A luxury estate somewhere outside London.

Lu Qing and Waleed entered the inside with the invitation in hand.

"To be honest, Chen, this manor is really not very good."

After entering the gate of the manor, Waleed quietly complained in Lu Qing's ear while enjoying the scenery of the manor:

"Except for the fact that the time is a little older and looks old, both the landscape and the style are too backward - look at the fountain, rusty, tsk..."

He was talking about the fountain of a bronze war horse sculpture in front of the manor, because it had been too long, and the war horse was already full of patina, which was very old.

"Waleed, not all sculptures wrapped in gold leaf are pretty."

Lu Qing said speechlessly.

As he and Waleed got to know each other for a long time, Lu Qing gradually discovered that although he was nearly thirty years old, his personality was no different from that of a teenager of eighteen or nineteen.

Waleed shrugged and said, "I think gold is the most beautiful ornament in the world—and it's not expensive, so why not use it?"

Gold is not expensive......

If it weren't for Lu Qing knowing that Waleed was a person with no scheming, he would definitely think that this guy was deliberately pretending.

When he came to the main gate of the manor, the host of the banquet greeted him with a smile.

"Prince Waleed, long time no see, welcome!"

"Chen from the East, welcome, welcome, I have been to your country last year......

Under the bombardment of Waleed's banquets for several days, London already knew Lu Qing's identity and knew that he was the grandson of the founder of the Shunyang Group, which was worth tens of billions of dollars, so he did not slack off at all.

After exchanging pleasantries with the host, the two entered the banquet hall.

Inside, Waleed was immediately greeted with a warm welcome, after all, the status of a Saudi prince is still very attractive.

In contrast, Lu Qing, who adheres to a low-key style, has many fewer people around him.

He didn't care about this, he took a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand, took a sip, and his eyes wandered around the venue.

Today's banquet is basically the so-called celebrities, and there will naturally be no shortage of celebrities from all walks of life.

As far as Lu Qing could see, he saw many popular actresses, female singers, and female models......

Compete for beauty and grace.

However, when Lu Qing's gaze swept over these flowers and swept to an area, he couldn't help but stop-

I saw that there, Sophie Marceau, wearing a bandeau red dress, was talking about something with her friends, smiling from time to time, like a rose with all kinds of charms.

92-year-old Sophie Marceau is at the peak of her appearance, her appearance is pure and sexy, and her smile attracts people's attention.

"It's a French rose, and the charm is really unstoppable......

Lu Qing looked left and right, and found that the eyes of many men in the field were all looking at Sophie Marceau.

Men, in fact, are very simple, they just want to have a few more women in their limited lives, and if women are prettier, it will be better.

Lu Qing is also a man.

So, he slowly approached with his wine glass.

But he didn't rush over - several anxious men had already accosted him, and then Sophie Marceau had sent him away after a few polite pleasantries.

After coming to Sophie Marceau a certain distance, he focused his attention there, and suddenly, the chat content of Sophie Marceau and others reached his ears.

"It is said that there will be several masters at the same time at Dior's autumn exhibition......

"That piece at Milan Fashion Week......

"I think the orange dress is a little more charming than the pink one......

Just listened to the chatting content of several people for a while, and Lu Qing wisely chose to give up.

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

But

Although he couldn't understand the content of the chat of several people, Lu Qing was surprised to find that Sophie Marceau seemed to be similar to himself

Not very familiar.

On several occasions, when people asked her what she thought of a designer's style, she would use a kind of omnipotent sentence, such as what style is avant-garde, bold in color, and very groundbreaking.

A little recalling the media coverage of this French rose in the previous life, it seems that there really is not much about fashion.

Of course, beautiful actresses are basically like this, relying on their good looks, they can dress as they like, and they don't have any idol baggage at all.

Just when he was thinking to himself, several women around Sophie Marceau also discovered this, and a touch of disdain flashed in the eyes of several people, and after a few words of greeting, they left in twos and threes.

When a few people left, Sophie Marceau's shoulders slumped slightly, the corners of her mouth that had been pursed soothed, and she said in a low voice in French:

"Ah, it's finally over, what a boring topic......

With that, she hummed a tune softly in a nasal voice and pinched a strawberry on the table in front of her.

As soon as her teeth were bitten, she heard a teasing voice behind her: "Lady Sophie Marceau, it's not polite to complain behind someone's back."

Sophie Marceau was startled, and she didn't care about swallowing the strawberry, so she hurriedly turned her head, with a hint of panic and shyness in her eyes, like a child who was found by the teacher by stealing snacks in class.

Seeing her like this, Lu Qing's eyes couldn't help but light up-

At this moment, Sophie Marceau is pinching the strawberry in her right hand, her pink and soft red lips touch the red strawberry, her white teeth are slightly exposed, and her eyes are innocent and panicked, which makes people have the urge to hug her into her arms and care for her.

"Hello beautiful Ms. Sophie Marceau, I'm Chen Do-joon from South Korea."

Lu Qing smiled and bowed slightly.

Sophie Marceau came back to her senses, and just as she was about to speak, she found that she still had a freshly bitten strawberry in her mouth.

If you swallow it at this time, it is obviously too late;

But if you take it out again, it will be a bit rude.

Fortunately, she was not the kind of person who was entangled, she only hesitated for a second, then swallowed the strawberry directly into her mouth, swallowed it in three or two, and shook hands with Lu Qing gently: "Hello, it's a pleasure to see you."

Seeing her so frank, Lu Qing also laughed and joked, "I don't think you should be very happy now."

Sophie Marceau was stunned for a moment before she realized that Lu Qing was teasing herself, and then smiled generously: "Now, I'm really happy - it's nice to meet you, Dongfang Chen."

After finishing speaking, she remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Chen, did I complain a lot just now?"

If her complaints were heard by more people, she would be a big shame.

Knowing what she was worried about, Lu Qing smiled, "No, no, it's just that my ears are more sensitive than ordinary people."

"That's good, that's good."

Sophie Marceau breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest gently.

Lu Qing's eyes swept over the snow white imperceptibly, and asked teasingly, "But...... Beautiful Lady Sophie Marceau, you don't want anyone else to know about it, do you?"