Didn't Fu Qiqi go to the UK? Then she will directly destroy her, and it will be a hundred!

After a while, she called her assistant: "Send me Fu Qiqi's latest news!" ”

Lan Qianruo grabbed the mobile phone and kept thinking in his heart, what method should be used to get rid of Fu Qiqi, cleanly, and without leaving a record of the case.

After all, there is still a Dveil Bao Fu Qiqi, and she has to be careful in what she does.

After having a plan in her heart, Lan Qianruo was in a good mood. When she got home, she was not only in the mood to eat, but after finishing her meal, she went to the huge bathtub and started a bubble bath.

It wasn't long before she received a call from her assistant.

Her originally better mood once again completely fell to the bottom.

"What did you say?!"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, but still repeated what she had just said: "Fu Qiqi herself is not in the UK, and she changed schools some time ago, but no one knows where she has transferred." ”

Lan Qianruo's brows furrowed tightly, and her hand hit the water hard, and the water splashed suddenly.

She roared in anger, "Damn it! ”

The mood of taking a bath disappeared without a trace, and Lan Qianruo soaked in the water, her face stiff.

Realizing that the assistant was still listening on the phone, Lan Qianruo coldly ordered: "You check it for me, and you must find out where Fu Qiqi went!" ”

A few days later, Lan Qianruo's assistant hadn't found out where Fu Qiqi was. Fu Qiqi's news flew towards them like snowflakes.

Lan Qianruo looked at the report and read in a low voice: "Miss Fu Qiqi was invited by the DL brand to participate in Milan Fashion Week. ”

DL is Dveil's own brand, and in just a few years, it has gone to the forefront of the world, and every time it participates in fashion week as a luxury brand with those old brands of Gucci and Chanel.

As soon as Fu Qiqi got off the plane, he attracted the attention of domestic reporters and took a set of photos. Lan Qianruo saw these photos at this time.

In the photo, Fu Qiqi is wearing an ice-green silk shirt, black pants, black hair is simply draped over his shoulders, and he is carrying a small bag on his shoulder.

The cuffs of the shirt are pulled up to the elbows, the neckline is slightly open, the sexy collarbone is fully exposed, and the necklace designed by Dveil especially for her is also perfectly displayed.

It can be said that she wore the simplest shirt and pants to the greatest degree of fashion and chic. There is no trace of overexertion, and in the chic and chic, her outfit looks casual and confident, which is completely in line with the outfit of ordinary people when they get off the plane. And she was covered in a single piece of clothing that was not DL's own.

Compared with those celebrities who desperately dressed up at the airport in order to attract attention, she was not the slightest pretentious and twisted on her body.

People in the fashion industry are very sure of Fu Qiqi's outfit, and even those who kept criticizing it when they first heard that Fu Qiqi was invited to participate in Fashion Week have now begun to change the direction and praise Fu Qiqi.

Lan Qianruo looked at the reporter's evaluation, and his face was almost distorted.

"Book me a plane ticket, I'm going too." Lan Qianruo threw down the newspaper in his hand and immediately gave an order.

The assistant was busy packing up his things, and Lan Qianruo took the plane that day and flew directly to Milan.

At this moment, Fu Qiqi was wearing a simple white printed short skirt and walking barefoot on the beach. The hot sea breeze ruffled her long hair, and the light blue ribbon of light gauze fluttered gently in the wind.

Against the backdrop of water and sky, the light blue veil seems to be ready to turn into clouds on the horizon at any time. Fu Qiqi, on the other hand, is like an elf who accidentally fell into the mortal world, light, beautiful, and pure.

The photographer keeps pressing the shutter to capture these beautiful moments.

Seeing the attention caused by Fu Qiqi's appearance at the airport, Dveil asked Fu Qiqi to do another simple photo shoot before the start of fashion week, so as to attract more attention.

He looked at Fu Qiqi on the beach and found that she really didn't disappoint him.

In China, Shi Jingran sat in front of the computer, watching the news about Fu Qiqi, and couldn't take his eyes off it. His deep dark eyes were still cold, but they were getting deeper.

"Xuanyi, book today's ticket to Milan." After hearing Xuan Yi come in, he commanded without raising his head.

Xuan Yi was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of the content on today's news, suddenly realized, and quickly turned around and went out to deal with the matter of going to Milan.

He thought that some time ago, an Italian friend invited Shi Jingran to Milan, and specially sent tickets for the show, but Shi Jingran rejected it on the grounds that he was not interested.

But now that he was going, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he turned around and asked Shi Jingran: "President, didn't you say you wouldn't go to Milan a week ago?" How do you explain this if you pass suddenly? ”

Shi Jingran was still expressionless, and said lightly: "You just said that I miss his old friend." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned off the computer with a clatter, and began to get up and prepare to go home to pack his things.

Although he promised not to contact Fu Qiqi again, he always has the right to appreciate her beauty up close, right?

Thinking that Fu Qiqi's beauty was watched by so many people, Shi Jingran was a little annoyed.

He suddenly had an impulse to kidnap Fu Qiqi to him and hide him in the room, so that he could only see it alone.

But when he thought that this was wishful thinking, Shi Jingran couldn't help but smile bitterly. But he packed up his things faster, and it could be said that the wind and clouds were whirlwind, without the slightest bit of mud and water.

Seeing that Shi Jingran was so fast, Xuanyi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly packed up his things.

An hour later, Shi Jingran arrived at the airport and boarded the plane with Xuanyi.

Fu Qiqi, who was in Milan, didn't know that two people in China decided to come to Milan immediately after seeing her photos.

She listened to Dveil's instructions, thought nothing of it, and slept soundly in the hotel.

After Shi Jingran's plane arrived in Milan, it was early in the morning. In order to make it convenient for Shi Jingran to see Fu Qiqi often, Xuanyi also specially investigated the hotel where Fu Qiqi lived, and specially booked that hotel for Shi Jingran.

In the early morning in Milan, the wind is slightly cold, and the sun is not as warm as in summer, only with a touch of warmth.

Fu Qiqi opened his eyes in a daze, and when he found that the time was not early, he hurriedly got up and washed.

As the youngest and the least senior, he was invited by a big brand like DL to participate in Fashion Week. Even though Dveil kept telling her not to stress too much, to be honest, she was still slightly nervous.

So, after coming, she didn't dare to relax in everything, including life and rest.

Today, since the fashion week has not yet started, Fu Qiqi is wearing a looser T-shirt on the top, while the lower body is wearing the most popular tulip black skirt this year, and the latest design of DL this year, flat sandals, is also on the feet.

The upper of the sandals is very simple with a few straps, and the big toe is inlaid with a kind rhinestone, which reveals the coolness and novelty pursued by young people.

After Fu Qiqi put on this dress, she looked like a teenage girl, cool and fashionable. Under the tulip short skirt, the snow-white slender long legs are simply impossible to take your eyes off.

Considering that she was going out for a walk today, she chose a single backpack with thin straps. The backpack hung diagonally over her slender shoulders, making her look more stylish and simple.

Fu Qiqi had just stepped out of the room and was about to go downstairs to eat. Just like Xuanyi, who was going to find Shi Jingran, she was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously felt that she had seen it wrong, so she didn't care too much about it, and went downstairs directly.

But Xuan Yi didn't think so at all, he looked at Fu Qiqi, and he almost closed his mouth in surprise. A room number he booked at random was actually next to Fu Qiqi's room!

Calm as Xuanyi, he still looked at Fu Qiqi's beautiful back, and was slightly messy. He looked at the pile of papers in his hand and suddenly gained confidence.

Just now, he was afraid that Shi Jingran would directly let him deal with these materials alone, but now that he has Fu Qiqi's trump card, what is he afraid of?

Xuanyi straightened his back, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Early in the morning, don't you have to get jet lag?" Sure enough, Xuan Yi heard Shi Jingran's voice as soon as he entered, with a strong sense of dissatisfaction and coldness.

Xuan Yi couldn't help flashing several black lines on his forehead, he was really not in a hurry as an assistant, he was in a hurry as an assistant.

Ignoring Shi Jingran's objection, he directly put the information in his hand on the coffee table. He cleared his throat and said, "President, Miss Fu Qiqi is next door." ”

Hearing the news about Fu Qiqi, Shi Jingran instantly fell asleep, he sat up from the bed, squinted at Xuan Yi, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Xuan Yi coughed and said again: "I said, Miss Fu Qiqi lives next door." ”

Shi Jingran was a little unconvinced, he raised his eyebrows, trying to find a joking look from Xuan Yi's face, but he never found it, so he believed it.

After asking about the cause and effect of Xuanyi, Shi Jingran couldn't help but feel a little emotionally about the arrangement of fate. In the dark, did God arrange him by her side?

Shi Jingran was completely sleepy, and began to deal with work after breakfast.

It's not that he doesn't want to see Fu Qiqi now, but he hasn't figured out how to face Fu Qiqi yet, after all, a few days ago, he promised Fu Qiqi and won't meet her again.

is not as busy as Shi Jingran, Fu Qiqi, who is sitting downstairs and eating breakfast with the new popular male stars in China, is leisurely and elegant.

Yesterday, under the introduction of Dveil, she met Chen Dao. Chen Dao, who was also invited by DL, invited Fu Qiqi to go out to play, not only to enjoy the scenery of Milan, but also to cultivate the tacit understanding between the two, and also to promote DL.

Chen Dao is also dressed very casually today, his upper body is also a loose T-shirt, and the lower body is more slim denim trousers.

When the two met this morning, they couldn't help but smile in surprise. Without any agreement, the two of them were dressed like a couple, which neither of them expected.

Dveil, who arrived late, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the clothes of the two of them, and quipped: "You two really have a tacit understanding, and you guys are dressed like this, and they actually wear the taste of a couple's outfit." ”

Fu Qiqi was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "Going out like this may cause you a scandal, right?" ”

Dveil looked at Fu Qiqi's cute appearance, and couldn't help but be amused by her, and said: "It's really nothing for an actor to wear a couple's outfit, and when you take pictures, you still have to wear clothes that fit better, so don't worry too much." ”

She was relieved and began to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Fu Qiqi and Chen Dao left the hotel together. As soon as the two of them went out, there was a constant clicking sound on the street, and seeing that Fu Qiqi was a little uncomfortable, Chen Dao patted her shoulder affectionately and motioned her to relax.

It took a while for her to get used to it.

Shi Jingran stood by the window and could see the door of the hotel. He was standing here, staring intently at Fu Qiqi and Chen Dao walking out together, including Chen Dao's action of patting Fu Qiqi on the shoulder just now.

His face grew darker and darker, cold as frost. He just stood there until Fu Qiqi's figure disappeared completely, and he didn't leave.