At around eight o'clock in the evening, all the photos of several sets of clothes were completed. Zhang Wei sat at the long table, watching Fu Chen click through the photos, and smiled with satisfaction: "I still have good taste."

Huo Xichen came over after changing his clothes and stood aside to watch for a while.

The men's clothing in this series is very different from the military-style men's clothing on the market today. Most of the men's clothing in this style online today are dark green or simply camouflage, and the styles are mainly casual jackets or short-sleeved.

, basically sports style, monotonous and stereotyped.

This series of designs by Zhang Wei highlights the slimming effect and temperament, and the styles are mainly windbreakers, double-breasted coats and shirts.

The former is loose and sporty, while the latter is stylish and handsome.

"What do you think?" Jiang Weicheng came over and asked him for his opinion.

Huo Xichen pulled her in front of him, hugged her shoulders from behind, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair: "My Chengcheng is so capable. Even I want to buy this series of clothes. They will definitely be very popular after they are officially sold."

Hot!”

The soft and intimate tone challenges the eardrums of others.

Fu Chen frowned slightly while facing the computer. He had watched the other person show off his affection for several hours, and now he didn't even want to scold him for being childish.

However, behind him, the young boy continued to speak coquettishly: "Chengcheng, I'm hungry, do you want to order takeout?"

Jiang Weicheng glanced at his watch and found that it was almost half past eight: "Didn't you just say you wanted to eat hot pot? Let's go eat now."

"Don't you have to stay with...the photographer to edit and select the pictures?" He said with a slightly innocent tone, as if he was thinking about his work wholeheartedly.

Jiang Weicheng suppressed laughter and did not expose him: "It's okay, Fu Chen will take care of it."

Fu Chen:……

Jiang Weicheng called Guan Yuqing and asked her to order takeout for the remaining staff, and asked Zhang Wei if she wanted to go eat hot pot.

"What am I going to do, be a lightbulb?" He joked, showing that he still had some sense of sight. "You go on a date, I'll watch here for a while."

"Okay, let's go first, please continue."

Fu Chen raised his head and looked at the backs of the two of them. The usually vigorous and resolute woman let the other person hug her, and when she was about to walk out of the studio, she also put her arms around the other person's waist.

Judging from the looks of the two of them, they didn't seem to be affected by the previous photos at all.

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That night, when Huo Xichen held Jiang Weicheng's hand and left the hot pot restaurant, he caught a glimpse of something wrong.

He quickly determined the source of the something amiss.

He refused to dodge, and even adjusted the angle to expose his face in that direction more clearly. At one point, he pulled the woman beside him into his arms and kissed her again and again on the face.

After so generously sending countless photos to each other, Huo Xichen smiled in the direction of the camera before getting in the car, then blew a kiss to the other person, got in the car, closed the door and drove away in one breath.

The paparazzi hiding behind the trees and poking at them secretly:...

Yes, is it dazzled?

Did the other party see him just now, and instead of being angry, he blew him a kiss?!

The next day, there was a new development in the love affair of the beautiful designer Jiang Weicheng, the founder of the Orange brand. If the last photo with the photographer Fu Chen was still ambiguous, then this time the photo is a real exposure of the relationship.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Weicheng is not a celebrity. Some people will be staring at her and taking photos recently, just because of the subsequent popularity brought by Tang Yuna's appearance at the "Orange" show.

Therefore, the previous photos were only circulated in a small area after being online, and most of them were people in the design circle paying attention and discussing them.

Therefore, Jiang Weicheng never responded in any way. After all, this kind of small-scale spread cannot cause trouble, and ignoring it is the best way to deal with it.

But this time the situation was completely different. The photo went viral within a few hours of being posted online, and eventually even became a hot search topic.

The reason is very simple. Huo Xichen's face is so good-looking, her clothes are good, her legs are long and her waist is narrow, and she is a top-notch celebrity in the current entertainment industry.

In an era when men are in charge, even various skin care products and cosmetics for women are endorsed by various popular male stars. You can imagine the enthusiasm for men in this era.

The photo had been on the hot search all day long. Jiang Weicheng didn't show much kindness to Huo Xichen, and almost everyone in the studio could tell.

The atmosphere was tense. Privately, they felt that Mr. Jiang had a quarrel with her boyfriend. As for the reason for the quarrel, could it be because she didn't want to make it public yet?

Sure enough, the man behind Mr. Jiang is not so easy to do, especially when he is several years younger than her. Is this making her angry?

Jiang Weicheng was indeed very angry.

Others didn't know him well, but she knew it. Although he didn't show any deliberateness in the photo, she could still tell that he must have noticed that someone was taking the photo of them.

But he didn't avoid it, and he deliberately let the other party take pictures of him by being intimate with her.

"So, what are you angry about now? You and Fu Chen were photographed before, and I didn't even see you giving him a look. Why am I angry when it's my turn? Am I a very shameful boyfriend?"

Jiang Weicheng was so angry that she laughed, and she threw the tablet in front of him: "Before you say these words, can you read the comments of those people below? Most people are saying that you are a boy, a mistress, and a third girl.

Relying on your youth, good looks, body, and status to destroy other people's feelings, is this very impressive?"

Nowadays, there are many trolls on the Internet who are not satisfied with their lives, so they like to hide behind the screen and leave random comments and abuses to vent their anger.

It had only been a few days since the photo of her and Fu Chen had been taken, but his sudden appearance, coupled with the fact that the photo was out of the circle and on hot searches, didn't it mean that he had become a living target and given to others for scolding?

Huo Xichen sat on the sofa in the office and browsed the page for a while, without paying much attention: "Let them scold me, I don't care."

"I have something to say!" Jiang Weicheng angrily grabbed his ears, "You are so innocent, why are you being scolded like this? Those people don't understand you at all, so why should they scold you? What qualifications do they have to scold you?

!”

Huo Xichen raised his head to look at her, and the bad mood of being dumped by her with a cold face for a whole day was instantly cleared.

He let her grab his ears, put his arms around her waist, sandwiched her between his long legs, buried his cheek in her heart and rubbed her again and again: "So that's why you're angry..."

She lost her temper as he rubbed her back and forth, and reached out to pry the hand clasped on her lower back. Naturally, she couldn't pry it off, so she had to grab his ear and ask him to lift his face: "Next time before you do this kind of thing.

Can you discuss it with me first?"

"Kiss me and I will promise you." He looked up at her, his eyes filled with tenderness and warmth.

"Don't act like a baby." Jiang Weicheng rubbed his hair, "You are twenty-one years old, and you still act like a baby?"

Even though she said that, she couldn't stop feeling soft in her heart when facing this softened face, so she lowered her head and kissed him on the eyes.

He likes the way she seduces him under certain circumstances, and also likes this kind of light affection that is full of comfort and tenderness, which makes him feel that he is being pampered and pampered, and he is extremely satisfied.

"Even when I reach forty, I will still act coquettishly with you." He pulled her onto his lap and was about to kiss her on the lips when someone knocked on the office door.

He could only reluctantly let go of her, watched her stand aside, and then said, "Please come in."

The door opened and the person who came was Fu Chen. He had work during the day and only returned to the studio in the afternoon. As soon as he came back, he heard gossip.
Chapter completed!