Chapter 1006: Bridge to Bridge, Road to Road

Ou Ximing's hands clenched tightly and gradually let go.

After a long time, he suddenly took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, a smile that bordered on mockery and relief appeared on his face.

"Back then, you said that you wanted to be the most beautiful woman, I was willing to learn modeling for you, accompany you to participate in the Miss Hong Kong competition, I made you a school flower little by little, and I helped you win the Miss Hong Kong championship, but you said that Liang Chenyi has always been loyal to you?"

"Your current fame, so many people are staring at you waiting to see your jokes, so you think that with me, you will become a joke in the eyes of others, do you?"

Zhao Zimo's face was a little ugly, she bit her lip, and finally only said, "...... I'm sorry. ”

Ou Ximing finally couldn't help but sneer, "Okay, I know." ”

He let out a long sigh, his throat still full of sarcasm.

"The doubts that have been in my heart for so long have finally been solved, and I am finally relaxed. But I still want to say thank you because of you, I chose to be a stylist, which can be regarded as setting a direction for my life. I don't think I owe you anything, so I won't be stingy with a thank you. So ...... future"

Ou Ximing's eyes suddenly became a little firm and cold, and Zhao Zimo's heart couldn't help but chill when he saw it, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

In the panic in his heart, he heard Ou Ximing's voice again:

"Then in the future, we will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, and there will be nothing to do with it! You're right, you and I, now and in the future, will not be people of the same world. ”

Zhao Zimo's face was slightly relieved, "If you can think like this, it would be better." ”

Ou Ximing sneered, let out a long breath, and said no more.

In the fitting room, the door is half pulled open.

Lan Xianxian bit her lip tightly and looked at Zhao Zimo and Ou Ximing with a look of indignation.

"This Miss Zhao, how can she be so ungrateful, Mr. Ou is so good to her, she would actually say such a thing? It's too much! ”

Shen Fanxing's gaze had already been withdrawn from the outside, taking care of the dress on his body.

Unlike Lan Xianqian's righteous indignation, there was a faint smile on her face.

"There are always a few people who are very excessive, so that you have the urge to trample them underfoot."

Lan Xianxian clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were firmly looking at Ou Ximing who was standing there sideways, she couldn't fully see the expression on his face, but she couldn't stop the atmosphere and sadness in her heart.

For Shen Fanxing's words, she just listened to them, but did not digest them.

Just two minutes later, a man in a white ink-print suit pushed the door open.

When Mother Zhao saw the man who appeared at the door, she looked at Ou Ximing's disdainful face and instantly smiled, and just as she wanted to say hello, the man at the door was surrounded by several people.

"You're Director Liang, right?!"

"I'm a designer assistant here, and I like you so much!"

"I'm Ahern, the stylist here, Mr. Leung, and it's an honor to meet you. I also participated in the last International beauty expo and was fortunate to win the fifth place, but Mr. Liang is still the champion, and I am convinced. ”

Just saw Liang Chenyi, several designers and stylists in the store, as well as several assistants, and even customers, all surrounded him.

Liang Chenyi had a polite and modest smile on his face, but the kind of treatment that was surrounded by people and adored and flattering made his face inevitably reveal a bit of conceit and arrogance.

"Mr. Liang's styling for Miss Zimo at Fashion Week in the past two years has been eye-catching every time, and it has attracted the attention of the international fashion circle, and many internationally renowned designers want to cooperate with you!"

"At the Paris Autumn/Winter Fashion Week in two days, Mr. Liang's handwriting will definitely make Miss Zimo the most dazzling presence in the fashion week."

"Although I really want to win the championship of this year's International beauty expo, I heard that Mr. Liang also signed up to participate, and I am afraid that this year's hope is very slim."

Liang Chenyi smiled gently, "Falsely praised, I just tried my best, and you should come on." ”

The stylist in the store hurriedly nodded flatteredly, "I hope I can have a good consultation with Mr. Liang when I have the opportunity." ”

Liang Chenyi took it, then raised his head, glanced around, and finally landed on Zhao Zimo on the side.

Seeing this, the people around retreated one after another.

Under Liang Chenyi's gaze, a little shame appeared on Zhao Zimo's face.

Mother Zhao patted her hand with satisfaction, and watched with a smile as Liang Chenyi walked over here step by step.

Then he looked at Ou Ximing who was standing next to him and shook his head.

"See, Ximing, this is the difference between you and Chenyi. Zimo is a star who has attracted the attention of thousands of people, and Chen Yi is an internationally renowned stylist who is highly respected and supported. The two of them are the most suitable pair. And you ......"

Uncontrollable contempt flashed across his face again.

"Mom, Zimo ......"

Liang Chenyi had already stood in front of him at this moment, and said hello to Zhao Mu and Zimo with a smile.

Finally, he looked up, as if he had just seen Ou Ximing, and his face was surprised.

"Senior brother? It's a coincidence that I met you here! How did you come to Heijo? ”

Ou Ximing looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

Liang Chenyi raised his eyebrows, reached out and pulled Zhao Zimo into his arms, and raised his hand to brush the hair of her sideburns behind her ears.

"Or are you here to attend my wedding to Momo? Senior brother really has a heart. ”

Ou Ximing glanced at him expressionlessly, "Congratulations." ”

Liang Chenyi raised his eyebrows and smiled disappreciatively.

whispered to Zhao Zimo in his arms, "Did you pick a wedding dress?" ”

Zhao Zimo shook her head, and at this time, the clerk immediately said:

"The wedding section is not here, please come with me."

Ou Ximing watched a couple of men and women hug each other and leave, and walked straight in the direction of the second floor, his face unmoved.

Mother Zhao snorted coldly beside her, and finally left behind the two.

Ou Ximing closed his eyes deeply, and Ahern, the stylist who had been complimenting Liang Chenyi just now, appeared at some point, he glanced in the direction of Liang Chenyi, and then asked Ou Ximing:

"You're also a stylist?"

Ou Ximing slowly opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, "Hmm." ”

"You know Mr. Liang."

"I don't know."

Ahern frowned and looked him up and down, disdain.

"Also, how can you, a little-known nobody, know the famous Mr. Liang?"

After he finished speaking, he was about to chase Liang Chenyi and others, but the door of the store was opened again at this time.

Yu Song was the first to push the door in, holding the door in his hand, and stood respectfully to the side.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and straight figure walked in with a steady step.

(End of chapter)