[Paris VG: The Rise and Fall of Emerging Designer Ye]
[Milan Fashion: The most dazzling and shining star of the new generation---Ye]
[Beijing Entertainment News: Showcasing my country's Prestige, a New Generation of Jewelry Enters the Fray!]
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Each link leads to a different wording, but the same protagonist.
What was supposed to be a grand event for the jewelry industry has, in the blink of an eye, turned into a nationwide carnival.
It's as if Ye Li is the hottest topic right now, and every media outlet wants to get a piece of her story.
The entertainment section says that Ye Li's face should belong to the entertainment industry; she could easily make a living based on her looks, but she insists on relying on her talent!
Needless to say, in the fashion world, from "Brilliant You" to "Radiant Splendor," Ye Li has been praised to the skies, as if she were a genius designer who embodies the essence of heaven and earth, a talent that only appears once every few centuries.
Ye Li's work, which was auctioned off to members of the French royal family for 200 million yuan at the party, is particularly talked about.
Magazine.
Web page.
forum.
Ye is everywhere, or perhaps it's Ye Li Studio.
There wasn't even a trace of Diane's studio.
Looking at those joyful yet glaring words, Dai Qingzhou's face turned ashen.
Behind them, Lydia and her two companions didn't dare to breathe.
Bang!
The car door slammed shut. Looking at the familiar street scene before him, Dai Qingzhou felt a nameless fire burning within him.
Suppressing his anger, he said, "Back to the studio."
The car sped forward.
At the Fu family's old house, Xiao Bao presented the gifts he had found at the secondhand store to Madam Fu, as if showing off a treasure.
A lightweight quill pen with an excellent feel.
A subtly luxurious gemstone brooch.
And a bottle of pink potion.
When the instruction manual was taken out, Madam Fu only glanced at it before hugging Xiao Bao and smiling with wrinkles all over her face.
Potion: Fountain of Youth
Function: Immortality and eternal youth.
Dosage instructions: Blablabla...
Madam Fu's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, "Xiao Bao gave this gift to his great-grandmother, and she loves it to bits! Thank you, Xiao Bao!"
Upon receiving the praise, Xiao Bao looked at Fu Yanci with a smug expression: See? I knew Great-Grandmother would like it!
Fu Yanci shook his head and chuckled.
As dusk fell, Fu Yanci and Ye Li left the gifts they had prepared for Madam Fu and the old housekeeper, and drove to the Ye family villa.
The old butler's repeated "Thank you, young master" was gone.
The occasional "Brother Mu" or Fu Yanci's authoritative "Fu Muzhi" were also gone.
As the surroundings quieted down, Xiao Bao looked at the pink packaging box in his hand and couldn't help but purse his lips.
That was for Lin Kerou.
It is a butterfly brooch inlaid with pink gemstones.
He spotted it at first glance while browsing in a secondhand store.
Tap on the watch, and on the small screen appears a crying emoji.
Above that was a message from Lin Kerou.
[Little Bao, don't you love Mommy anymore?]
Is Lili's mom nice?
[Crying.jpg]
He didn't ignore her.
But he didn't receive any new messages from her while he was on the plane.
But when he saw the sentence "Don't you love your mother anymore?", Xiao Bao looked blank for a moment.
Does he love her?
He didn't know...
Lanqi said that children love their parents unconditionally.
But Xiao Bao felt that he wasn't.
He would never love her if she treated him the same way she used to.
After all, nobody likes to go hungry, get beaten, or be locked in a cage.
But if he didn't love her, why would he bring her a gift?
On one side is Lin Kerou, crying and saying, "Xiao Bao's mother was wrong."
On one side is Ye Xiaoli, who is smiling and saying, "Brother Mu, let's go play."
Looking at the pink box in his hand, Xiao Bao's already troubled expression became even more conflicted.
Knock knock!
There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Bao quickly hid the gift box he was holding on the bookshelf.
When the door opened again, the smiling old butler said, "Young Master, these are gifts that Miss Lin sent to you while you were away."
A new type of remote-controlled airplane.
Ultraman cards that all children have.
There are also the latest educational toys.
Looking at the mountain of gifts laid out on the ground, Xiao Bao seemed to have made up his mind, and turned on his watch to send a text message to Lin Kerou.
I brought you a gift, would you like to come and get it?
Lin Kerou was socializing when she received the text message.
Lin Kerou's eyes lit up as she glanced at her phone.
Fu Yanci and Ye Li have returned from Paris?
[Little Bao, it's too late today. Mommy will come see you tomorrow, okay?]
After waiting for a long time, the phone did not light up again.
Lin Kerou sent a hugging emoji, then stood up and walked to the center of the crowd, "President Yin..."
In the pitch-black room, Xiao Bao's eyebrows drooped.
After a long while, I exited the chat window and sent a message to Ye Li.
[Ye Xiaoli...] I'm not happy.
"I have a little donkey that I never ride..."
A funny nursery rhyme started playing, and the tablet in the suitcase lit up.
Xiao Bao's eyes lit up. He turned on the light, pulled out his tablet, and answered a video call.
"Brother Mu, what's wrong?"
On the other end of the video call, Ye Xiaoli smiled brightly, "I knew you'd regret it. How about I have your uncle come pick you up?"
The scene shifts to the dining room of the Ye family villa.
On the table, there's a steaming hot pot and bright red crayfish.
There's also iced cola with its rich, bubbly bubbles.
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