939: C939 When You're as Beautiful as You Are the Years Are Still the Same

C939 When You're as Beautiful as You Are the Years Are Still the Same

The next day was Yan Wanwan's last show.

She was the model for the opening show as a top private designer.

The theme was: Marriage.

There were 23 wedding dresses in the venue. They were mainly western wedding dresses, and they were fused with the special flowers of many countries as the elements.

They were long and slender in an ancient castle. The audience seats were set in the courtyard outside the castle gate. The model walked out of the noble and solemn ancient castle. She was carrying a muslin skirt and stepping on a 12 cm high heels. She slowly descended from the ancient stone steps.

The stage was surrounded by beautiful flowers, with roses as the main, and other elemental flowers and vines as support, displaying the most primitive romance.

As the opening model, Wanwan was wearing a white rose wedding dress dress today. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her mother's rose petals spread out from her shoulders and sleeves. It extended down from her waist. It was a well-arranged dress with a red ruby crown. His entire person seemed holy and demonic.

He was amazed at the beginning, and he was talking about Yan Wanwan at this moment.

In order to showcase the nobility of the wedding dress theme, when they went downstairs, every model had a male model in a suit.

Wanwan's white gloves, when her finger touched the male model's hand, stunned her for a moment.

There was a familiar feeling.

Fu Sihan's face appeared in Wanwan's mind, but she also felt that this guess was too unbelievable. He would come to the stage to be a model?

However, the feeling and aura of the man beside her gave her the feeling that he was the man who used to sleep with her every day and night.

The man who would hug her tightly and mutter "Wanwan" in the depths of love.

Wanwan was shocked by this understanding and speculation. Fortunately, her strong professionalism allowed her to see from the outside without any doubt.

At this moment, on the stage, countless pairs of eyes and countless cameras were looking at her. Wanwan did not dare to turn her head at all.

She stepped on the rhythm of the music and walked step by step. She heard whispers coming from below the stage.

"Who is that person?"

"A new model? With such excellent conditions, how can he be a background board?"

"This temperament is too good! It feels like he's an heir raised by a top noble!"

"Quickly go and find out if that man signed the company."

...

This was a wedding show. To prevent the male models from stealing the limelight from the female models, all the male models wore masks and the same tuxedo.

At the end of the T platform, click pose.

When she turned around, Wanwan saw the man's left hand out of the corner of her eye. There was a male wedding ring on his ring finger.

It was Fu Sihan!

The man seemed to know that she had guessed his identity. Wanwan could clearly feel a trace of joy from the man's oppressive aura beside her.

There were also true discussions below the stage. The discussions were no longer speculations about the identity of the handsome male model. Instead, they were sighing about Yan Wanwan's business ability.

"Yan's outfit is too beautiful! Lisa was telling me before that she had not found a suitable model for her work. Yan Wanwan is the perfect embodiment!"

"This wedding dress and Yan's style will definitely become a classic in recent years!"

"I am about to fall in love with Yan. It is too beautiful!"

"Oh, you probably want to be beaten up by Simon, Yan is Simon's wife."

"I bet that Yan will definitely have a place in this year's Most Valuable Model Top-list."

"Aren't you bullshitting? Yan is simply a God List figure in the fashion world in recent years!"

...

As soon as she walked down the stage, Wanwan turned to the male model beside her.

The man elegantly took off his mask, revealing his stunning face. His face was cold, but when he looked at her, his eyes were smiling, like the melting of ice and snow.

"You... Why is it you?" Wanwan was surprised and happy.

The hand that was originally lightly placed on the other party's finger was tightly held by the other party.

The model and backstage staff who were waiting to go on stage looked at Fu Sihan in doubt and shock. Their eyes were filled with shock and envy.

"Who is that handsome guy?" Someone quietly asked the person beside him.

The insider replied, "Yan's husband is a big shot."

"You pamper her that much?"

"This is called pampering? Where is this?"

"Wow!" His tone of voice and eyes were filled with envy.

She was not envious that the other party was a big shot, but that a big shot could do this for Yan Wanwan.

Fu Sihan tilted his head slightly, as if he was saying, What else?

"Yan Wanwan, do you think I will allow my wife to wear a wedding dress and hold another man's hand?"

Wanwan was not surprised by his behavior and words. This was Fu Sihan's style.

However, Wanwan could not help but laugh. "Han, this is a job. I am not like you."

Fu Sihan was very self-righteous. "If others are not like this, then they are not capable."

Wanwan was speechless.

In the world of capital, Simon Fu could indeed change into a model at will, in case his wife wore a wedding dress and did not want to be in the same frame as the man she did not want to be in.

Even if he wanted to, he could become Yan Wanwan's male model for every male and female model activity. Not to mention his status, just Fu Sihan's appearance, figure, and temperament were enough to become the top male model in one go.

The news and photos of Fu Sihan appearing on the stage and supporting Yan Wanwan in a wedding dress as she walked down the stairs quickly spread throughout the world. Although Fu Sihan was wearing a mask and a bag, the netizens of "Levins and Tigers" accurately discovered the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand. The tie was different from other male models. It was a tie that Fu Sihan had worn many times in public.

Compared to Fu Sihan's figure and temperament in public, the male model who had helped Yan Wanwan walk up the stairs was undoubtedly Director Fu from RK Group!

Everyone was already used to Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan working together to show off their affection, and they happily ate it with tears in their eyes.

The show was arranged in Country F.

This was a show arranged at dusk. After it ended, Wanwan and Fu Sihan went out in a low-profile manner and casually strolled the streets of Country F.

"Han, do you remember what I told you before? When I was young, I came here to be an exchange student?" Wanwan suddenly asked.

Fu Sihan hummed. He remembered everything she said.0

Wanwan pointed at a building across a river and said, "Did you see the house? It used to be a private hospital. I worked there when I was working as an exchange student."

Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes.

He naturally knew that place used to be a private hospital.

That was because he had been treated in that hospital after the car accident.

Later on, the hospital was upgraded and moved to a park near the west of the city.

"Underage, child worker?" Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly. This was a very strict illegal activity overseas.

Wanwan wanted to refute "not" but she was indeed underage child labor at that time.

She glared at this unromantic man. "That's considered my part-time job! I only took care of a sick Oriental. He probably called me because he thought that I was about the same age as the patient, and the salary was very high."

Same age?

Fu Sihan caught the point. "Is it a man or a woman?"

... "A man." Wanwan was speechless. She knew what level of jealousy her husband was. She then said, "That was an older brother who was a few years older. His eyes were injured and he was covered with a white cloth. She heard that there was a car accident and his body was still tense when he was in pain. He is very childish. Han, don't be jealous. I don't have any thoughts about him... "

Wanwan was halfway through her explanation when she noticed that Fu Sihan's expression had changed.

The man stared intently at her. His eyes were black and heavy, as if they were covered with a layer of ink, but also as if he was nurturing a storm.

"Ah Han... Wu!"

Wanwan just wanted to ask him what happened, but was fiercely kissed by the man. It carried a complicated and turbulent emotion that made people feel fearful.

The last ray of the setting sun sank into the shore. The lanterns were lit and the night sky was waning.

The extremely handsome man firmly hugged the woman in his arms.

Wanwan heard the man's heart beat rapidly and violently.

She heard him say, "Treasure, so it's you."

In the past, it was my fault to miss something. I'm sorry, baby!

I'm willing to grant you a life of favoritism, and I'm willing to be generous for the rest of my life.

When you look like the beginning, the years will still be the same.

[Writing completed]

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