The Pink Party is actually an event organized by the underground of a famous bar in Paris, France. Relatively secretive and regularly organized. For Quan Feixi, it is not a secret at all.

No matter how bad it is, she also has An Jin, the helmsman, who will show her the way when she gets lost.

Quan Feixi replied: "Participating is participating, but I don't have any special impression at all." ”

Yang Yu's breath suddenly froze, as if she was a little surprised by her answer. After a moment of silence, Yang Yucai suddenly laughed in a deep voice: "It turns out that you don't remember that night at all." ”

He was really negligent, he always thought that Quan Feixi was good at disguise in this regard.

Quan Feixi still didn't hear anything wrong, and she was even more indifferent to Yang Yu's hints.

However, she still thought about it carefully, and the guests invited to the pink party are generally stars in the entertainment industry, supermodels, business celebrities or rich and powerful local tyrants. Guests at parties usually wear makeup, and even acquaintances don't recognize the appearance after makeup. It's exciting and fun enough.

That night, Kwon Meiren originally planned to meet the most mysterious and wild pink party in Parisian bars, but the assistant Ami later took her back halfway.

Ami said she couldn't find any trace of Ahn Jin. According to Kwon Meiren's idea, the ticket has been bought, and the two can return to China the next day. So this matter was left behind by Quan Feixi.

"Yang Yu, why are you asking this? Did you also participate in the Pink Party? Quan Feixi asked.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yu did not respond to her. He had long heard Quan Feixi's casualness and carelessness. If she really remembered that night, it should never have been this reaction. Could he have mistaken his guess?

Yang Yu instantly regained his coldness, and replied indifferently: "Don't think about it. ”

He seemed to be just asking casually, of course, it was impossible for Quan Feixi to detect the slightest clue.

Quan Feixi was stunned, stretched out his hand and fanned the wind unnaturally, threw himself on the car window, and smiled indifferently: "Oh, it turned out to be a joke with me." I almost scared the baby to death, I thought you were going to stalk me. ”

Yang Yu shook his head speechlessly, dropped a sentence of "take a good rest" and neatly cut off the phone.

There was a busy sound in his ears, and Quan Feixi was a little reluctant, but he still put away his mobile phone. She leaned against the window of her car, which was a bustling street full of lights. In a cramped space, if there is no bright light, she will not be able to stand it.

Fortunately, Ami was familiar with her habits and specially parked the car under the street lamp.

Fortunately, Ami was soon able to take a taxi back, and she hurried in a black jacket, wedges, and a large bag in her hand, which she had bought from the pharmacy.

"I've been waiting. Hurry up and take your medicine, go back to sleep and you'll be fine. Ami moved quickly, took out a box of pills, opened the bottle of pure water, and handed it to Quan Feixi's mouth in person.

Quan Feixi was still a little confused, and his eyes were about to be opened. But I talked to Yang Yu on the phone just now, and I feel better. She wanted to do it herself, but was stopped by Ami.

Seeing her weakness and powerlessness, Ami insisted on serving her personally. Quan Feixi did not shirk, after all, Ami has always been by her side and has a great friendship.

In fact, the job of an assistant is like this, he is always available, and he even has to work part-time as a nanny and bodyguard. Although Kwon Fei Xi has won the championship of the French model competition, in the final analysis, she is not the kind of powerful celebrity. The status of a supermodel is not enough for her to fly to the high branches and become a real operator.

It's like without An Jin, she has no one to rely on. Supermodels are just a layer of halo that looks glamorous, but in fact they are fragile.

Back at the hotel, Ami hurriedly cleaned up. She now lives with Kwon Mi-in. This suite was booked by An Jin a long time ago, and he also paid for a month's room. The suite has two separate bedrooms which is sufficient.

The room is exquisitely furnished, the decoration is European style, and there is a hint of fresh and fashionable style in the gorgeous.

In fact, Ami is still very satisfied with An Jin's arrangement. She knew that An Jin was a good man. But helplessly, Quan Meiren's family background is too complicated, she can't interject, she can only keep one thing firmly in mind, if Quan Meiren has a better development, then her follower career can also follow to a new level.

When he was recruiting assistants in Paris, Quan Feixi fell in love with Ami at a glance, not because of how good she was, or how high her education or ability was. Just because of a simple opening line.

With An Jin's fame and influence in France, in those days, there was an endless stream of people who came to participate in the interview, like a carp crossing the river. In addition to some well-dressed women, there are also some young men.

Of course, An Jin will not recruit those men who are eyeing him. His criteria for choosing an assistant for Quan Meiren are not complicated, they must be able to do housework, understand common sense, bear hardships and stand hard work, and at critical moments, they must have the consciousness of standing up for Quan Meiren.

To put it bluntly, it's a kind of professionalism.

At that time, Ami rushed to apply, and the opening remarks were a fluent Mandarin with a Haicheng accent: "I can be friends with my employer, you see, I am also a Haicheng native who works hard in Paris. ”

Quan Feixi happened to be there, so he took the opportunity to ask: "Can you coax me when I'm unhappy?" ”

She didn't want to be forced to go to the catwalk by her assistant, or be so busy at work that she didn't have any personal space. Most assistants will do this because they need a salary, and if the employer doesn't work, they won't have an income.

At that time, Ami's eyes widened in surprise and looked directly at Kwon Meiren. To say that Cherry is naïve, not necessarily, she just looks a little confused and straightforward, and once she puts herself into work, she becomes enthusiastic and sunny.

In the Paris modeling industry, as we all know, cherry is very dazzling on the catwalk, not only for her outstanding appearance, but also for a unique temperament, which people can't ignore if you want to.

But if you want to say that cherry is mature, just based on the impression of the first meeting, Ami can deduce that she is actually not so mature, with a little childishness, and even a little simple.

"When you're unhappy, I'll coax you. When you're happy, I'll be with you. OK？ "Ami is very confident in herself, if it weren't for her poor family and tight money, how would she be willing to be a nameless little follower?

Kwon Meiren saw a trace of unpretentious sincerity in her eyes, and immediately nodded in agreement. An Jin has no opinion, as long as Quan Feixi likes it, he will definitely help her achieve her wish.

An Jin is really a good man. It's a pity...... Ami suddenly woke up from her memories and saw that Kwon Meiren was lying on the bed on all fours, sleeping soundly.

Ami smiled helplessly. Quan Feixi must pose as a supermodel in the face of the media, but at home, she always looks like a lazy cat with no image, so she almost takes a nap from time to time and eats a plate of fried crispy fish.

I think that at the beginning, Ami was also frightened by the free switching mode of Quan Meiren. The noble and lovely Persian cat, no woman will have the power to resist.

Ami quietly dimmed the bedside lamp, so as not to disturb Kwon Meiren's sleep.

When he woke up, Quan Feixi finally felt better, his head was no longer so groggy, and he didn't have the headache he had last night. It seems that the effect of the medicine is very remarkable.

Ami is such a good assistant. She knew what hangover pills to buy and how to soothe her emotions.

Quan Feixi got up and took a shower, changed into a light silk pajamas, and walked around.

Ami was not in the room, so she left a note for her, saying that she was going out to buy breakfast. Quan Feixi felt that the room was a little dark, so he brushed the floor and opened the curtains. The sun poured in unbridledly, gilding her with a golden outline.

Quan Feixi did a set of yoga exercises, and gradually felt relaxed and indescribably comfortable.

When Ami came back with the breakfast box, Quan Feixi was already nestled alone on the sofa, watching the disc intently. Ami glanced at it hurriedly, it was the famous work of the new actor Lin Chen.

"What did you bring me something to eat?" Quan Feixi smelled the fragrance of crystal buns and almost salivated.

Ami is familiar with her habits, and she is not used to the breakfast provided by the hotel. Every time she goes out on the catwalk, Ami will definitely go out for a run and buy her some famous local snacks or special meals.

Haicheng is the hometown of the two, and Ami doesn't need to inquire around, she can quickly find the right place to buy.

Ami opened the lunch box, revealing all kinds of exquisite breakfast. The heat is curling, and the fragrance is even stronger. Quan Feixi immediately dropped the sofa pillow and ran over like a child with a happy smile.

"Ah, I knew Ami was the best. Meow-" In order to show his gratitude, Quan Feixi kissed Ami on the face.

Ami arranged the lunch box, wiped her face and complained, "An, don't smear me with saliva in the future." ”

Quan Feixi had already sat down busily, holding freshly squeezed red bean soy milk in his left hand and Indian flying cakes in his right hand, feasting on it. Ami couldn't help but wonder, didn't she say that her appetite wouldn't be too good after she woke up?

Why does Quan Meiren look like a starving ghost reincarnated?

"Ahem-" Ami cleared her throat, she couldn't delay business: "Don't forget to take your medicine!" ”

Quan Feixi noticed Ami's puzzled eyes, immediately narrowed her cat eyes, and explained seriously: "You will never understand the world of foodies. If Ami also experienced the realm of food someday, wouldn't I—"

"How?" Ami took the pill box and approached step by step.

Quan Feixi hurriedly put down the soy milk cup and smiled wryly. She originally wanted to say that she would have one more foodie alliance. But looking at Ami's appearance, she obviously didn't want to join, so she could only give up.

After breakfast, Quan Feixi continued to watch the disc, chatting with Ami while figuring out the actor's acting skills.

"Wow, Ami, look, he can give people the illusion of elegance and peerlessness with a casual slap on his back."

"Please, people are good-looking, what kind of illusion, it's the truth at all, okay?" Ami shook her head speechlessly, stretched out her finger and unceremoniously nodded Quan Feixi's forehead.

On the big screen, the male protagonist played by Lin Chen, after fighting with the enemy, left a devastated battlefield, and he turned around and left alone. The back looks like it should be lonely and boundless, but Lin Chen's performance just reveals a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

It couldn't be more amazing. This disc was given to Quan Feixi by director Lin Man. The original intention was to give Quan Feixi more opportunities to learn. Of course, she can understand the director's painstaking efforts.

Quan Feixi looked at the back that was gradually drifting away on the big screen, and in the dull and oppressive black shadow of the curtain, Lin Chen was like a bright color that was pure and proud, illuminating the whole world alone.

"Ami, you say, when I play with the actor, will I be suppressed by him and can't show it at all?" Quan Feixi is most worried about this problem at this time.

This novel is from Reading Books