Ruoyu didn't think much about it at first, but when it was time to get off work, she was indeed much better, so she returned to the office.

took a few documents that needed Zilong to pass the sights, and took the car left by Zilong back to Xinghu Villa.

As soon as he entered the house, Ruoyu saw a pair of high heels in the entrance.

Have a guest in the house? Ruoyu looked at the living room, there was no one, she went upstairs, the door of the study was open, Ruoyu walked in without thinking too much.

In the study, Zilong was sitting on a chair, holding a few photos in his hand, while Lu Xiaohui was standing next to him, and he was bending down to point at the photos.

Lu Xiaohui is learning to be well-behaved today, wearing dragon cloud clothes, but she chose a low-cut and deep V-neck skirt, and the scenery is infinitely beautiful when she bends over.

Especially when pointing to the design drawing, I felt that the touch of spring on Su Haitang's chest was about to touch Zilong's shoulder.

When Ruoyu walked into the room, he had a panoramic view of everything in front of him, and to be honest, it was quite spicy.

Zilong saw that Ruoyu was about to speak, but Ruoyu opened his mouth first: "I'm sorry Mr. Wu, I'm disturbing you." With that, he turned and left.

Zilong was about to stand up and chase out, but Ruoyu actually turned back again.

"I forgot to say, the 'set' in your bedside table has long been lost by your maid, and I may have to trouble you to go downstairs to buy it yourself, but it's hard to say that Lu Daxing will bring it himself."

After saying that, he quickly went back to his room and locked the door.

Zilong was ridiculed by Ruoyu's facelessness, and he was extremely unhappy, and a trace of gloom appeared on his face.

"I'm very dissatisfied with these promotional photos, and if they don't get the effect I need, I'll change people."

After speaking, Zilong took a cigarette and lit it, and smoked depressedly.

"Zilong, why did Xie Ruoyu appear at your house?" Lu Xiaohui opened tentatively.

Zilong took a puff of his cigarette: "It's better to take care of what you shouldn't care, just get your promotional photos." ”

After speaking, Zilong snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then got up and ignored Lu Xiaohui and walked out of the study, walked straight to the bedroom and slammed the door.

Lu Xiaohui walked out slowly, kept looking around, there seemed to be no trace of a woman in the room, she came to the entrance, except for slippers and men's shoes, there were no women's shoes.

Lu Xiaohui left the Zilong family with a smile, it seemed that what she heard was indeed just a rumor.

However, Xie Ruoyu's time bomb couldn't stay, so Lu Xiaohui took out her mobile phone and dialed it out:

"Begonia, when will I be able to kill Xie Ruoyu, I can't wait."

Su Haitang's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, at most tomorrow morning, Xie Ruoyu will be ruined and unable to turn over." ”

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Zilong returned to the bedroom and smoked by the floor-to-ceiling window, one after another.

His mood was simply irritable to the limit.

These days, he's researching the models that Dragon Cloud is going to compete in the French fashion competition this time.

For this time, the contestants on the runway have already arranged the models, and only the models for the last finale costume are arranged by the contestants themselves.

And none of the piles of information in front of him met Zilong's requirements.

Either the temperament is not suitable, or there is no international influence.

I finally found one, but I rejected it because I had no schedule.

Yang Yun finally recommended Lu Xiaohui to Zilong, not to say how much Lu Xiaohui fits the temperament of Dragon Cloud's entry this time.