Chapter Eighty-Four: A Familiar Back

"This suit is very important to me, and it is also an opportunity for you." Lin Ke said seriously, his eyes full of trust.

The first time she saw Meng Wanyin, don't like this little girl in her heart, she is not very old but her thinking is very mature, and the whole person is generous and decent, neither humble nor arrogant.

Lin Ke suddenly felt that Meng Wanyin and his son were very compatible, and recalled that when she was in the competition, her son also admired her design.

It's a pity that that the group of foreigners have no vision and mistakenly put the pearl in the dust.

"I try." Meng Wanyin took a deep breath and said very cautiously.

Even though she hasn't been involved in the field of suits, she knows something because she likes the feeling of the fabric of the suit.

"You only have three days." Lin Ke suddenly thought of something, and looked like Meng Wanyin with some concern.

Because the quota for Hesu's clothing exhibition must be handed in within three days, Meng Wanyin only has three days.

Meng Wanyin's face changed slightly, she didn't expect to be in such a hurry, designing clothes needs inspiration, she wasn't sure if she could deliver a satisfactory answer in three days.

"Hesu's exhibition is just around the corner, and I hope you will take advantage of this opportunity." Lin Ke looked at Meng Wanyin and continued to encourage.

Three days is indeed a bit short, but it is not impossible to complete, if you have a good idea, inspiration, one day is actually enough.

It's just that any design needs to be modified back and forth to achieve satisfactory results, and she believes that Meng Wanyin can do it.

"Thank you." Meng Wanyin thanked from the bottom of her heart.

He only won fourth place in this competition, and theoretically could not participate in Hesu's exhibition, but the woman in front of him was willing to give her this opportunity and flattered her.

Missing out on the exhibition has made her regretful, and she must seize this opportunity.

"I'm very optimistic about you, I still have something, this is my business card, call me when I'm done." Lin Ke elegantly handed the business card in his hand to Meng Wanyin, turned around and left the café.

The soft music sounded in her ears, and Meng Wanyin stood in place in a daze, looking at the famous product in her hand, her chest kept heating up.

She had met Lin Ke at the competition before, a well-known designer who was highly regarded in France, and she never imagined that one day she would be appreciated by her.

When she was in college, Meng Wanyin also studied many of her designs and was shocked by them, some of which were deeply rooted in the soul and unforgettable.

And Linko's design is like this, which is why she is not inferior to many excellent French designers over the years.

Leaving the café, the blazing sun shone on Meng Wanyin's jet-black hair, and she stood on the side of the road, watching people come and go, all kinds of languages and ears, and all kinds of colors of skin intermingled.

"That's her." The woman's shrill voice sounded in her ears, and although it was in English, Meng Wanyin heard it really.

She frowned and looked in the direction of a woman, only to see her dressed in black leather and staring at her with a gloomy face, as if she owed her 8 million.

"Do I know you?" Meng Wanyin asked suspiciously, but her heart was slowly uneasy.

The woman in front of her, she was very sure she didn't know, but she felt that she had seen it somewhere......

Since the car accident two years ago, Meng Wanyin's memory has become more and more bad, and the more she wants to recall things, the more she often can't remember them.

"Grab the bag for me." The woman completely ignored Meng Wanyin's words, yelled coldly, and the two men surrounded Meng Wanyin.

She looked confused, what the hell is France? Is the security so bad that you dare to snatch her bag on the street?

Meng Wanyin is still carrying the previous white shell bag, she has been using this bun since she came to France, and there is nothing in it except a few lipsticks.

"What are you doing, believe it or not, I called the police, is there any law?" Meng Wanyin glared at the man angrily, she would definitely not compromise easily.

When the woman heard her words, she snorted coldly, then waved her hand, and the man pushed her against the wall mercilessly, ripped off her bag, and began to rummage through it.

Meng Wanyin touched the mobile phone, and just wanted to call the police, the mobile phone was thrown to the ground by the man, and it was shattered in an instant.

"You ......" The flames in Meng Wanyin's chest continued to rise, and she stretched out her hand to grab the bag in the man's hand, but she was pushed to the ground again, and her arm was grinding out blood.

Pain ran down her arm and came to her heart Meng Wanyin took a deep breath to calm herself down she was very sure that there was nothing in the bag since they wanted to see it then look at it.

A group of French people around him, looking in the direction of Meng Wanyin, pointed and said something, Meng Wanyin felt aggrieved in her heart.

How did she come to France, she was always bullied, did she go out and worship the Bodhisattva, this is too unlucky, right?

The man violently rummaged through Meng Wanyin's handbag, and soon pulled out a diamond ring from his bag, the royal blue diamond shining in the sun.

Meng Wanyin's eyes widened in shock, where did she get the ring?

She was pretty sure the ring wasn't hers, even though it had been turned out of her bag......

The woman took the ring handed over by the man, glanced at Meng Wanyin coldly, turned around and didn't leave, and didn't say a word the whole time.

It made Meng Wanyin even more inexplicable, this woman obviously knew that the ring was here, so she found her for this royal blue ring.

Meng Wanyin didn't have to guess to think that this ring must be expensive.

But why is she here?

Meng Wanyin fell into deep thought, and suddenly remembered what happened two days ago in her mind, when a bunch of people surrounded her and wanted to search her.

And before that, it seemed that someone quickly ran past her and touched her, and there was a strange smell of perfume on her body.

Meng Wanyin didn't remember what that person was like, but the smell she left behind made Meng Wanyin remember it vividly, and the taste of the woman who turned around just now was exactly the same as the previous taste.

This also proves that she was the one who hit her before, and she stuffed the ring into her bag at that time?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, Meng Wanyin decided to give up thinking and let them go, she was just an innocent passerby, and the most important thing now was to design a satisfactory suit.

She was more good at women's clothing, and suddenly changed to a men's suit, she felt a little difficult, and a person suddenly appeared in her mind, Jerry, a well-known French suit designer.

If she had visited the designer, she might have been inspired.

Back at the hotel, Meng Wanyin saw a familiar back, facing away from her, with straight and slender legs, standing there.