The freshly released media photos at the opening ceremony of the London High Jewelry Exhibition were soon spread through the official website’s “live photo broadcast” channel.

One of the photos of Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang sitting side by side in the VIP seat was like a deep-water torpedo, which exploded after crossing mountains and seas.

In fact, there are many other guests in the same frame with them, but they are inevitably turned into the background board by the appearance and temperament of these two people. The focus of the bystanders is all on this couple who are rated as "goldenuple".

In the photo, Cheng Lang leaned his body slightly, smiled and lowered his head, and was talking in Xu Qiao's ear. Xu Qiao looked forward at the large screen on the stage, but his expression was holding back his smile.

After enlarging the photo, the hands of the two holding each other's fingers, as well as the Paraiba tourmaline ring on Xu Qiao's left middle finger, known as the "King of Tourmaline".

At the end of the opening ceremony, Xu Qiao received a WeChat message like Zhu Li's deathly serial calls.

Zhu Li: "I tell you, I'm attending a cocktail party outside tonight. I heard Zhao Baoxing's sisters talk about her snobbery in the banquet hall, saying that she used to be domineering instructing them, and then she was a dog licking in front of Wen Yue. In fact, she has long been disgusted with her. Now this is called evil and will be punished by evil..."

Zhu Li: "I feel very happy when I hear this, but the other person changed the subject and took you out, saying that Zhao Baoxing was just like you, and he was obviously a fool, but where did he laugh at you when he got the face of laughing at you."

Zhu Li: "What is a fool? I have seen a handful of people who step on it, but I have never seen a handful of people who step on it. I can't listen to this anymore. I'm also drunk too much alcohol and I'll just throw a glass of Rafi in 1982.

Because of the continuous vibration, Xu Qiao took out his cell phone from his handbag and took a look.

Seeing this, I couldn't stop like watching a TV series, so I asked Cheng Lang to cover her up and said that she was playing with her mobile phone for a while.

Cheng Lang blocked the camera on one side of his body.

She typed and replied: "Mulan, Xiao Zhu, Beicheng, Hua, Mulan! Women are as good as men! I really don't know what kind of man is qualified to marry you home!"

After blowing the rainbow fart, she sent a curious baby emoticon: "What about?"

Zhu Li: "Then they want to fight me. My fists are hard to beat four hands. I was thinking about a countermeasure when the opponent suddenly became silent. Someone took a cell phone to persuade them to see the photos."

Zhu Li: "I'm still confused. I looked at their mobile phone screens with my eyes of five.2. Hey, you and Cheng Lang made it public! I just slapped the wine glass, imitating your slap in the face, saying, 'This glass of wine was poured on behalf of Mr. Xiao Cheng. You scolded Zhao Baoxing, this is your freedom of speech, but you scolded Xu Qiao, sorry, Xiao Cheng will never give you this freedom'."

Xu Qiao gave me a thumping expression and laughing wildly over.

Zhu Li: "Then the group of people didn't dare to meet me until the end of the cocktail party. They saw me like a rat crossing the street. I didn't expect that Zhu Li would be proud of you for a day. What is this? This is called my husband who is looking for a good job and the whole family is full. But I'm sorry, I borrowed your husband's reputation and took action with you first and then reported it."

Xu Qiao: "Aren't you venting your anger for me? Borrow whatever you want!"

After the opening ceremony, guests will be free to participate in the exhibition.

When Xu Qiao walked in the exhibition corridor with Cheng Lang's arms in his arms, he was asked who he was just sending a message.

She took out her cell phone and showed it to him.

Cheng Lang looked over with all his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Who is your husband?"

This focus is quite unexpected and reasonable.

Xu Qiao said "Oh" in annoyance.

When Zhu Li called Cheng Lang this, she naturally acquiesced without thinking, so she didn't think anything was wrong with showing Cheng Lang.

But after thinking about it carefully, her baby and wife didn't even shout, so she carried him to the throne of her husband. This was a bit of a loss of price.

She glanced at him: "I don't know, let's see who wants to be."

Cheng Lang obviously saw the little girl in her heart and sent her to the "stairs": "I want to."

"Then come on." Xu Qiao gave him an encouraging look of "The road is long and arduous, and you will search up and down."

Cheng Lang smiled and continued to walk deep into the corridor with her, walking and stopping according to her rhythm. Occasionally, he stopped and looked at the jewelry in the display cabinet and sighed: "Oh, this is the master level, I just rubbed my tail."

"Most outstanding people from all walks of life have your ideas every moment, so they will succeed."

Xu Qiao smiled and looked at him.

A boyfriend with a high emotional intelligence is worry-free. When he says "nothing is right", he can also say things that are not exaggerated and distorted, but also comfort and please his girlfriend.

"Then I will thank Mr. Xiao Cheng for his good words." She said.

The phone in Cheng Lang's hand suddenly vibrated, showing Cheng Ye's call.

I thought I knew that I must have heard of Xu Qiao's news, and now I came to ask for a crime.

Xu Qiao glanced at the caller ID: "The message is very fast."

Cheng Lang cut off the phone and seemed too lazy to pay attention to it. But Cheng Ye called over unremittingly.

"I'll deal with it. You can go forward first and come back to find you later." After three consecutive calls, he shook his cell phone at her.

Xu Qiao nodded and continued to move forward along the jewelry display cabinet alone. Unexpectedly, after Cheng Lang left, he met a group of guests who were chatting with him after walking a few steps.

The other party was two Italian men, and he was very excited to shake hands with her as soon as he came up.

She politely shook the two of them separately and kept a decent smile.

The two looked at each other and began to express their intentions.

Expressed in Italian.

Xu Qiao made a sorry gesture in embarrassment and said in English: "Sorry, I don't understand Italian. Do you know English?"

As Xu Qiao knows, many Italians do not know how to speak English, and even if they know, the pronunciation of Italian English is puzzling.

Sure enough, the two tried to communicate with Xu Qiao in English. After stuttering and dancing, Xu Qiao was still confused.

It was the moment of stalemate that a delicate sound of high heels came from behind: "Do you need help?"

Xu Qiao was so moved by this familiar mother tongue that he was so sad. He turned around and saw a graceful and luxurious woman walking towards her in a top hat.

He looks very young and seems to be in his early thirties, but he should be a woman who is a little older than him.

A very beautiful and dignified woman has her noble spirit accumulated over the years.

Xu Qiao nodded: "Hello, if you know Italian, then I need your help."

The woman took off her hat, looked at her quietly, walked to her side, and said directly to the two men opposite in Italian: "Next, I will translate it for this lady."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and returned to Italian: "We are from Bianca Jewelry and we admire and like Miss Yuli's works very much. But during our investigation, we found that the studio where Miss Yuli is currently in has been abandoned for many years and has no systematic operating system. We think this is a pity because a good studio team can bring the talents of jewelry designers to the extreme..."

The other party talked endlessly for a long time and finally asked: "So we want to invite Miss Yuli to cooperate with us, hoping that she will switch to Bianca Jewelry. I wonder if Miss Yuli is considering this proposal?"

The woman nodded gently from time to time during the whole process, showing her understanding, and finally turned to Xu Qiao: "These two are jewelry merchants from Italy. They appreciate and like your design very much. I would like to ask if you would like to sell them the series of works they brought this time after the exhibition."

Xu Qiao showed a sudden enlightenment, looked at the two men who were smiling with a gun on their faces, and asked the woman: "What else?"

"Hmm?" the woman asked.

"Oh, I think they seemed to have said a lot."

The woman said calmly: "It's all a compliment to your work. Do I need my complete translation?"

"Ah, I won't bother you with this part. Please tell them for me, because this set of works is my debut work and has special significance to me, so I don't consider selling it to the public."

The woman turned to the two men again: "I'm very sorry, Miss Yuli said that she would not accept your proposal."

The two showed regretful expressions, as if they wanted to fight for it in the end: "We are willing to do our best to package and market Ms. Yuli, including her works, can also provide her with well-connected customer channels. Does she really not consider it at all?"

The woman said to Xu Qiao again: "They asked, will your studio be sold?"

Xu Qiao was embarrassed and shook her head: "Ah, this is even more impossible to sell."

"Sorry, she still said she would not accept it." The woman recounted.

"We are willing to show all sincerity. We can try our best to cooperate with any conditions she has."

"They said, it's okay to make as much money." The woman sighed and said to Xu Qiao.

Xu Qiao waved his hand: "I'm really sorry, this studio belongs to my boyfriend. What my boyfriend lacks the most is money."

The woman covered her lips and smiled, giving Xu Qiao a look of "I understand you".

Before Xu Qiao could understand the essence from this look, the two men opposite him bid farewell to her with regret and left.

She waved goodbye to the other party, and after she left, she thanked the woman: "Thank you for your translation, your Italian is as beautiful as you."

The woman looked at her side unexpectedly and asked with a smile: "Are you so sweet to your boyfriend?"

"Ah," Xu Qiao was stunned, not quite understanding why the topic jumped so quickly, "He is sweeter to me."

The woman nodded with satisfaction, her hat was gently clamped on her fingertips, and she pointed forward: "I was a little curious when I heard them talk about your design just now. I wonder if I have the honor to see your jewelry works?"

"Of course, I'll take you there."

One is to thank her for her translation, and the other is, Xu Qiao felt that the woman's appearance made people feel inexplicably comfortable and friendly, so she chose to lead her way herself. Anyway, Cheng Lang has not come back, so she is still idle.

The two walked side by side towards Showcase No. 27.

In the display cabinet No. 27, there are four pieces of feather's series of jewelry - royal sapphire rings, pearl-connected platinum necklaces and bracelets, diamond substrates, and red tourmaline-adorned earrings. Each piece uses feather elements.

The woman stood in front of the shining display cabinet and nodded frequently, and finally sighed: "Your jewelry is as beautiful as you."

Xu Qiao said "Thank you" just as he came to her mouth, and then heard the second half of her sentence: "It's more beautiful than I thought."

"Hmm?" Xu Qiao was stunned, "Better than you... imagined?"

Very good, why imagine her?

The woman turned to face her and smiled and said, "I haven't introduced myself to you yet. My surname is Zhang, and I'm just Zhang."

Xu Qiao looked at her charming peach blossom eyes, and suddenly felt an alarm in her heart and blinked blankly.

At the same moment, the sound of men's leather shoes gradually approached. Zhang Hongjun turned his head and saw Cheng Lang standing around the corner, staring at this side with helpless look on his face.

Zhang Hongjun turned his eyes and smiled at Xu Qiao: "My husband's surname is Cheng, and he is the one who is popular in Cheng."

Xu Qiao glanced at Cheng Lang in panic, swallowed for a moment, and asked Zhang Hongjun: "Then... the son's surname is Cheng?"
Chapter completed!