Li Jingwen was going to attend the award-winning exhibition of "Being a Butterfly" and had to hide his identity, so why did he drag himself along?

In fact, she already wanted to sleep.

I have been traveling with Li Jingwen on business these days, and I can't sleep well at night. It's really hard to be a good girl! I don't know if Li Jingwen is satisfied or not.

Li Jingwen pushed the door open and came in. He glanced at An Luqin and said, "Why don't you pack your things?"

An Luqin turned over, got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and said in a confused voice, "Can I not go? I'm really sleepy, I can't even open my eyes."

Don't you sleep well? Although I used to be a model agent and I can be considered involved in photography, the problem is that your private exhibition is clearly a small business game. Isn't it embarrassing if I go and don't understand?

"Increase your exposure before marriage. You have no right to choose." Li Jingwen walked in and leaned on the dressing table. He lowered his eyes and found a document placed on An Luqin's desk.

Ji Yunheng’s offer? An Luqin actually didn’t give up and wanted to go to Ji Yunheng’s company.

Would you rather start your own company and work for Ji Yunheng than ask for help?

"Oh, okay! Give me half an hour and I'll be ready right away!" An Luqin slowly got out of bed and glanced at her phone.

Ji Yunheng sent a message and asked her if she had thought carefully about working in his company.

"Half an hour?" Li Jingwen stared at An Luqin's expression and frowned, "dress up well and I will consider opening a modeling studio for you."

"Ah! Really!" An Luqin ran towards Li Jingwen without even putting on her slippers. The soles of her feet stuck to the floor tiles and she almost threw herself into his arms.

An Luqin blinked her long eyelashes and looked up at Li Jingwen, her brows full of joy, "Studio! My own model studio? Is it so good?"

Li Jingwen curled up his lips and said, "Let's see how you perform today."

An Luqin couldn't help but hugged Li Jingwen, and nuzzled Li Jingwen's neck like a kitten, "Ah! Brother Jingwen is the best! I will definitely perform well! Then you must keep your word!"

Li Jingwen felt an inexplicable heat rising in his heart, and he grasped the corners of the dressing table tightly with both hands.

It's strange. In the past, when An Luqin pestered him like this, he would have reflexively pushed away. What happened today...

I still feel a little bit unfinished.

[Congratulations to the host, the target character's favorability towards the host increases by one point!]

The system's sudden reminder suddenly woke An Luqin up. She let go of Li Jingwen, but a pair of big hands held her waist and pulled her back.

An Luqin looked at Li Jingwen's dark eyes. She didn't dare to move. It seemed that if she moved her thin lips, she would stick to Li Jingwen's lips.

She was so close to Li Jingwen, so close that she could hear her breathing clearly, and so close that her breath lingered in her ears.

Li Jingwen said nothing, and reached out to tuck the broken hair behind her ears. The moment his fingers touched her cheek, her whole body began to feel hot.

"Since we are getting married, don't forget that you are my fiancée."

An Luqin nodded, and the tip of his nose had already touched Li Jingwen's.

"I'm sorry..." She hurriedly touched the tip of Li Jingwen's nose, but Li Jingwen grabbed her hand.

There was a warning in his eyes, "If you have any difficulties, just come to me directly."

"Well, I...I'm going to put on makeup first..." An Luqin blushed, took out her hand, lowered her head and hid in the bathroom.

[Congratulations to the host, the target character’s favorability towards the host increases by one!]

She closed the bathroom door, her heart pounding.

[Congratulations to the host, the host’s favorability towards the target person increases by 0.1!]

ah!

The more the system reminded her, the redder her face became.

I don't know when Li Jingwen went out. An Luqin put on makeup and changed into a white skirt with a long slit and a tail, but the zipper on the back couldn't be closed.

She walked out coyly, opened the bedroom door and called Aunt Lu.

"Aunt Lu! Aunt Lu!"

No one responded.

"Aunt Qiu!"

No one responded either.

Li Jingwen's door opened, and An Luqin grabbed her collar instantly.

"What's wrong?"

An Luqin leaned out and said, "My zipper can't be pulled up."

Li Jingwen was about to unzip the zipper when he suddenly noticed that An Luqin's skirt was showing her thighs when she walked.

He took his hand back.

"Change into a dress."

An Luqin lowered her head and glanced at the hem of the skirt, "Ah? Why? I think this skirt matches your white suit very well."

This skirt looks domineering and leaky when worn. It looks so imposing. You must think that I am trying to avoid it, right?

Li Jingwen looked An Luqin up and down, and suddenly smiled playfully, "If you only wear it for me to see, I have no objection."

Before he finished speaking, An Luqin had already closed the door.

Li Jingwen faced the blocked door and raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

An Luqin is quite cute. She says she likes her every day, but when it comes time to go on stage, she even blushes when she says such a thing.

[Congratulations to the host, the target character’s favorability towards the host increases by one point!]

After An Luqin changed her clothes, she suddenly remembered something.

[Tata, five points is enough! I want to redeem the clues!]

Tata: [You remember this!]

Tata couldn't defeat An Luqin, but still provided clues.

The premise is that An Luqin promises not to lose control emotionally after reading the clues.

The private exhibition was held in a gallery. Li Jingwen and An Luqin were the last guests to attend. Although no media came to visit, they still wanted to show Li Jingwen's identity to the people in the circle.

Li Jingwen is wearing a white suit today, while An Luqin is wearing a black tube top fishtail skirt without any extra embellishments. She wears a white mica three-layer necklace on her swan neck, which is elegant and noble.

Just as he walked into the exhibition hall, a man with pigtails came over and greeted Li Jingwen warmly, "Young Master Li! It's been a long time! It's such an honor for you, a busy man, to come to our place!"

Li Jingwen nodded slightly.

The curator looked at An Luqin with a smile on his face, "This is...Miss An Luqin, right? I was wondering why Mr. Li never liked other female companions before. It turns out that there is such a ceiling, other women

Not worthy of eyes."

An Luqin also nodded slightly, "Mr. Ling is ridiculous. It's just some skin. Compared with Mr. Ling's talent, it is worthless. I read the paper you published in Shadow a few days ago, and I also think that light and shadow

It plays a very important role in painting."

After An Luqin said this long sentence, Li Jingwen couldn't help but look at her sideways, her expression was not like that of a layman at all.

An Luqin has done so much homework? He really will not embarrass the future Mrs. Li.

The curator also looked at An Luqin with admiration. Who said that An Luqin is a vase? It doesn’t look like this at all. She shouldn’t be so fluent even in memorizing lines! "It seems that Miss An is also very knowledgeable about painting, so

I can ask you to give me some advice on today’s photography, please don’t be merciful.”

An Luqin lowered his head and smiled shyly, "I don't dare to take it seriously. I only know a little bit about it. How dare I wield a knife or a gun in front of you all?"

"Ms. An is being humble." The curator picked up the champagne, "I heard from Mr. Li that Miss An is preparing a supermodel studio. I also have a friend who is very interested. I will introduce you to her later."

An Luqin took the wine glass, and Li Jingwen immediately lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Don't drink too much."

Li Jingwen went to socialize with the curator, while An Luqin walked around the gallery by herself. Some of the works really gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

One photo captured a leaf falling from the sky. The sunlight penetrated the treetops, and the shadow of the fallen leaf was particularly conspicuous on the gray concrete floor.

In this photo, it is not clear whether the fallen leaves are the main subject or the shadow is the main subject.

An Luqin stood alone in front of the photo, lost in thought.

I always feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I just can't remember.

Did she see it herself or did the original owner see it?

She couldn't tell the difference.

The clue fragments given by Tata also suddenly appeared in front of me at this moment.

A white room without windows.

An infusion bottle that keeps dripping.

Needles in yellow trash can.

A back view of a strange woman with yellow hair.

The sound of high heels.

Red high heels.

Yellow flower clusters.
To be continued...