Chapter 228: Holding His Arm and Coquettish
"Who is allowed to say hers?"
Gu Zhun was stunned, he heard it right, right? It's all this time, and he still helps Wen Yao speak?!
"Ah Yan, I'm helping you hold grievances! It's been so long, and there's no response at all! Wen Yao, this woman has no heart! Gu Zhun was so angry that he scolded.
"She's just busy, she doesn't see it." Although Lu Yancheng rested for a night, the index had been lowered, but his handsome face was still a little pale, and his deep voice was a little sickly.
Gu Zhun was dumbfounded, "You call yourself self-deception!" ”
As he spoke, he looked at Secretary Fei who was standing aside, "Fei Fei, you can also talk about him!" Can't let him be so obsessed anymore! ”
Secretary Fei looked at Gu Zhun and had a brief exchange of eyes with him, Gu Zhun felt that he had moved to the rescue, and finally someone could unite with him!
But who knew that in the next second, Secretary Fei lowered his head and said respectfully: "I think Mr. Lu has a point, Mrs. must be too busy to take a break." ”
Gu Zhun almost fainted: "??? ”
Lu Yancheng glanced at him, snorted coldly, tightened his back, looked gloomy, got up and walked out of the ward.
Afterwards, Secretary Fei looked at Gu Zhun and whispered: "Gu Shao, Mr. Lu is sick, you can say a few words." ”
Gu Zhun was not convinced, "Hey! From last night to now, you know what the situation is! That's true! Wen Yao's woman......"
"Gu Shao! Don't talk about it! Secretary Fei immediately stopped him, shook his head at him, and stopped: "In the past, my wife had a high fever of 40 degrees and fell into a coma, and she kept calling Mr. Lu, and the hospital called Mr. Lu overnight, but he didn't rush back. At that time, Lewei had not yet come, and his wife was hospitalized and discharged alone. Now that my wife is divorced from Mr. Lu, there is no need to visit, this concern is love, not caring is duty! ”
Hearing Secretary Fei's words, Gu Zhun was immediately silenced, he scratched his head, and said again: "Ah Yan used to be so muddy? No wonder Wen Miao is ruthless! I support and I agree! Women are not ruthless, and their status is unstable! ”
Secretary Fei: "...... "You wall grass, you pour it really fast."
Lu Yancheng didn't go far, he heard Secretary Fei's words, his eyebrows couldn't help but tighten, and his pupils reflected a terrifying coldness.
It was five years ago, and for the development rights of Haicheng's T area, he just told the hospital to use the best medicine and doctors to make sure she was safe.
When he returned to Jiangcheng to see her when the development rights were in hand, she was not only angry, but also smiled at him, hugged his arm, and said that she was fine.
He didn't think much about it at the time, thinking that as long as she recovered, he didn't know that her body was fine, but her heart was wounded.
If he could do it all over again, no matter what it was, he couldn't stop his heart from wanting to rush to her side immediately, but there was no regret medicine in this world.
Secretary Fei walked out and was trembling when he saw Lu Yancheng, "Mr. Lu." ”
"Where is she?" Lu Yancheng's expression was gloomy, and there was no light in his eyes.
"I'll let people check it!" Secretary Fei made a quick call.
When Lu Yancheng walked out of the hospital and sat back in Maybach, Secretary Fei received a call and got Wen Yao's news.
"Mr. Lu, my wife left the Biluo community this morning and went to Fanchen Studio, it seems that she went to work." Secretary Fei said truthfully.
Lu Yancheng commanded in a low voice: "Go to Fanchen." ”
Secretary Fei said with some worry: "Mr. Lu, the doctor said, you should have a good rest." ”
Lu Yancheng was gloomy, and his words were firm: "Get closer to her, rest better." ”
Secretary Fei: This is the power of love......
Then, the engine of the luxury car started and drove in the direction of Fanchen Studio......
Maybach stopped at the bus stop across the street from the studio.
Lu Yancheng sat in the car, his eyes did not move, and he always froze the Fanchen Studio, and his body shape remained unchanged, as if he had settled down.
It's no wonder, after all, this is the closest place to her......
Fanchen focuses on high-end custom dresses, although the cost of dresses is high, there are few occasions to use, and the audience is either in the upper circle or in the entertainment industry.
And Wen Jiao created the brand "Miao", taking the daily ready-to-wear route, wearing a dress to attend the dinner party is not every day, but the clothes are to be worn every day.
The two finalized the first batch of ready-to-wear clothing on sale, everything went smoothly, and it was necessary to catch up with the heat of the Jinliu Design Competition after the year, and the brand "Miao" could be launched, whether it was for Fanchen or Wen Miao, it was a win-win situation.
"Leave the fabric to me, you don't have to worry. Over the years, Fanchen's fabrics have been cooperating with Guangrui Company, the first textile company in the mainland, although Guangrui has changed its new leadership this time, I don't know who it is, but I think there will be no problem with the cooperation between the two parties. Shen Rou said with a smile.
Wen Yao nodded and smiled back, "Then I'll hand it over to Senior Sister next." ”
"Don't worry."
Afterwards, Wen Yao said a few more words to Shen Rou, and then prepared to leave.
But when she walked to the door, she found a suit with a dust bag hanging on the shelf, and Wen Yao recognized it at a glance, this was the set she designed for Shen Yan at the St. Regis ceremony.
This suit has been put into production, but due to the complex process and the fact that it is fully handmade, there should not be a few finished products, and the size of this suit in front of me should be comparable to Shen Yan.
If it's a suit ordered by a guest, it's impossible to appear in the senior sister's office, so I guess she should be preparing to give it away......
Wen Yao didn't think much or ask too much, and was ready to leave.
But who knows-Shen Rou stopped her!
"Auntie, can you do my senior sister a favor?"