Jiang Xinwei picked up the belt and watched the organizer's chairman come to greet him personally, Prince Rona and Xiang Qinghao. Looking at the familiar and even more unfamiliar back, she felt a bit complicated in her heart.

Being able to be friends with Prince Rhone means that this man has an extraordinary identity.

What's more, he has a good relationship with his cousin. He is a super rich person like his cousin and can be friends with him. He must be evenly matched.

Jiang Xinwei looked back and saw Xiang Qinghao holding the girl with her hands in a close position.

Jiang Xinwei finally understood her heart and she also waved her slight longing. Although she didn't even understand what she was thinking, she was extinguished from this second.

It was completely wiped out, Jiang Xinwei swung her ponytail and quickly walked towards the other side of the studio.

But she didn't notice that the reason why Xiang Qinghao just now helped the girl was because the girl didn't notice a step in front of her, and she was about to fall down with a pair of high-rooted shoes.

As Prince Rona's friend, Xiang Qinghao supported her in time and did not let her fall into a bad look in public. This is also what a gentleman should do.

Xiang Qinghao didn't know how serious the consequences would be.

Jiang Xinwei had just arrived in the studio when she saw Rolandmei and Lu Zhen coming out holding hands and rushing out the door excitedly. When she saw her coming back from the hall, she immediately grabbed her and asked, "Is Prince Rona here?"

“Yes, I just arrived.”

Jiang Xinwei answered.

The two of them immediately ran over happily to appreciate His Royal Highness's handsomeness from afar. Jiang Xinwei came back and handed the green belt she found to the oldest senior sister Li Lin, "Senior sister, I found it. Can you see this one?"

Li Lin picked it up, walked to a skirt and compared it, "It's okay, just this one! Go and register, you have to pay it back."

"OK."

Jiang Xinwei immediately sat down, turned on the computer and started to register seriously.

At this moment, the afternoon show was about to begin. All the guests should arrive were experts in the fashion industry, celebrities, celebrities, and many top fashion celebrities. Today's show was occupied by this group of people.

Of course, the four best positions have been made, Prince Rona and his girlfriend, as well as his distinguished guest and another lady of the celebrity.

Xiang Qinghao was not interested in the next show. He came here just to find someone, so he could finally take the opportunity to leave.

He spoke to Prince Rona and made a phone call. Prince Rona nodded and smiled. Xiang Qinghao stepped out and walked out from the sound-shaking environment to the backstage direction with very good sound insulation. He didn't know where Jiang Xinwei was, but it was their home court immediately, and she must be at some point in the backstage.

Xiang Qinghao passed by a mirror and subconsciously glanced at himself inside.

After reading it, he smiled slightly, but went to see a woman. When did he not feel confident enough about his masculine charm?

The models have already started to put on makeup, and Jiang Xinwei is just a job to start. In the entire large dressing room, the first wave of models put on their show clothes and are working hard on makeup.

As designers this time, Li Lin led her team to monitor every detail.

"Xinwei, take this piece and sew it next to you again, some of it is lined up."

Li Lin was so sharp-eyed that a skirt that was about to be on stage had some silk heads forked.

"Okay! Now."

Jiang Xinwei immediately took it and rushed to the door.

At this moment, when Xiang Qinghao heard the lively dressing room here, he was walking here. As soon as he arrived at the door, a girl rushed over suddenly in the door that was originally opened.

One head hit his chest, a sprint was rushing, and the other was a man with lazy steps. In an instant, Xiang Qinghao's body retreated to the wall opposite the door, and a girl in his arms hugged him tightly, which was extremely frightened.

Jiang Xinwei rushed out with her head down, but she didn't know that there would be someone coming out of the gate.

Therefore, one lowered his head and the other raised his head, and his eyes met unexpectedly.

"You..." Jiang Xinwei dumbfounded her eyes, Oh my God! Is it him who bumped into?

Xiang Qinghao was even more surprised. Unexpectedly, she was the rash ghost in his arms. He curled his lips and smiled, "It's you!"

Although Jiang Xinwei was shocked and surprised, she had completely lost her mind to this man. She was a little good, and she was not delayed in doing things.

Even if you have expectations in your heart, once you give up, you have to give up completely.

She immediately took a step back from his arms without blushing. Xiang Qinghao also curled his lips and stood up straight, caring, "It's okay!"

"fine!"

Jiang Xinwei reacted and spoke anxiously at the man who was standing in front of her, "Please borrow it."

Xiang Qinghao immediately looked at her in surprise, and then Jiang Xinwei left him aside. She quickly pushed open the door next to her with her skirt and went in.

Xiang Qinghao had a little abnormal reaction. This was not the perfect encounter he imagined! If she hadn't just looked up and saw him, as if she had recognized who he was, he really thought that after that day, she would have forgotten him.

Is his presence so low?

Or, the influence he left on her at the wedding that day was not profound?

He reached out and pushed open the door next to him with some reluctance, and saw Jiang Xinwei sitting in front of an exquisite sewing machine, her slender hands flipping over her skirt, preparing for sewing.

Xiang Qinghao immediately walked to her side with great interest, supported her hands at the table, and looked at her work.

Jiang Xinwei saw him come in, just glanced at him, thinking, why did he come here to do if he didn't go with the sexy and beautiful blonde beauty?

"You are here to watch the show! This is the backstage, not the show, have you gone to the wrong place?"

Jiang Xinwei was cutting the thread, but she didn't even look at him.

Xiang Qinghao narrowed his eyes. This really hurt his heart. He ran over to find her with joy. Is this what she is doing?

Even though she didn't know his good intentions, she shouldn't be so cold to him when they met at the wedding last time! "I'm here to find you."

Xiang Qinghao planned to give it his advice.

Jiang Xinwei is rushing to stitch the thread now, and the fork on this skirt is quite serious, so she is about to go on the stage immediately. She must strive for perfection.

Therefore, her eyes could not leave this skirt for a moment.

"What are you looking for me?"

Jiang Xinwei took a quick look at him and continued to return to her skirt.

"I asked Brother Xing for your number and I also know that you are busy with the catwalk here, so I came here to find you."

Xiang Qinghao pulled open a chair and sat down.

Jiang Xinwei was still surprised. He asked her cousin for her number?

Still asking if she is working here now?

It seems that the man is really energetic. Is it not enough to have a blonde beauty with him? Can he still free up his hands to inquire about her, and even think about flirting with her?

In the typical heart of two boats, it’s a pity that no matter how handsome or rich he is, she will definitely not participate in his chaotic private life.

Jiang Xinwei picked up the sewn skirt, checked and got up, and asked the man beside her curiously, "Do you have something to do with me?"

Xiang Qinghao, "..." He had no chance to answer, and Jiang Xinwei said to him, "I'm sorry, I'm very busy."

Xiang Qinghao, "..." After the door was automatically closed, he stood alone in this workshop, biting his thin lips depressedly. It seemed that he was too confident in himself and thought that at the wedding that day, they at least had some favorability for each other and had the opportunity to develop their relationship.

Unexpectedly, he was self-indulgent.

After Jiang Xinwei sent the skirt, Luo Aimi continued to give her a task, "Xinwei, can you move these clothes hangers? It takes too much place. Move these to the studio next to it, so it's hard for the models to change their clothes."

Jiang Xinwei looked at the box of clothes hangers, which were at least thirty, and they were not plastic.

"Okay, I'll move over right away."
Chapter completed!