Five years later.

The plane landed safely, and after careful preparation and dressing, it was too late to rest.

At the evening reception, Xia Yuyang appeared in the crowd in a black long skirt dress, the dazzling long skirt was decorated with fine starlight sequins, and her whole person was dazzling, and the black stiletto heels showed a beautiful instep, simple and generous, elegant and sexy.

Xia Yuyang walked into the reception wearing high-heeled shoes of her own design, and her target was a big customer introduced by a friend.

As a footwear designer, her first thing to do is to show her beautiful shoes, and the other party, as a big customer that Midsummer Lightyear Studio wants to work with, gave her a small test.

There was no identity introduction, no photos, and without knowing the other party's information, the other party asked her to find him with a pair of leather shoes.

The information provided by the other party is only the information about the shoes.

The handmade custom model made by the famous Italian designer David himself, with scarce materials, there are only three pairs in the world, and the other two pairs are on the feet of a noble duke and king abroad.

The surface of the shoe is no different from the popular style, but the difference in details is not comparable to ordinary products.

Xia Yuyang held a red wine glass and carefully distinguished the leather shoes of the male guests present, the people present were either rich or expensive, and the shoes were all first-class materials.

At a table in the corner, under the black elegant suit pants, a pair of slightly exposed leather shoes attracted Xia Yuyang's attention, the workmanship was extremely fine, noble and elegant, low-key and luxurious, and the comfort and appearance were excellent.

Tightly a pair of slightly exposed toe caps, Xia Yuyang could basically judge that this was the pair of shoes she was looking for, and the owner of the shoes was a big customer introduced by her friend.

The guests who chatted blocked Xia Yuyang's sight, Xia Yuyang couldn't see the face of the man sitting in the corner of the sofa clearly, she held a red wine glass in her hand, walked towards the man step by step elegantly and generously, walked through the crowd, stood in front of the sofa, looked at the handsome and straight, well-defined face on the sofa, Xia Yuyang's breath stagnated, and his heart throbbed.

Memory, pain...... The surging attack made her unable to breathe and made her miserable.

Xia Yuyang's face turned white, she bit her lip tightly, her face was pale and froze in place, staring at Tang Mosen's almost perfect handsome face, almost unable to believe her eyes.

Tang Mosen was still slightly turning to the side to talk to his friends behind him, and noticed that a shadow blocked the light in front of him, the corners of his mouth hooked a meaningful smile, and his deep and long gaze slowly turned his head, but the next moment he saw Xia Yuyang's beautiful face, the whole person was also stunned.

His cold eyes stared at Xia Yuyang's beautiful eyes for a moment, his sexy thin lips pursed slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and his deep voice was like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, and the cold person's heart was shocked, "You are the designer of Midsummer Lightyear Studio?" ”

Xia Yuyang's finger bones were clenched tightly, almost gurgling, she pinched the wine glass, and stood motionless in front of Tang Mosen.

No matter how delicate the makeup is, she can't hide her pale face, and before she came back, she thought about it if she met Tang Mosen...... What will happen to her.

But she didn't expect God to arrange such a way for them to meet each other again, and Tang Mosen turned out to be a big customer she wanted to strive for? It's ridiculous......

The delicate face overflowed with a hint of mockery, and Xia Yuyang tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly: "I didn't expect you to be a big customer introduced by my friend." ”

Tang Mosen's slender fingers flicked the ash on his knees, and his cold eyes looked at Xia Yuyang, who was dressed in a long skirt and was extremely delicate.

His lips curled with a perfect arc, and his cold smile flashed with a hint of mockery: "It seems that this test is indeed set up a little simpler. If it's you, you'll find me no matter what, just like those before, where I go, you'll be there? Stalking you is the most capable of stalking, come, let me see how you plan to pester me today...... Let me give you the order? ”

Tang Mosen put down the goblet in his hand, folded his legs, and looked at the woman in front of him with great interest, his noble and elegant expression was extremely charming.

But in Xia Yuyang's opinion, between his cold eyebrows was an arrogant ridicule and ridicule.

I couldn't imagine that five years later, he still hated her so much.

Xia Yuyang glanced at Tang Mosen and sneered: "I'm here to talk about business, not to find a man, if you want to find a man, I can go to a nightclub." ”

Tang Mosen sneered, his thin lips hooked up a hint of banter, and his cold eyes flashed a glimmer of light, this woman was much more powerful than before.

He looked at Xia Yuyang with interest, and the rude and arrogant request came out of his mouth, loud, rampant and wanton.

"Xia Yuyang, since you are here to fight for business, show your professionalism, take a closer look at this pair of shoes, and tell its workmanship."

Tang Mosen said, cocking his slender legs and shaking his beautiful leather shoes.

"You!" Xia Yuyang's palms curled up, her red lips were pursed tightly, and she stared at Tang Mosen.

Don Morson was insulting her at all.

She really wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't easily live up to her friend's kindness, even if the business didn't work, she had to go all out.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and squatted down, her white and slender fingers went to catch the leather shoes on the foot that Tang Mosen was up, and before her fingers touched the leather shoes, she heard a "bang", and the royal red liquid fell down the sky, fell from the sky, slid in front of Xia Yuyang's eyes, and fell on the black leather shoes, and the dripping and splashing wine stains splashed Xia Yuyang's collarbone and dress.

The fair-skinned and beautiful collarbones are dotted with dripping wine stains, embarrassed and bewitching.

"I'm sorry, President Tang, I didn't mean to." A woman "accidentally" rushed over and bumped Don Morson's elbow.

Tang Mosen snorted, clenched the red wine glass in his hand tightly, and the tilted wine glass still caused the red wine to spill Xia Yuyang's body.

Tang Mosen's thin lips were pursed tightly, staring at the woman in front of him who was not clever in tricks, and his smile was so cold and gloomy that it sent chills down his spine, "Get out!" ”

The thin lips spit lightly, and the word rolled, making the wild woman who ran out of nowhere instantly run away.

Xia Yuyang raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Tang Mosen's slightly frowning eyebrows, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, the eyebrows were tightly twisted, his drooping eyes were still cold, without any ups and downs, he just looked at her quietly, he couldn't say what kind of emotion it was.

To him, Xia Yuyang is a vicious woman.

In his eyes, it was Xia Yuyang who broke him up and Bai Yalin, and it was Xia Yuyang who almost killed Bai Yalin by driving a car, so when they meet Xia Yuyang again to Tang Mosen, they are no different from enemies.