May 16, 2023
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
A fantasy feast, Lu Zhiqiao was immersed in it, heartily.
She sweated a little and felt hot. She closed her eyes, lay still for a while, took out the little toy, pulled a tissue and roughly wiped it, put it aside, got up and went into the bathroom for a second shower.
After her release, she felt a little sleepy, but her body and mind were comfortable, and refreshed.
In the past, she always felt guilty when she did this, even if she was alone at home, she had to take cover and hide, as if she was afraid of being seen by the outside world. Now she has gradually accepted and gotten used to it, and doesn't think too much about it anymore, and only focuses on satisfying herself.
But because the object of her fantasies was Qi Yan, who was right across from her, she still couldn't help being a little embarrassed.
The warm water felt comfortable on her body. Lu Zhiqiao was greedy for a moment, stood under the shower for a while, closed her eyes, unconsciously imagining the water flowing over her skin as Qi Yan's hand. Gentle, careful, and teasing recklessly.
What is she doing this for?
As long as she dresses more seductively, knocks on the room across from her, say a few nice words and take the initiative, she doesn't need to comfort herself with a cold machine. But that is Qi Yan, the person she treasures in her heart, not a tool for her to satisfy her desires.
She tries hard to face her desires directly, seeing them as simple and ordinary needs like eating and drinking water. So that one day, when the two of them decide to love each other, it will be natural, she will not be ashamed or embarrassed, so that she can fully enjoy the pleasure and give her and the other person a wonderful experience.
If ever that comes a day...
The more she washed, the hotter she became. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the water, didn't wipe, and went out in her bathrobe, letting her body dry naturally.
She cleaned the little toy, wiped it carefully with a disinfectant wipe, put it back in the box, and got ready for bed.
When she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Diagonally across.
Then she heard Qi Yan's voice: "Jiang Yu, open the door."
Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, then tiptoed to the door and listened...
There were several knocks outside before the door opened. The two seemed to be talking in a low voice, and she couldn't hear clearly. Then the door closed. Her heart also hung in the air.
Did Qi Yan enter Jiang Yu's room?
Really...
Before she could think about it, there was a sound of a door closing.
"..."
Oh, she was thinking too much.
She just probably returned the clothes.
Lu Zhiqiao let out a long breath, and clutched her chest, her heartbeat was still a little fast and chaotic, showing signs of anxiety, bubbling like soda.
Jiang Yu...
That name is like her ticking time bomb, she can't tell when it will explode in her heart, making her anxious and helpless.
Thinking of Qi Yan's hesitant look when Jiang Yu handed over the coat in the toilet earlier that night, she knew that the woman still had her in her heart, cared about her, and cared about her feelings. It was a completely uncontrolled and natural reaction.
Ever since they argued, Qi Yan has been at a distance from her, sometimes very close, as if within reach, sometimes as if thousands of miles away. She was unsure of her thoughts and could only move forward cautiously, probing and repeatedly tormenting herself.
Although she is trying to know herself, she still treats her feelings like headless chicken, not knowing how to chase or use any means, she just walks forward with intuition and instinct, stumbling forward.
Compared to Jiang Yu, she looked so clumsy.
She was a little frustrated tonight, always thinking that it would have been great if she wore a coat, then Jiang Yu would have nothing to do, and Qi Yan would not knock on Jiang Yu's door, but on her door.
Did Jiang Yu do it on purpose? No, she didn't actually do anything wrong.
But why did she go into the toilet at that time? Seeing Qi Yan come in, did she also come in and follow? Did she discover her relationship with Qi Yan? Throughout the whole scene, she only inadvertently stared at Qi Yan for a few seconds without any communication, what could she find?
There are too many factors that are uncertain now, she doesn't know whether Jiang Yu is still interested in Qi Yan, and she doesn't know whether she should confess her relationship with Qi Yan in front of Jiang Yu - it is equivalent to declaring ownership. It's very childish, though.
What's the relationship between her and Qi Yan?
Lu Zhiqiao's heart sank, and she gasped a little. She realized she was going around in circles and now she's back to the original point...
The next day, it was all sunny, including the small island, Jiangcheng, and Tokyo.
A black concierge car drives slowly on the country road. The driver was sitting on the right, steering the wheel attentively, with a serious face.
Sitting in the back row was a woman with curly black hair, bright red lips, fair skin, dressed in black, with her eyes closed, she looked solemn and quiet, like a rough jade hidden in the darkness. She tapped her knees with her fingertips, once, and suddenly opened her eyes.
"How long will it be?"
With slightly parted red lips, she spit out fluent Japanese, her voice as cold as crushed ice.
"Not more than five minutes." The driver replied seriously.
She nodded lightly and said nothing.
The day before yesterday, Shu Minxi arrived in Japan, first went to Osaka to visit clients, and then remembered her old partner Aoki's house for many years, so she stopped by to visit Tokyo.
The Aoki family, Teisei Co., Ltd.
Earlier, she heard that there was a fierce power struggle within the higher ups, and the high-level divisions were split. It happened that the old man, President Aoki, was seriously ill, and the company was on the verge of collapse. Yesterday, when she visited their home, she learned that the company had closed down, President Aoki had died of illness, many properties in the family had been sold off, and he still owed a whole lot of debt, and his children was nowhere to be found.
Old man Aoki, she once regarded him as her father-in-law.
It's a pity that this so-called "father-in-law" broke up her small family of two.
It's good he died.
She dialed the number she hadn't dialed for a long time...
The car drove to the corner of the city, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and found a quiet place. Soon, she arrived at the address on the phone and stopped in front of a hut.
Shu Minxi got off the car and stood at the door to look around.
The hut has white walls and black tiles, and a sloping roof. It is surrounded by a human-high wall. There is no word on the nameplate outside the wall, the courtyard gate is made of wood and is not locked, and a short tree sticks its head out of the fence, full of greenery.
She asked the driver to wait outside, and went straight in through the door.
"Mom, come and chase me~"
"Don't run too fast, Izumi, slow down or you might fall."
Two figures, one big and one small, were chasing and playing in the yard. The little girl wore twin tails and held a small pink leather ball in her arms, running around the flower garden, giggling non-stop. Saki chased after her, her apricot-colored dress was blown up by the wind, with a gentle smile on her face.
She ran around the flower garden to the front, raised her eyes, saw the person by the courtyard gate, and stopped.
The two pairs of eyes met.
—— dong
The little girl bumped into her mother and was bounced by the ball in her arms. She raised her head, opened her round eyes, and looked at the strange aunt curiously.
The leaves are rustling and her hair is messy.
Saki was stunned for a moment, her eyes turned a little red, and her plain face showed a little helplessness, "You are here..." Her lips twitched slightly, her expression couldn't tell whether it was excitement or frustration, and she was incoherent for a while, "Come in... come in and sit."
After finishing speaking, the little girl grabbed her skirt, she hurriedly lowered her head, smiled at the child, and whispered a few words.
The little girl nodded, bowed obediently to Shu Minxi, and called auntie in a crisp voice.
Shu Minxi's eyes turned around in the yard, and then fell back on the mother and daughter. Her eyes were a little dark, and the air pressure seemed to be a few degrees lower. For a moment, she withdrew her gaze and walked into the room without saying a word.
The hut looks quite old, it should be some years old, inside is very clean, everything is neatly placed, spacious, and the color scheme is comfortable. The surrounding environment is also clean, it is suitable for retirement.
Shu Minxi was not used to sitting on her knees, so she moved out the square cushion beside the low table, and sat with her legs straight, casually.
Saki brewed tea, brought it up, and put it in front of her.
She didn't say thank you either, and just silently stared at the blend of green and yellow tea in the cup, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she picked it up and blew it, then she raised her head and took a sip.
A very disrespectful way of drinking.
Saki smiled, and said lightly, "You are still you."
There was a mirror hanging on the wall, reflecting Shu Minxi's cold face, but after this sentence, her expression softened. She looked away and said softly, "I heard about your family."
The smile froze on the corner of Saki's lips, and soon her expression dimmed.
"You live here with the kid?"
"Mm."
The little girl was in the room, Shu Minxi glanced subconsciously.
Looking at the layout of the house, the area, the furnishings in the house, and the clothes of the mother and daughter, far from the appearance of the former young miss. The family is down and out and still in debt, with an oil bottle*. One can imagine how hard it is to live.
*excess baggage, a child borne from the previous marriage or out of wedlock.
Complicated emotions welled up in her heart, and felt a little pain, she couldn't tell what it was like exactly.
Perhaps sensing this, Saki spoke in a whisper, "There is alimony, not much, but enough for me and Izumi to live."
Shu Minxi turned her head, stared at her face, saw the bitterness deep in her eyes, and there was still a trace of forbearance, her heart was suddenly pricked, she turned her face away again, and changed the topic.
"Sister Ningning has passed away."
Saki froze: "When did it happen?"
"May."
She calculated lightly.
Saki was startled, slowly opened her eyes wide, and suddenly rushed over to grab her arm, forcefully said: "Why didn't you tell me?"
The originally peaceful atmosphere was broken by this sudden news.
Shu Minxi frowned and her face turned cold. She shook off her hand and pushed her which made her stagger, looking at her with a sneer and saying, "Tell you and then what? Show love at her funeral?"
Saki lay on the ground in embarrassment, her hair was messed up, and was panting lowly, with a hint of panic in her eyes.
"Isn't it already over? What do you still mind... "
"That's right, you easily got over it."
"I'm not as relaxed as you are. I was also under a lot of pressure at the time, and it's been so many years, and they are both gone. What's the point of mentioning it again?"
The two quarreled.
The little girl ran out of the room, looked at them in bewilderment, and cried.
With a sullen face, Shu Minxi turned her head and gave the girl a hard look, her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists.
As long as she gets reminded that this child was born by Saki and that dog man, she would get angry. The scars from many years ago not only did not heal with time, but also festered, leaving her with nothing but excruciating pain.
"Izumi..."
Hearing the crying, Saki panicked and hurried to coax the child. Those gentle and doting eyes, and soft words.
Shu Minxi stood up with a sneer, turned and left.
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
….
The island is sunny and full of tourists, which is the peak tourist season.
The entire show is divided into two parts: lingerie and dresses, each held in one day. Today is the lingerie show, tomorrow is the dress show, and there is still a contract to be signed at the end.
In the morning, the venue is set up, the equipment is adjusted, and the models are putting on makeup, styling, trying on makeup, and rehearsing. Everyone in the team is busy.
Qi Yan woke up early, adjusted her camera, communicated with the lighting engineer, and chatted with the models in the makeup room. She is very talkative and particularly sociable, and she got along with everyone in just a few words. Those who had any opinions on her before seemed to have lost their memory.
In this show, Jiang Yu will be on stage in person.
The woman was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing a set of dark green pantyhose underwear with black lace trim, long curly hair scattered on her shoulders and back, revealing a cold and stern side profile, charming, indifferent, and a bit wild.
The other models in the dressing room were also very beautiful, but Jiang Yu who was sitting there with an irresistible charm, quietly became the focus.
Qi Yan was chatting with people, then her eyes drifted away unconsciously.
Tsk Tsk.
Such a nice figure.
However, the "career line" is not obvious.
Compared with Qiao Qiao, it is obviously too small.
She looked away and continued talking and laughing with a model.
In the morning rehearsal, only the brand was present, and the venue was cold and empty, making it very boring. Although they're just on their own, every detail requires rigor and perfection, so no one dares to neglect.
After the first round of rehearsal, Qi Yan's arms were a little sore.
She sat on the chair and rested for a while, lowered her head and swiped her phone, accidentally clicked into WeChat Moments, scrolled down one by one, and suddenly saw the photo posted by Lu Zhiqiao last night.
The black off-the-shoulder evening dress looked solemn and elegant, with emeralds hanging on the thin necklace, and the earrings are of the same style, giving it a sense of design.
This combination is actually difficult to manage, especially depending on facial shape and temperament.
It's like rose purple clothes, worn by ordinary people, if one is not careful, it will look like a "hot style" of a middle-aged mother's outfit. But Lu Zhiqiao can easily wear it with an intellectual taste, giving people a mysterious and noble feeling, charming, and not gaudy.
She casually tapped on it.
Save.
"Isn't that Ms. Lu?" A charming female voice sounded next to her ear.
Qi Yan was taken aback, quickly locked the screen, and when she looked up, she saw Jiang Yu standing behind her at some point, with a sly smile flashing in her coquettish eyes, looking intrigued.
.…
The show starts at 7:30 p.m. and lasts for two hours.
The venue is set up by the sea, semi-open-air, with a mystical and elegant purple as motif, the lighting effect of the stage is gorgeous and luxurious, and the overall design is romantic and full of sentimentality.
Qi Yan's camera was at the end of the runway, facing the center of the stage. She is responsible for taking fixed-point photos.
Brand owners, sponsors, and the media sat on both sides of the runway, and the rest of the audience who bought tickets sat in different areas according to their ticket value.
Lu Zhiqiao sat very close to Qi Yan.
The woman stood behind the tripod, holding the camera in her hands, with a focused expression. Every time she took a fixed-point moment, she would blink her eyes and raise the corners of her mouth, as if smiling at the models.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and glanced at her from time to time, her movements were very restrained, for fear of letting others see who she was looking, she didn't know how many models appeared and how many sets of underwear were displayed.
Seeing Qi Yan smiling at each model, she felt a little uncomfortable, and comforted herself that it is necessary for work.
She turned her gaze back and then back again, her neck not resting.
"Ms. Lu, is your neck uncomfortable?" Assistant Xiao Wan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice.
Lu Zhiqiao was slightly stunned, and said calmly, "It's okay."
After speaking, she turned back and continue to look at the model.
Not long after, Jiang Yu appeared.
With a graceful figure, she walked to the catwalk with a calm and majestic step. Her long black curly hair was blown up and down, revealing a cold and stern face, sexy and elegant. This set of dark green pantyhose underwear seems to be tailor-made for her, and the unruly wildness faintly diffuses out, with a magnificent momentum.
Spectators in the back row screamed, and the atmosphere in the venue was suddenly boosted.
Lu Zhiqiao stared intently, her eyes moving slowly with Jiang Yu's pace.
Her figure is really good.
Her legs are so long.
Just the front... a little smaller.
She thought and lowered her head like a ghost, looked at herself, and felt a sense of superiority inexplicably, and then her eyes fell on Qi Yan's face at the end of the runway.
Qi Yan's lips were half-opened, her eyes revealed unconcealable amazement, and she almost forgot to take a picture.
She doesn't know if it's an illusion, but Jiang Yu's fixed time was a second or two longer than other models. After Qi Yan finished shooting, she stared at her blankly, then blinked and smiled brilliantly.
Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened.
May 16, 2023
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
A fantasy feast, Lu Zhiqiao was immersed in it, heartily.
She sweated a little and felt hot. She closed her eyes, lay still for a while, took out the little toy, pulled a tissue and roughly wiped it, put it aside, got up and went into the bathroom for a second shower.
After her release, she felt a little sleepy, but her body and mind were comfortable, and refreshed.
In the past, she always felt guilty when she did this, even if she was alone at home, she had to take cover and hide, as if she was afraid of being seen by the outside world. Now she has gradually accepted and gotten used to it, and doesn't think too much about it anymore, and only focuses on satisfying herself.
But because the object of her fantasies was Qi Yan, who was right across from her, she still couldn't help being a little embarrassed.
The warm water felt comfortable on her body. Lu Zhiqiao was greedy for a moment, stood under the shower for a while, closed her eyes, unconsciously imagining the water flowing over her skin as Qi Yan's hand. Gentle, careful, and teasing recklessly.
What is she doing this for?
As long as she dresses more seductively, knocks on the room across from her, say a few nice words and take the initiative, she doesn't need to comfort herself with a cold machine. But that is Qi Yan, the person she treasures in her heart, not a tool for her to satisfy her desires.
She tries hard to face her desires directly, seeing them as simple and ordinary needs like eating and drinking water. So that one day, when the two of them decide to love each other, it will be natural, she will not be ashamed or embarrassed, so that she can fully enjoy the pleasure and give her and the other person a wonderful experience.
If ever that comes a day...
The more she washed, the hotter she became. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the water, didn't wipe, and went out in her bathrobe, letting her body dry naturally.
She cleaned the little toy, wiped it carefully with a disinfectant wipe, put it back in the box, and got ready for bed.
When she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Diagonally across.
Then she heard Qi Yan's voice: "Jiang Yu, open the door."
Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, then tiptoed to the door and listened...
There were several knocks outside before the door opened. The two seemed to be talking in a low voice, and she couldn't hear clearly. Then the door closed. Her heart also hung in the air.
Did Qi Yan enter Jiang Yu's room?
Really...
Before she could think about it, there was a sound of a door closing.
"..."
Oh, she was thinking too much.
She just probably returned the clothes.
Lu Zhiqiao let out a long breath, and clutched her chest, her heartbeat was still a little fast and chaotic, showing signs of anxiety, bubbling like soda.
Jiang Yu...
That name is like her ticking time bomb, she can't tell when it will explode in her heart, making her anxious and helpless.
Thinking of Qi Yan's hesitant look when Jiang Yu handed over the coat in the toilet earlier that night, she knew that the woman still had her in her heart, cared about her, and cared about her feelings. It was a completely uncontrolled and natural reaction.
Ever since they argued, Qi Yan has been at a distance from her, sometimes very close, as if within reach, sometimes as if thousands of miles away. She was unsure of her thoughts and could only move forward cautiously, probing and repeatedly tormenting herself.
Although she is trying to know herself, she still treats her feelings like headless chicken, not knowing how to chase or use any means, she just walks forward with intuition and instinct, stumbling forward.
Compared to Jiang Yu, she looked so clumsy.
She was a little frustrated tonight, always thinking that it would have been great if she wore a coat, then Jiang Yu would have nothing to do, and Qi Yan would not knock on Jiang Yu's door, but on her door.
Did Jiang Yu do it on purpose? No, she didn't actually do anything wrong.
But why did she go into the toilet at that time? Seeing Qi Yan come in, did she also come in and follow? Did she discover her relationship with Qi Yan? Throughout the whole scene, she only inadvertently stared at Qi Yan for a few seconds without any communication, what could she find?
There are too many factors that are uncertain now, she doesn't know whether Jiang Yu is still interested in Qi Yan, and she doesn't know whether she should confess her relationship with Qi Yan in front of Jiang Yu - it is equivalent to declaring ownership. It's very childish, though.
What's the relationship between her and Qi Yan?
Lu Zhiqiao's heart sank, and she gasped a little. She realized she was going around in circles and now she's back to the original point...
The next day, it was all sunny, including the small island, Jiangcheng, and Tokyo.
A black concierge car drives slowly on the country road. The driver was sitting on the right, steering the wheel attentively, with a serious face.
Sitting in the back row was a woman with curly black hair, bright red lips, fair skin, dressed in black, with her eyes closed, she looked solemn and quiet, like a rough jade hidden in the darkness. She tapped her knees with her fingertips, once, and suddenly opened her eyes.
"How long will it be?"
With slightly parted red lips, she spit out fluent Japanese, her voice as cold as crushed ice.
"Not more than five minutes." The driver replied seriously.
She nodded lightly and said nothing.
The day before yesterday, Shu Minxi arrived in Japan, first went to Osaka to visit clients, and then remembered her old partner Aoki's house for many years, so she stopped by to visit Tokyo.
The Aoki family, Teisei Co., Ltd.
Earlier, she heard that there was a fierce power struggle within the higher ups, and the high-level divisions were split. It happened that the old man, President Aoki, was seriously ill, and the company was on the verge of collapse. Yesterday, when she visited their home, she learned that the company had closed down, President Aoki had died of illness, many properties in the family had been sold off, and he still owed a whole lot of debt, and his children was nowhere to be found.
Old man Aoki, she once regarded him as her father-in-law.
It's a pity that this so-called "father-in-law" broke up her small family of two.
It's good he died.
She dialed the number she hadn't dialed for a long time...
The car drove to the corner of the city, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and found a quiet place. Soon, she arrived at the address on the phone and stopped in front of a hut.
Shu Minxi got off the car and stood at the door to look around.
The hut has white walls and black tiles, and a sloping roof. It is surrounded by a human-high wall. There is no word on the nameplate outside the wall, the courtyard gate is made of wood and is not locked, and a short tree sticks its head out of the fence, full of greenery.
She asked the driver to wait outside, and went straight in through the door.
"Mom, come and chase me~"
"Don't run too fast, Izumi, slow down or you might fall."
Two figures, one big and one small, were chasing and playing in the yard. The little girl wore twin tails and held a small pink leather ball in her arms, running around the flower garden, giggling non-stop. Saki chased after her, her apricot-colored dress was blown up by the wind, with a gentle smile on her face.
She ran around the flower garden to the front, raised her eyes, saw the person by the courtyard gate, and stopped.
The two pairs of eyes met.
—— dong
The little girl bumped into her mother and was bounced by the ball in her arms. She raised her head, opened her round eyes, and looked at the strange aunt curiously.
The leaves are rustling and her hair is messy.
Saki was stunned for a moment, her eyes turned a little red, and her plain face showed a little helplessness, "You are here..." Her lips twitched slightly, her expression couldn't tell whether it was excitement or frustration, and she was incoherent for a while, "Come in... come in and sit."
After finishing speaking, the little girl grabbed her skirt, she hurriedly lowered her head, smiled at the child, and whispered a few words.
The little girl nodded, bowed obediently to Shu Minxi, and called auntie in a crisp voice.
Shu Minxi's eyes turned around in the yard, and then fell back on the mother and daughter. Her eyes were a little dark, and the air pressure seemed to be a few degrees lower. For a moment, she withdrew her gaze and walked into the room without saying a word.
The hut looks quite old, it should be some years old, inside is very clean, everything is neatly placed, spacious, and the color scheme is comfortable. The surrounding environment is also clean, it is suitable for retirement.
Shu Minxi was not used to sitting on her knees, so she moved out the square cushion beside the low table, and sat with her legs straight, casually.
Saki brewed tea, brought it up, and put it in front of her.
She didn't say thank you either, and just silently stared at the blend of green and yellow tea in the cup, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she picked it up and blew it, then she raised her head and took a sip.
A very disrespectful way of drinking.
Saki smiled, and said lightly, "You are still you."
There was a mirror hanging on the wall, reflecting Shu Minxi's cold face, but after this sentence, her expression softened. She looked away and said softly, "I heard about your family."
The smile froze on the corner of Saki's lips, and soon her expression dimmed.
"You live here with the kid?"
"Mm."
The little girl was in the room, Shu Minxi glanced subconsciously.
Looking at the layout of the house, the area, the furnishings in the house, and the clothes of the mother and daughter, far from the appearance of the former young miss. The family is down and out and still in debt, with an oil bottle*. One can imagine how hard it is to live.
*excess baggage, a child borne from the previous marriage or out of wedlock.
Complicated emotions welled up in her heart, and felt a little pain, she couldn't tell what it was like exactly.
Perhaps sensing this, Saki spoke in a whisper, "There is alimony, not much, but enough for me and Izumi to live."
Shu Minxi turned her head, stared at her face, saw the bitterness deep in her eyes, and there was still a trace of forbearance, her heart was suddenly pricked, she turned her face away again, and changed the topic.
"Sister Ningning has passed away."
Saki froze: "When did it happen?"
"May."
She calculated lightly.
Saki was startled, slowly opened her eyes wide, and suddenly rushed over to grab her arm, forcefully said: "Why didn't you tell me?"
The originally peaceful atmosphere was broken by this sudden news.
Shu Minxi frowned and her face turned cold. She shook off her hand and pushed her which made her stagger, looking at her with a sneer and saying, "Tell you and then what? Show love at her funeral?"
Saki lay on the ground in embarrassment, her hair was messed up, and was panting lowly, with a hint of panic in her eyes.
"Isn't it already over? What do you still mind... "
"That's right, you easily got over it."
"I'm not as relaxed as you are. I was also under a lot of pressure at the time, and it's been so many years, and they are both gone. What's the point of mentioning it again?"
The two quarreled.
The little girl ran out of the room, looked at them in bewilderment, and cried.
With a sullen face, Shu Minxi turned her head and gave the girl a hard look, her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists.
As long as she gets reminded that this child was born by Saki and that dog man, she would get angry. The scars from many years ago not only did not heal with time, but also festered, leaving her with nothing but excruciating pain.
"Izumi..."
Hearing the crying, Saki panicked and hurried to coax the child. Those gentle and doting eyes, and soft words.
Shu Minxi stood up with a sneer, turned and left.
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
….
The island is sunny and full of tourists, which is the peak tourist season.
The entire show is divided into two parts: lingerie and dresses, each held in one day. Today is the lingerie show, tomorrow is the dress show, and there is still a contract to be signed at the end.
In the morning, the venue is set up, the equipment is adjusted, and the models are putting on makeup, styling, trying on makeup, and rehearsing. Everyone in the team is busy.
Qi Yan woke up early, adjusted her camera, communicated with the lighting engineer, and chatted with the models in the makeup room. She is very talkative and particularly sociable, and she got along with everyone in just a few words. Those who had any opinions on her before seemed to have lost their memory.
In this show, Jiang Yu will be on stage in person.
The woman was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing a set of dark green pantyhose underwear with black lace trim, long curly hair scattered on her shoulders and back, revealing a cold and stern side profile, charming, indifferent, and a bit wild.
The other models in the dressing room were also very beautiful, but Jiang Yu who was sitting there with an irresistible charm, quietly became the focus.
Qi Yan was chatting with people, then her eyes drifted away unconsciously.
Tsk Tsk.
Such a nice figure.
However, the "career line" is not obvious.
Compared with Qiao Qiao, it is obviously too small.
She looked away and continued talking and laughing with a model.
In the morning rehearsal, only the brand was present, and the venue was cold and empty, making it very boring. Although they're just on their own, every detail requires rigor and perfection, so no one dares to neglect.
After the first round of rehearsal, Qi Yan's arms were a little sore.
She sat on the chair and rested for a while, lowered her head and swiped her phone, accidentally clicked into WeChat Moments, scrolled down one by one, and suddenly saw the photo posted by Lu Zhiqiao last night.
The black off-the-shoulder evening dress looked solemn and elegant, with emeralds hanging on the thin necklace, and the earrings are of the same style, giving it a sense of design.
This combination is actually difficult to manage, especially depending on facial shape and temperament.
It's like rose purple clothes, worn by ordinary people, if one is not careful, it will look like a "hot style" of a middle-aged mother's outfit. But Lu Zhiqiao can easily wear it with an intellectual taste, giving people a mysterious and noble feeling, charming, and not gaudy.
She casually tapped on it.
Save.
"Isn't that Ms. Lu?" A charming female voice sounded next to her ear.
Qi Yan was taken aback, quickly locked the screen, and when she looked up, she saw Jiang Yu standing behind her at some point, with a sly smile flashing in her coquettish eyes, looking intrigued.
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The show starts at 7:30 p.m. and lasts for two hours.
The venue is set up by the sea, semi-open-air, with a mystical and elegant purple as motif, the lighting effect of the stage is gorgeous and luxurious, and the overall design is romantic and full of sentimentality.
Qi Yan's camera was at the end of the runway, facing the center of the stage. She is responsible for taking fixed-point photos.
Brand owners, sponsors, and the media sat on both sides of the runway, and the rest of the audience who bought tickets sat in different areas according to their ticket value.
Lu Zhiqiao sat very close to Qi Yan.
The woman stood behind the tripod, holding the camera in her hands, with a focused expression. Every time she took a fixed-point moment, she would blink her eyes and raise the corners of her mouth, as if smiling at the models.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and glanced at her from time to time, her movements were very restrained, for fear of letting others see who she was looking, she didn't know how many models appeared and how many sets of underwear were displayed.
Seeing Qi Yan smiling at each model, she felt a little uncomfortable, and comforted herself that it is necessary for work.
She turned her gaze back and then back again, her neck not resting.
"Ms. Lu, is your neck uncomfortable?" Assistant Xiao Wan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice.
Lu Zhiqiao was slightly stunned, and said calmly, "It's okay."
After speaking, she turned back and continue to look at the model.
Not long after, Jiang Yu appeared.
With a graceful figure, she walked to the catwalk with a calm and majestic step. Her long black curly hair was blown up and down, revealing a cold and stern face, sexy and elegant. This set of dark green pantyhose underwear seems to be tailor-made for her, and the unruly wildness faintly diffuses out, with a magnificent momentum.
Spectators in the back row screamed, and the atmosphere in the venue was suddenly boosted.
Lu Zhiqiao stared intently, her eyes moving slowly with Jiang Yu's pace.
Her figure is really good.
Her legs are so long.
Just the front... a little smaller.
She thought and lowered her head like a ghost, looked at herself, and felt a sense of superiority inexplicably, and then her eyes fell on Qi Yan's face at the end of the runway.
Qi Yan's lips were half-opened, her eyes revealed unconcealable amazement, and she almost forgot to take a picture.
She doesn't know if it's an illusion, but Jiang Yu's fixed time was a second or two longer than other models. After Qi Yan finished shooting, she stared at her blankly, then blinked and smiled brilliantly.
Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened.
