Author: Jiu Yuehe

Yan Feng tugged at the director, praying with her eyes, hoping that the other party would not leave her behind, but the other party left without hesitation, and even smiled at Wu Qian: "You guys talk slowly, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!"

Seeing the person walking away, Yan Feng could only retract his gaze, straighten his back and look at the woman opposite with some caution.

"My name is Wu Qian!" Wu Qian leaned back in her chair and looked at Yan Feng up and down while holding the wine glass. She was very relaxed and completely devoid of the reserve and etiquette that should be expected in such an occasion.

"Hello, Miss Wu, my name is Yan Feng!" Yan Feng sat upright, but still had a decent smile on her face. She had practiced this smile in front of the mirror for a long time, and even the media often praised her for her charming smile.

It was not that she had never seen the world before, but Hong Kong City was indeed a completely new place, so she was inevitably a little flustered.

"I know, I've seen your performance, and you sang very well!" Wu Qian's eyebrows are thicker unibrows, and the tail of her eyebrows is slightly slanted and raised, which makes her look a bit flamboyant, especially on her face.

After all, his expressions are exaggerated, and his eyebrows tend to rise when he speaks, giving him a sense of careless oppression.

Wu Qian's beauty is aggressive and sexy, while Yan Feng is Xiaojiabiyu's soft beauty. Although each has his or her own merits, one is tight and the other is loose. The two are competing in their auras!

Yan Feng didn't know what attitude to use towards the "little wife" of the wealthy family in front of him. Being too close would make him lose his identity; but if he was too cold, she was the second roommate of the Li family across Ming Road after all, and she was new here.

Who should be offended and who should not be offended? We haven’t figured out the way yet!

Just when she was struggling in her mind, thinking about how to choose words and sentences, trying to match her status while not making the other party unhappy, she heard Wu Qian ask again: "Is your dress made of willow?"

Yan Feng was startled, blinked her big beautiful eyes, and blurted out: "Miss Wu knows Yang Liu?"

After asking, he lowered his head and looked at his clothes. In fact, these clothes were designed by Chen Feixu, and most of them were completed by Chen Yan, but there was some shadow of Yang Liu in them.

Wu Qian smiled, with a hint of warmth in her eyes: "We have known each other for many years. She helped me make my wedding dress. We can be considered friends!"

Wu Qian's eyes looked a little nostalgic and helpless. She hadn't contacted him for many years, and she didn't know if Yang Liu still considered her a friend.

However, it seems that Yang Liu didn't regard her as such a good friend before. Since the wedding, the two of them have cut off all contact, although they both know where the other is!

But, for some reason, neither of them bothered each other. Maybe, not bothering is also a kind of respect!

With a familiar person as the topic of conversation, Yan Feng relaxed a little and his smile became sincere: "Oh, I never heard Sister Yang Liu mention it. I didn't expect that she has friends in Hong Kong City!"

Yan Feng smiled: "Strictly speaking, I am her client. However, we have not contacted her for several years!"

"Ah? Miss Wu is also a client of Sister Yangliu?" Yan Feng only knew that Yangliu's business was extremely bleak, but he didn't know that she could actually manage the Li family's business in Hong Kong City, and she became more curious about Yangliu.

Wu Qian didn't want to say more, so she suddenly changed the topic: "I saw your interview yesterday, why don't you take the opportunity to help Yangliu promote it?"

Yan Feng opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer? Could she say that vanity was at work?

"However, her clothes are extremely expensive, and not many can afford them!" Wu Qian thought Yan Feng and Yang Liu had some agreement, so she smoothed things over.

"It's expensive? It's okay!" Yan Feng was eager to change the subject and answered immediately.

"Isn't it expensive? She charged me 60,000 yuan for my wedding dress! That was six years ago."

In fact, she received the kickback herself, but this cannot be revealed, so Yang Liu can only take the blame!

"What? Sixty thousand?" Think about the price of her clothes. With the improvement of living standards, although the price is also increasing, it is only a few hundred. The most expensive dress is only one thousand, but it is also expensive for her.

It's outrageous. How many times have I felt that Yangliu's business was bleak, so I caught her trying to make money alone.

But now it seems that Yangliu's business is bleak. People are not short of money and don't care whether they have business or not.

"Wedding dresses are more expensive, but my dress is much cheaper!" Yan Feng explained with a smile.

"Seven years ago, she charged me 6,000 to 10,000 for a dress. Do you think it's cheap?" Wu Qian said with a smile that made Yan Feng's face turn pale.

"My clothes were made by Sister Yang Liu's apprentice for me, so they are much cheaper." Only then did Yan Feng know the reason why Yang Liu didn't make clothes for herself. It turned out that she was so valuable!

Wu Qian smiled and stood up suddenly to end the chat: "When the reporter asked you about your clothes, you didn't mention Yangliu. I understand what you mean. I probably think she is not worthy of your current status. But I want to advise you,

Vanity Fair in Hong Kong City

It's not that easy to get along. I came here specifically to remind you because you know Yang Liu, and go back while you can still escape. You are prosperous in the mainland, why bother coming to Hong Kong?

Where is the muddy water in the city’s pond?”

Yan Feng bit her lower lip and stared at Wu Qian's back as she walked in a charming manner on stiletto heels.

"Leave, why should I leave? I can do well in China, and I can do well in Hong Kong City. I not only want to do well in Hong Kong City, but I also want to use Hong Kong City as a springboard to go international. I, Yan Feng,

You shouldn’t only achieve this little in your life!”

How could Yan Feng, who had ambitions and dreams, listen to the advice of a "little wife" who relies on her face and body to seduce men!

She even felt that she, a shameless woman, looked down on her. Who did she have to advise herself from above? She was just a woman who gave birth to men in exchange for money. She was many times more despicable than herself. Who did she have to tell herself?

What to do?

By the way, she must have come here specifically to ridicule herself because she didn't help Yang Liu with publicity. Who is she?

By the time she becomes famous, Wu Qian will probably be old and faded, and will be as cheap as dust!

Wu Qian turned around and met Yan Feng's resentful gaze. She couldn't help but shrug, turned and left coolly, saying that it was difficult to persuade the devil who was looking for death, so she might as well touch the south wall by herself!

She went straight to Mrs. Li's house. Many years ago, Wu Qian was one of the protagonists of the wedding banquet and was out socializing. Mrs. Li was lying on the bed quietly reading a book.

Now, the Li family is once again hosting a banquet to welcome the newlyweds, and Mrs. Li is still calmly reading in bed.

Wu Qian didn't know what the point of reading so many books was. Why not let Mr. Li succeed and take the illegitimate child back?

Mrs. Li put down her book and raised her eyes to look at Wu Qian, her eyes were as calm as ever!

Wu Qian walked to Mrs. Li's bed and sat down. She habitually stretched out her hand to squeeze Mrs. Li's leg with extremely skillful movements.

Neither of them spoke, and the noise outside was faintly heard, which made the place feel extra quiet and deserted.

Mrs. Li is old and has gray hair. She rarely sees outsiders and does not need to dye her hair.

But her eyes still penetrated deep into the bottom of the sea, making Wu Qian unable to see through.

However, Wu Qian didn't need to understand today, she felt too tired.
Chapter completed!