Chapter 34 Mr. Yu, please have some self-respect
Luo Shu hurried to her seat five minutes before the fashion week started.
Almost everyone in the venue had arrived by then. Luo Shu sat down in her seat, panting, and nodded to Yu Zhan.
Yu Zhan looked at the thin layer of sweat on her forehead, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and tore off a tissue for her.
"Thank you." Luo Shu.
He didn't say anything, but leaned back in his chair, put his big hand across her waist and hugged her.
Luo Shu tilted her head to look at him. This was too bold. No wonder his position was the most remote among them. So this was his plan.
With his broad body, he blocked Nan Huai and the others' view, and held Luo Shu in his arms.
She leaned back and pressed his hands hard against the chair.
Yu Zhan raised his lips to smile and pinched her waist hard with his big hand.
"Hmm!" Luo Shu snorted in fright, then pretended to cough, fearing that others would notice her suspicion.
A blush slowly spread across her face, and the sweat she had just wiped away began to reappear.
"President Yu, please have some self-respect," Luo Shu whispered a warning to herself.
He curled his lips, said nothing, and continued to hold her.
Luo Shu sighed.
But her eyes met those of a woman across from her.
There seemed to be a familiar feeling in the woman's eyes, but it was impossible to discern whether she was happy or angry. Her phoenix eyes were fixed on this direction.
She was stunningly beautiful, with long, jet-black hair. She wore a high-end short cardigan over a white turtleneck cashmere top, fitted jeans, and knee-high boots.
Luo Shu stared at her in a trance.
She suddenly raised her lips and smiled, as if in a provocation or envy.
Luo Shu shuddered. When she was about to ask Yu Zhan, she noticed that Yu Zhan's cold eyes flashed across from her and then retracted.
She didn't dare ask anymore. They must know each other, and her eyes seemed to have ill intentions, but Yu Zhan didn't want to pay any attention to her.
The fashion show is about to begin.
Yu Zhan finally understood the question Luo Shu had asked him last night: Don't you have anything you want to ask?
At this moment, Zhang Xueer led the way, with her standard model face, expressionless and emotionless, walking with steady steps.
He set his eyes on Luo Shu again, and for the first time he felt that he didn't understand her.
The Yu Yu she mentioned was probably the famous designer Yu Yu in the industry. Yu Zhan chuckled, it turned out that he was the one who realized it too late.
He thought it was just a coincidence that the name was the same. He usually only heard the name and rarely looked at the photos, and he was too lazy to recognize it. He never expected that he would actually see the real person.
Yu Se Clothing Company was established two years ago and has become the best in the industry thanks to a group of young designers including Luo Shu. To be honest, there are really no big designers to support it.
At this time, Yuse was in a bottleneck period. Without well-known designers to support it, it might be squeezed out by its peers.
Luo Shu's gaze followed Zhang Xueer's figure, finally settling on a black model.
His eyes suddenly became blurred and vague, his mouth was pursed into a line, and his clear eyes were covered with a thin mist.
Yu Zhan looked carefully at the spring women's clothing on the black model. It had a white half-high plain collar and a turquoise stripe running diagonally from the shoulder to the waist. The cuffs and neckline were also bordered with turquoise, and the cuffs were tightened with puff arms.
She looked away: "That was a stupid design."
"I wonder if she was there today." Yu Zhan watched the fashion show intently, tilting his head to listen to her words. The two were close together, like a young couple whispering secrets.
"She should be, because this is her first time being invited to Fashion Week and it's very important to her."
Luo Shu smiled, and unintentionally caught sight of those bright phoenix eyes across from her.
The gaze was gentle, yet so cold; a chill ran down my spine, making me feel uneasy.
"Mr. Yu, could you please take your hand away? I'm not comfortable sitting here." Luo Shu didn't want to be stared at like that anymore, feeling like she was about to be eaten alive.
"No." He was so persistent, as if he was putting on a show, and she was a scapegoat.
The fashion show lasted for more than an hour, and the scene was stunning. The styles and designs of the clothing left everyone in awe.
So much so that after the fashion show ended, Shen Yan sent a notification in the small group chat of the fashion week exhibition, asking people to write their reflections after returning to China.
Oh, workers, just two days of happiness, go back and work like slaves.
After the event, they did not leave but stayed together to listen to the interviews given by the designers.
"Yu Zhan." A charming voice appeared behind them.
Luo Shu and the others turned their heads to look, but Yu Zhan alone tilted his head to glance at him, then looked away.
Only then did Luo Shu get a clear look at the woman's face, and she swallowed hard.
The woman was truly beautiful, with a slightly pointed oval face, alluring eyes, and exquisite makeup, making her a striking sight.
Luo Shu recognized her. This was the ex-girlfriend who had dinner with Yu Zhan in the restaurant that day!
Wow, so exciting, I met my husband’s ex-girlfriend here.
"Mr. Yu, someone is looking for you." Luo Shu called out to Yu Zhan, who was standing next to her, as if she didn't want to miss any trouble.
Yu Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at Luo Shu, staring at her with cold eyes like icicles.
She quickly shut her mouth and focused her gaze on the designer being interviewed in front of her. The others also tactfully avoided eye contact.
Ana Shen tilted his head and asked Luo Shu secretly, “Do you want to eat the fired squid made by the boss?”
"I'd like to, but I just don't have the chance," Luo Shu said with a sly smile.
"You! Be careful, Mr. Yu will definitely deal with you tonight!" Shen Yan reminded.
"Not at all," she scoffed, her ears perked up.
They got married in a flash, without any emotional foundation. It's not a big deal, is it?
Yu Zhan shifted his body slightly and looked at the woman: "Su Ting."
Her name is Su Ting.
"Would you do me the honor of having dinner tonight?" Su Ting's voice was very charming, even women would feel a little swayed by it: "The company only sent me here, and I just happened to run into an acquaintance here. I'm not familiar with this place either. Could you take me with you to dinner tonight? I'll pay."
"Okay." He agreed without hesitation.
Luo Shu was stunned for a moment.
Didn’t he say that it was impossible to be with his ex-girlfriend? Why did he bring her along for dinner?
She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and a feeling of being unable to breathe.
"See you tonight." Su Ting could feel that she was very happy, and then he heard the sound of her high-heeled boots tapping as she left.
Yu Zhan gritted his teeth, turned around, and his strong shoulder slammed into Luo Shu's shoulder beside him.
"!!" Luo Shu almost fell, but quickly grabbed his clothes to steady herself.
Shen Yan, who was standing next to him, wanted to help but didn't dare, and quickly moved two steps to the side.
"Teacher Luo, you performed well. I will treat you to coriander tonight." Yu Zhan.
Luo Shu was speechless. Cilantro was her least favorite food. She felt nauseous just smelling it, let alone eating it.
Who told him this? I didn't eat with him often, and it seemed I had never seen cilantro before.
"Mr. Yu, Ms. Luo doesn't like cilantro," Nan Huai said with a chuckle, trying to smooth things over for her.
"I like it." A hint of coldness flashed in Yu Zhan's glasses, his gaze still fixed on Luo Shu.
Bai Xi, who was standing beside him, reached out and twisted Nan Huai's arm, signaling him to shut up.
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