The dress session was replaced by elegant slow music, and a champagne fountain was set up in the middle of the venue. The models walked around the venue to show their clothes, and beams of light followed the models romantically. When it was Gu Nanshun and Pei Xiao's turn, he held her waist in a gentlemanly manner, walking at a faster pace.
Usually more slowly, he turns gracefully under the light and salutes, exuding his masculine charm vividly.
Pei Xiao cooperated and sighed: She is indeed a top male model.
Under the venue, Secretary Lin came to Xi Xiangdong's seat at some unknown time, bowed his head and whispered in his ear: "There are no changes backstage, Miss Pei's foot should be fine."
Xi Xiangdong frowned slightly, and even the heavy makeup couldn't hide the grimace on her face. She must be in extreme pain, and she had to pretend to be fine. Fortunately, the male model next to her kept supporting her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
. Her gaze shifted from Pei Xiao to the man beside her: "Check the information of that male model."
Secretary Lin was stunned. Although Mr. Xi is engaged in the entertainment industry, he pays little attention to the modeling industry. Even he does not know how Mr. Xi, who has always been low-key and does not like to be exposed in front of the media, suddenly attends such a small-scale show.
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On the stage, Pei Xiao had already turned around and left the stage accompanied by Gu Nanshun. She did not appear on stage again during the last parting.
Sitting backstage taking off her makeup, she faintly heard the thunderous applause erupting from the front stage. She finally let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the show was not ruined just because of her.
Xi Xiangdong asked someone to deliver a flower basket, while he stood up and asked Lin Xiangyuan: "Where is the backstage?"
Lin Xiangyuan led him to quietly exit the stage before the lights came on, and came to the backstage. He waved his hand: "You go back first, I will drive myself later."
Secretary Lin was about to walk away when his cell phone rang suddenly. The moment he picked up the phone, his expression suddenly changed: "Mr. Xi..."
Xi Xiangdong was a little impatient: "Is there anything else?"
Lin Xiangyuan did not put down the phone and said hesitantly: "Ms. Yang Yunguang's assistant called and said...Ms. Yang's schedule is too full and she will not return to China."
Xi Xiangdong was startled.
"Give me the phone -" He grabbed the phone with his hands, strode aside, "Tell Yang Yunguang to answer the phone!"
On the phone, the assistant was frightened: “Mr.
Snapped--
The phone fell to pieces on the ground.
Almost as soon as the spotlight was turned on, Xi Wanlai took out the arm held by Jiang Xiaoou and walked away from the side, pretending not to recognize her.
Jiang Xiaoou chased after him unwillingly: "Come late, let's go together."
He stopped, but did not look back at her. He only said in a low voice that she could hear: "You are the 'goddess' in the hearts of millions of otakus. If you are photographed with me, how will you explain it to your fans?"
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When the company packaged her as a pure and beautiful girl, they signed an agreement: there could only be scandals and no love affairs. So even when she got married, she quietly went to California.
"I..." When she hesitated, the media that swarmed in after the show had already separated her from Xi Wanlai.
"Xiaoou, tell me what you think of Xiu?"
"Little gull..."
Xi Wanlai shrugged and walked away from the crowd without looking back.
Backstage.
Gu Nanshun, who had just come off the field, took off his complicated accessories and walked to the women's locker room: "Where is Pei Xiao?"
The designer's assistant walked out pushing a rack of clothes, which contained Pei Xiao's clothes for the stage: "She has changed out of her clothes, she should have left by now."