Xiao Yi quickly helped her with his hand, and Chu Wei, who was following behind, found that Jiang Juan had fainted, and rushed over with an arrow step, pushing away Xiao Yi's hand holding Jiang Juan.

"Jiang Xuan?" Chu Wei's expression was a little panicked, Jiang Juan's little face had long been bloodless, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, which seemed to be very uncomfortable. Chu Wei lowered his eyes and looked at her, and called in a low voice.

"Go to the hospital!" Xiao Yi was pushed away by Chu Wei, and he was still a little unhappy in his heart, but Jiang Juan suddenly fainted, and he couldn't care so much, so he turned his head and ordered the assistant to drive the car over.

When the two of them took Jiang Juan to the hospital, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Chu Wei stood beside Jiang Juan's bed, staring at her with his eyes all the time, and an elderly French female doctor on the side measured Jiang Juan's heartbeat and pulse, and looked at Jiang Juan's eyes unhurriedly.

"What the hell happened to her, why did she faint for no reason?" Chu Wei saw that the doctor was moving slowly, and the more he waited, the more anxious he became, Jiang Juan was lying on the hospital bed expressionlessly, there was no blood on his face, he just watched quietly, as if he had returned to the day when she was bleeding heavily during childbirth in an instant.

The feeling of worry and helplessness came over him inexplicably, and he couldn't calm down.

"Sir, don't worry, the patient is overloaded and overtired, there may be a continuous high state of tension in the near future, the mental and mental pressure is too great, resulting in temporary syncope, the body has no other physiological problems, just need to rest for a while, and will wake up soon."

The doctor took off his reading glasses and put them in the medical record book on the side of his hand, and carefully adjusted the flow rate of the infusion for Jiang Juan.

"Young people recover relatively quickly, but in the future, they still have to pay attention to reducing the intensity of work, eating reasonably, don't put too much psychological pressure on themselves, and there are no sequelae." The doctor raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Wei, who had been standing, and saw that he still looked preoccupied, so he kindly reminded him.

"How's Wanwan?" The local hospital has strict requirements, Xiao Yi went to go through the hospitalization procedures in person, and when he came back, the doctor was no longer in the ward, only Chu Wei sat alone by Jiang Juan's bed and looked at her blankly.

"It's fine, just a temporary syncope." I don't know if Chu Wei didn't hear Xiao Yi's words clearly, or if he didn't want to deal with him much, he was stunned for a long time before responding.

Chu Wei looked at her with low eyes, even if he knew that she was fine, his mood still fell to the bottom, and he couldn't be happy, he held Jiang Xuan's hand to prevent her from moving, and his eyes circled back and forth on her pale face.

It's that he didn't protect her well, in fact, her heart is not as strong as she seems, she is just an ordinary little girl, and when she sees those bloody scenes, she will be worried and scared, and she will be highly nervous.

In the quiet ward, Chu Wei sat in a daze, and his mobile phone rang suddenly.

It is aged.

Chu Wei looked at the caller ID on the screen, was stunned for half a second, got up and walked out of the ward. The old voice on the other end of the phone was obviously a little flustered, and he seemed to clear his throat:

"President, something happened to Xiaoyi......"

The weather seems to be exceptionally good, the Seine River bridge is full of stars, Jiang Wan is lying on the fence with his little hands holding his cheeks, counting the stars one by one.

The moonlight was beautiful, and the breeze blew her long light white dress, and her skin was stained with a hint of coolness.

Not far from the bridge, there is a Gothic-style church, with a white spire towering into the sky, which seems to blend in with the starry sky, and the long windows embedded with stained glass are half-hidden, solemn and mysterious.

"If you like the style here, then we're here to get married." A gentle whisper came from beside him, and Jiang Wan came back to his senses and took back his gaze that was glued to the church.

Is that you?

"Chu Wei......" Jiang Juan lay on the hospital bed, his body turned as if he was uncomfortable, and slowly opened his eyes.

The white ceiling makes people's eyes ache, and the room is simply arranged, and the furniture is all gray and white, this familiar décor......

Is this a hospital? Was she dreaming just now?

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have fainted.

Jiang Wan glanced at the huge room, but did not see Chu Wei's shadow.

"Wanwan, are you awake?" The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and the man saw Jiang Juan get up and sit up, and he was so surprised that he almost forgot to be happy.

"Xiao Yi, did you send me?" Jiang Juan watched Xiao Yi enter the door, and subconsciously glanced out again, where is Chu Wei, shouldn't he be here too?

The man noticed Jiang Xuan's movements, the expression on his face did not change, but his voice added a little coldness: "No need to look for it, he has already returned to China."

Hearing this, a trace of loss flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes, and then he returned to his expressionless state.

It turned out that Chu Wei had returned to China, and she had returned to China as she wished......

"Oh, I see." Jiang Wan's eyes narrowed lightly, and she responded lightly, she came to France before to cooperate with Xiao Yi on the Xingyue project, which in itself should not have the existence of Chu Wei, and now that he is going back, it is also natural.

Besides, isn't this the result of what she's been thinking about?

But why, she actually felt a little lost.

"The doctor said that you are overloaded with work, too much pressure, and last night's excessive tension led to temporary fainting......" Xiao Yi noticed Jiang Xuan's changes, sighed helplessly, and put the thermos bucket on the table at the head of the bed.

"I've made some porridge for you, eat a little to replenish your strength." The silver thermos bucket was opened, and a cloud of white heat burst out in an instant, and Xiao Yi carefully helped her fill a little.

Jiang Wan hooked his lips and smiled politely, his smile was obviously a little detached, and he raised his hand to take the porridge.

Originally, Jiang Juan's body was fine, and he returned to the hotel after two days in the hospital, Jiang Wan sat cross-legged on the sofa, and a bunch of design drafts were laid in front of him.

Since that day Chu Wei took her to the bridge of the Seine, her inspiration has been like a spring, and after returning from the hospital, it took her only three days to design a series of five sets of wedding dress silhouettes.

Each set of wedding dresses pays tribute to an era, so if the details of the design want to have highlights, it is necessary to find out the development history of Xingyao wedding dresses, but fortunately, the demand for royal wedding dresses is not as large as evening dresses, and the development history of this wedding dress is not as complicated as she imagined.

"Move people with emotion...... Ripples of love? Jiang Wan poked the top design draft with the tip of his pen, and slightly modified the design of the skirt. The Seine River has a special meaning for many lovers, and if the water waves are compared to the ups and downs of love, it can just be expressed by layers of irregular skirts.

"Perfect!" After Jiang Juan finished painting the last stroke of the main model, he couldn't help but smile and raise his eyebrows.

Although the time of a month was very tight, and Jiang Huang was sick and delayed for a few days, she still successfully completed the design draft before the deadline stipulated by Xingyao.

"The last step is to submit the design draft to the Xingyao Design Department, and if there is no problem in completing the review, you can return to China." Anna sat on the carpet informally, admiring Jiang Juan's latest works, admiring her and reminding her to submit the design draft.

"I'll hand in the design draft." In fact, since she came to France, in addition to holding meetings to consult information to help Jiang Juan, in fact, she has very little actual work, and she has not intervened to take care of Jiang Juan's illness and hospitalization before, and always feels that she has not done enough and is not good enough.

As an assistant, her job is a bit too laid-back.

"No, the president of Xingyao has a private office in this hotel, I'll just go to him in person, so as not to have any more problems." Jiang Juan stuffed a small piece of toast into his mouth, not intending to trouble Anna.

Anyway, the design draft is completed easily, and if she sends it over in person, the other party can also convey any requirements to her in time.

Anna smiled and nodded, anyway, she couldn't resist Jiang Juan, so she simply didn't argue with her, carefully bound the design draft, and neatly put it back in Jiang Juan's hand.

On the other side, in Frank's private office, Xiao Yi sat on the sofa and took a sip of coffee.

The whole room is decorated in a standard European style, and even in a place like an office, which should be simple and comfortable, it still gives people a sense of grandeur. Xiao Yi looked at the decoration of the office casually, as if he didn't like it very much.

"You've been here for a short time, when do you plan to return home?" Frank asked as he looked at the files on the screen.

"I've only been in France for a few days, and you're urging me to go back?" Xiao Yi jokingly replied.

Frank took his eyes off the screen and deliberately glanced at Xiao Yi: "When did you become so poor, I'm not worried about your domestic company, the group has been leaderless for so long, you are really relieved."

He and Xiao Yi have known each other for many years, not only as a partner in the shopping mall, so he also has a clear understanding of his character, he is very persistent in doing things, even a little paranoid, and he will never let go of things that he recognizes.

"However, Jiang Juan's design draft seems to have been completed, and if nothing else, after the submission and review, the work here will come to an end." Frank remembered the design draft and couldn't help but remind.

Xiao Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Frank when he heard the voice, he had also heard Jiang Juan mention the design draft two days ago, although there was still a week before the delivery of the draft, but with her ability, it was not difficult for the design draft to be completed ahead of schedule.

But he couldn't let her return home so soon.

Frank saw Xiao Yi's expression a little strange, he naturally knew what Xiao Yi was thinking, before he said to give Jiang Juan a month to think clearly, but he never saw him take any action, Jiang Juan successfully delivered the manuscript and returned to China, this should not be what Xiao Yi wanted to see.

"She can't go back yet." Xiao Yi retracted his gaze, slowly flipped through the design album on the sofa, and when he said this, he seemed to be stating an extremely ordinary trivial matter.

"Frank, I'm sure you have a way to keep her."