Capture Love Alive: The Story of the Lengao Boss Chasing His Wife

Chapter 163 In my lifetime, we met on a narrow road ([-])
"It's okay, the number of cases has increased recently, and I'm used to being so tired every day." Although tired, it is also fulfilling.She closed her eyes comfortably, enjoying the man's massage, "Lu Yanshu, have you changed careers?"

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" He was a little surprised.

"If you don't become a doctor and become a massage therapist, with your skills, the business will definitely be booming." She pursed her lips and chuckled jokingly.

That's right, the newcomer Ann who has become famous in the fashion industry for the past two years is Ye Wu who has been missing in China for three years, and the man behind him with a pampered and doting face is Lu Yanshu who came to Paris specially.

Lu Yanshu's smile stained his brows, and his eyes were full of passion, "If I change careers, will you come and help me?"

"No, I prefer to be my own boss." She dismissed the ambiguous words lightly, as if she didn't understand the subtext hidden in his words.

In the past three years, she has changed a lot. She has lost her former youthfulness and innocence, and has become a little more tactful and intelligent.

Lu Yanshu was a little dazed, he had the deepest understanding of her transformation, but there were always times when he would miss the girl who was at a loss and flustered, instead of being able to cope no matter what happened now, She is hypocritical and submissive.

The loss of composure was only for a moment, he put away the absent-mindedness on his face, let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "I finally came here, why don't you treat me to a light meal?"

"Not today, I have an appointment with the teacher tonight." She spread her hands regretfully, "However, I don't mind if you come to my apartment to cook by yourself, if you don't dislike my simple food."

"You." He shook his head and laughed, "I'll take you there."

"it is good."

After closing the shop and leaving, there was a silver-white Audi car parked on the side of the road.

Ye Wu took out the key casually, sat in the driver's seat, fastened the seat belt skillfully, then slammed on the accelerator, and the car roared towards the street ahead.

The bustling and beautiful street scene quickly reversed outside the car window. Lu Yanshu sat in the passenger seat with a smile on his face: "When did you buy this car? I came here last month, and you just got your driver's license, so you can go on the road so soon? "

"It's inconvenient not to have a car. You have to buy it sooner or later, don't you?" She replied with a smile.

"I still remember that you said before that you don't know how to learn to drive because you are afraid of accidents." At that time, he also laughed at her for being too timid, but now, she can drive a car proficiently through the streets and alleys.

"Do you still remember what happened so long ago? Even I almost forgot myself." At the intersection ahead, the dense traffic flow on both sides did not make her panic, she calmly controlled the steering wheel, and stepped on the red light. At the last second, she accelerated to break through the traffic light, "By the way, Saori came to the store specially two days ago. When are you going to give her an answer? Saori is a gentle person, and he is very suitable for you. You Don't miss it."

Lu Yanshu's heart couldn't help sinking, Saori?

"She majored in psychology. Her age, personality, and occupation are very suitable for you, so think about it carefully." Ye Wu turned her face to the side and winked at him playfully.

It's not that she doesn't know his feelings for her, but she can't give any response, love?This kind of thing is just a pastime when she is bored. Now she just wants to run her own business well.

"Ye Wu, you should know who the person in my heart is." Lu Yanshu's eyes dimmed, and there was a little bit of bitterness in his heart.

This is not the first time she has been a matchmaker for herself. Last year alone, she tried to match him with other women in various ways.

"Giving up the whole forest for a big tree, it's too stupid." Ye Wu smiled lightly, ignoring his confession, since he couldn't give him the answer he wanted, it's better not to give him hope from the beginning.

"People always have to persevere to the end for some things." He was unmoved, his affectionate eyes were always on her.

"Well, I respect your choice." Shrugging her shoulders, she said no more.

There was silence in the car until they returned to the apartment, and after parking the car, Ye Wu handed him the key.

"Come back early." Opening the door and getting off the car, he stood quietly in front of the gate of the community, waving goodbye to her.

"OK." After saying goodbye, Ye Wu reversed the car and left.

The apartment she rented is located on the Avenue of Versailles. It is a small double-storey building. On the open-air balcony, there are bamboo chairs for rest and pink floral curtains, dancing in the breeze.

The whole house is spotlessly clean, and on the wall are photos of the wedding dresses she designed over the past three years, like a small studio.

After opening the door and entering the house, he skillfully entered the kitchen and opened the large double-door refrigerator, only to find that there were not many ingredients in it, and it was very empty.

He felt a little uncomfortable. She was working hard in Paris by herself, and had so many entertainments every day, so she probably rarely had time to cook at home.

Shaking his head, he grabbed the key and went out, wanting to go to the supermarket downstairs to buy some food for her.

There is very little he can do for her, he just hopes that she can take good care of herself.

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The Audi car stopped at the west section of the Champs-Elysées Avenue, which is the most famous and bustling street in Paris. The buildings along the street are full of artistic atmosphere, with the unique style of Paris, while the east avenue on the other side is full of trees and sea. The English lawn is like a lake glowing green.

Get off at the parking lot of a modern building in Concorde Square, her short hair is neatly blown by the wind on her smiling face.

"Ann!" The receptionist in the lobby called out in surprise, "You're finally here? Chief, she's been waiting for you."

"The store is a bit busy today, teacher, is she in the studio?" Ye Wu showed a trace of apology, "I'll go up to find her."

"The chief is not in the studio. Twenty minutes ago, she went to the studio and told her that if you come, go to the studio to find her." The receptionist kindly reminded her.

"Thank you." After thanking her, Ye Wu took the elevator to the private studio on the third floor. This is Du Mei's workplace, and the whole building is her fashion empire.

On the display above the elevator buttons, the numbers kept beating.

She couldn't help but think back to the first time she came to Paris, she waited awkwardly in the lobby with the invitation letter.

Thinking about it now, it seems so far away that it happened in a previous life.

At that time, she was really like an ugly duckling who strayed into Swan Lake by mistake.

Shaking her head, suppressing the thoughts in her heart, the elevator stopped on the third floor, she smiled again, and walked out.

On both sides of the spacious retro-style corridor in front, there are live photos of various fashion shows in different styles. This is Du Mei's own work at the Paris Fashion Week every year, and it is also popular and sought after by the world in recent years. trend.

When will she be able to have the same height as the teacher?
Stopping in front of a huge minimalist photo, she thought in a daze.

"Are you here? Come in quickly and show me this design drawing." A soft and delicate voice came from the open studio in front.

Ye Wu quickly recovered, "Okay."

Stepping into the studio, the huge space of more than 100 square meters is filled with easels and plaster statues. On the white drawing paper, the artwork is either completed or just a prototype.

Sitting on a wooden chair, a woman holding a charcoal pencil is staring at the drawing in front of her with a frowning expression.

Straight hair that was as smooth as a waterfall was piled behind her frail body, and a simple white dress was piled up on the floor. The whole person exudes a sense of pure beauty. Just a back view can touch people's hearts.

She is Du Mei, a well-known women's clothing designer in the fashion industry, and the No.1 leader in the world's fashion trends in recent years.

There are endless interviews about her, and countless media want to dig out her past, but they don't know anything about her except that she is of Chinese descent and was a talented painter when she was young.

After she was 22 years old, she suddenly disappeared until she appeared in the fashion industry at the age of 30 and became a leading fashion designer. In the past eight years, even the pervasive media reporters could not find any news about her.

She is mysterious, elegant, and weak, and almost embodies all the beauty of a woman. Even in her 40s, she still attracts countless men.

"Teacher, it's better to design more cumbersome and complicated decorations on the waistline. The whole dress is rather simple. If some other elements are added, the effect may be better." Ye Wu pointed to the design drawing on the black and white drawing, and suggested.

(End of this chapter)