elasticity almost overturned the original seed Wen and Fang Xuan who were sitting in the back seat. Their heads slammed into the front seats, and their brains went blank for a moment.

After a long time, she regained her consciousness, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the taxi parked in a deserted clearing. In front of it, two black Fords were parked, and several tall men in masks stepped out of them.

For a moment, Yuan Ziwen thought that he had walked into the set of a movie. She broke out in a cold sweat and her heart pounded.

The rear car door was opened, and two men rushed in, grabbed Fang Xuan's arm, and dragged her out.

"What are you going to do?!" Yuan Ziwen hurriedly stretched out his hand, but he didn't catch Fang Xuan.

There was a sudden chill in her neck, and a short ten-centimeter knife was pressed against her jaw. The driver's voice was deep, full of threatening murderous aura, "You'd better not move, it's not you who we want." โ€

Yuan Ziwen was shocked, the target of this group of people was Fang Xuan?!

Fang Xuan was dragged by the two people and pulled towards Ford, her voice could not be heard clearly through the closed window, and her panicked mouth should be calling for help.

Yuan Ziwen suddenly remembered something.

In her second year of junior high school, she was madly obsessed with Anjialu, and every day she stuffed letters full of long poems into his desk. She wanted to use the pressure of public opinion to occupy the high ground of love, and confidently captured the towering bunker of Anjialu. Unfortunately, before the revolution succeeded, the letters were taken by other boys and read aloud in the corridor, attracting onlookers from all over the grade.

The original seed was furious, and it was not good to attack in front of so many people. Who knew that Fang Xuan rushed out with a bucket of water, and splashed her hand on the boys. The classmates were all scared silly at the time, let alone angry, Fang Xuan usually stammered when talking to boys.

The girl's face turned pale with anger, "I don't allow you to talk about my cousin!" โ€

All along, no matter how Yuan Ziwen hurt her and isolated her, Fang Xuan never minded. As she herself said, "We are sisters for life." โ€

Primordial Seed's eyes turned red, and a handful of ash fell in his throat.

At this moment, she saw Fang Xuan as if she had bitten a man's arm. The man was so angry that he raised his hand to give her a slap in the face. Fang Xuan took the opportunity to raise her leg and kick him on the knee, broke free from the restraint of another person, and ran out.

But before she could run far, she was chased and intercepted by others. She walked unsteadily in her high heels, fell on the hard dirt, and struggled several times without getting up.

The man she kicked caught up with an extra machete in his hand.

Yuan Ziwen suddenly raised his hand to open the car door, and the moment he turned around, he only felt a tingling pain in his neck, and blood flowed down, but the injury was not deep. Her movements were so sudden, the driver didn't expect her to be so bold, and there was no time to stop her.

Yuan Ziwen frantically pounced, and a second before the machete fell, he was strong enough to block in front of Fang Xuan.

A cold light flashed in front of her eyes, and she subconsciously waved her hand to block it. Listening only to the sound of metal embedded in the flesh, large expanses of warm blood trickled down his wrists and smashed on the ground.

"Cousin!" Fang Xuan shouted with a crying voice.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the original seed Wen.

She actually caught the machete with her bare hands!

The sharp blade was sunk in the snow-white palm, the original seed was full of fierce light, and the dark eyes seemed to be a bottomless ancient well, and it seemed to be burning with clusters of terrifying phosphorus fire. She didn't seem to realize the pain, she just stared at everyone motionlessly, and her cold and fierce aura made the group of men tremble down their backs.

"Where are you taking my sister?" She asked through gritted teeth.

The two men standing in front of her winked at each other, and one of them said, "Little girl, we don't want to hurt anyone. You go back and tell the original surname, prepare five million cash before ten o'clock tonight, and we will guarantee that Miss Fang is fine. โ€

"Why should I trust you?"

The man sneered, "I advise you to be obedient, do you think you can save your sister by yourself?" โ€

Raw Seed Wen looked around and knew that he was in a clear vulnerable. Fang Xuan staggered up from the ground and grabbed her arm, "Their goal is me, you don't care about me!" โ€

"Fang Xuan......"

Fang Xuan saw her thoughts and whispered something that made the original seed warm and heartbroken.

"Whether I can come back or not, don't blame yourself."

Yuan Ziwen watched as Fang Xuan followed the group of men into the car. Before leaving, they also said: "Don't think about calling the police, you bring the money alone!" โ€

A sharp pain that pierced the heart and bones spread from the palm of his hand, and as the blood spread throughout his body, the original seed temperature almost fainted. She knelt on the ground for a long time, and finally puffed up her last breath, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and dialed an unfamiliar number.