Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 289 - 288: Paris fashion week

"You used to come whenever I called you. Now you are ignoring me. You have changed!" Bai Qianhua spat angrily, feeling aggrieved.

"Qianhua, it’s not me who changed, it’s you who should understand. You should choose to believe her and try to understand her. Even if she really did have a man out there, as long as he loves her, we should wish her the best,"

"Brother Xu, I..."

"Okay, I have to go back to work now. I’ll

talk to you again when I’m free. I’ll ask my assistant to pick you up and send you home," Xu Meng hung up before Bai Qianhua could say anything.

Hearing the monotonous beep on the other end, Bai Qianhua gnashed her teeth angrily.

She failed to beat Qin Zhuzhu this time! Fine, you win! But don’t be happy too soon!

The next morning, the plane flew off to Paris. Along the way, Shentu Jing had put in extra security to make sure that nothing happened during flight.

Many hours later, the plane touched the runway. Qin Zhuzhu and Sanya were shown to their hotel rooms.

"Finally!" Sanya stretched her arms. "That nasty woman didn’t follow along. I was afraid she might do something crazy to sabotage you,"

Sanya threw her luggage in one corner, kicked off her shoes and bounced on the bed.

"How are things with Shentu Mingye?"

"Why are you always asking about him?" Sanya huffed.

"Why is he always following you?" Qin Zhuzhu said.

"What??!" Sanya looked behind Qin Zhuzhu and saw a man waving hello to her.

Damn! That dumb kitten followed her all the way?!

Sanya wanted to shoot curses at him but the hotel manager came and greeted them.

After the manager left, Qin Zhuzhu’s phone b rang. "I’ll take this call," she quickly left too, leaving Sanya alone with Shentu Mingye.

"Wait!! Y-you!" Sanya threw her hands down in frustration. Why did she had to be left alone with this idiot? free𝑤ebnovel.com

"Aiyah, you can never escape me, Sanya," Shentu Mingye gave her a mischievous smile.

"You’re crazy, stupid idiot!" Sanya stood up and crossed her arms.

"Yeah, but aren’t you the same, gangster girl?"

Another round of arguements and taunts began between the two of them. Qin Zhuzhu sighed and shook her head. She went to the balcony of the hotel where she answered the call.

"How do you like your arrangements?" The magnetic voice of the man came through.

"Did you bribe the manager here for that?!" Qin Zhuzhu glanced back at her room. The manager had shown her a very different room from the others, a larger one that was fully furnished.

"You’re playing favourites, don’t you know?"

"My only favourite is you,"

"God, since when did you become so cheesy? I don’t know if I’m talking to Shentu Jing, the tycoon of Shengjing or someone else," she laughed.

"Little Pearl...." Shentu Jing said her name softly.

"What?"

"When you come back....." He wasn’t sure whether he should tell her or not. They said that it was easier if you communicate with someone over a phone or via text messages, but he found both hard to do.

"When I come back it’ll be mid autumn. By then, be ready for my mooncakes!" Qin Zhuzhu seemed not to suspect anything and happily tempted him with her mooncakes making skills.

She had learnt how to make mooncakes with her grandfather and grandmother. Back then, grandma Qin would always make pastries and cakes whenever she came over and visit.

"Okay. I won’t talk with you anymore. I need to go," Qin Zhuzhu said and hung up.

The host gave them a day to settle down before the fashion show started.

The next day.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Paris fashion week!" A foreign man announced in French.

There were a few people who would repeat the French announcement in other languages.

The fashion show officially begins!

Many models started to walk out from behind the curtain, one by one.. Each dress elegant and extravagant. Some dresses were very unique and different from the rest. Jingmin widened her eyes in disbelief! These fashion were simply too wacky!

Many tall and slender models from various countries took turns to showcase their talents and clothes.

Next, it was their turn. Jingmin who had never seen anything like this, was very excited and happy. Li Shao had worked very hard the past few years to create a fashion brand that would be able to attend the fashion show alongside the five big brands, Dior, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Kenzo and Givenchy.

Long slender legs strode on the runway, elegant and sophisticated. The audience clapped and people started talking and whispering, pointing at the model. His lips curved into a seductive smile, his charming eyes seemed to be smiling and waving at the crowd.

Two earrings hung off his ears, enhancing his features. He wore a gender neutral overcoat and white shirt underneath paired with some slacks that were adorned with small decorative chains.

It was Shentu Mingye!

Sanya didn’t recognize him at first until she stared hard, squinting in disbelief!

Damn! That was Shentu Mingye??! Why did he look at different?!

The spoilt rich Little Master of the Shentu family was gone, replaced by an elegant nobleman.

Many male models walked out onto the stage, wearing luxurious and magnificent suits and clothes.

Despite all the tall handsome foreign male models, Sanya couldn’t keep her eyes off Shentu Mingye. He looked at different like a whole new person. His hair was stylishly combed back and he wore a shiny sequin tuxedo. Sanya didn’t know why were her eyes glued onto him. It was not like he was better than the other models here! Shit, is he charming her or bewitching her with something?!

He wore many clothes and walked down the runway in the Carrousel du Louvre, a French underground shopping mall.

Sanya was knocked breathless every time he came in a different set of clothes. Next was the ladies’ fashion show.

Before Shentu Mingye left, he winked at Sanya.

Sanya: "Fuck!!!!!"