Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chu leaned on the steering wheel, weeping with joy.

After this incident, it was Wen Qing's fashion show in a blink of an eye.

A planner was specially invited to turn the fashion show into a fashion show.

The location is the open space in front of the largest shopping mall in Rongcheng.

Set up the venue the day before and start the day after.

What Mengchu never expected, Xue Ying also participated in this night open-air fashion show.

On this day, not only a lot of media came, but also a lot of fans. The venue, which was originally several thousand square meters, became crowded in an instant.

Chengyuan's artists have a special place to change clothes, but Xue Ying does not.

When she was a casual girl at the beginning, Meng Chu used fashion shows to bring her up.

Now, seeing her hurrying around outside with her clothes on, Meng Chu felt compassion.

She gave Jiang Baihe a look, but Jiang Baihe didn't want to agree.

But unable to bear Meng Chu's force, he could only reluctantly allow Xue Ying to enter.

All of this was seen by Tang Jinglan, he ignored the media and walked towards her.

"Do you know how you are different from them?"

"Mr. Qi, if you want to talk nonsense, please bear with me first."

Meng Chu didn't want to talk to him, so he walked into the dressing room backstage.

Jiang Baihe was still guarding outside, staring at Tang Jinglan's face until she was discovered.

Tang Jinglan glanced at her casually and found that there was nothing attractive about her. Just as she was about to walk away, she heard Jiang Baihe say, "Mr. Tang, do you still remember Xie Rou?"

Tang Jinglan stood there for a long time. He had a little impression of the name Xie Rou, but not deeply.

Then, he turned around and came back, "Who are you to her?"

Jiang Baihe smiled: "Ex-manager."

Tang Jinglan wasn't interested, and was about to leave when she was stopped again: "When she was with Mr. Tang, she was once Mr. Mu's favorite."

Tang Jinglan didn't know why Jiang Baihe told him this. For him, he had slept with countless women, and they all took the initiative, so why should he remember it deliberately.

Tang Jinglan didn't answer, just glanced at her, and strode away.

Looking at his figure, Jiang Baihe took a deep breath, as if she had finally let go of something.

Here, Meng Chu is busy helping the artists with outfits in the dressing room.

"Boss Meng, I'll do it myself."

In order to relieve her a little fatigue, some artists choose to dress themselves after she has matched the clothes.

Simultaneously, the efficiency is very high.

But the clothes designed by this immature designer are a little bit hard to describe.

Meng Chu didn't say anything on the surface, but he was somewhat worried about whether the artist could make a mark with this fashion show.

"Mr. Meng, why does this dress look a little weird?"

Zeng Rou is from a girl group and is very sensitive to fashion.

When she changed into a floor-length dress, she instantly became dissatisfied with the clothes.

Meng Chu glanced from top to bottom, picked up a pair of scissors from the side, first cut the conservative neckline, and extended it to one armpit. In a blink of an eye, it became a long skirt with slanted shoulders.

Zeng Rou has beautiful right-angled shoulders, so this dress accentuates her good figure even more.

Afterwards, Meng Chu cut a corner of the floor-sweeping skirt from the front to form a fishtail.

The pinched waist did not appear, so she quickly asked the assistant to pass the needle and thread again, and the skirt changed drastically.

The way Zeng Rou looked at her was full of indescribable liking.

"What are you doing in a daze, wait over there."

Meng Chu urged, but Zeng Rou realized later, "Oh."

After a round of play, the orderly watchers outside all applauded.

Stepping on the music, the artists also had a good grasp of their temperament, mixed with those female models, and there was no difference at all.

And Meng Chu, who was still in the changing room, heard two models talking boldly at this moment.

"Why does it feel like this designer's level has declined? I have participated in her fashion show before, and the clothes are very high-end and fashionable."

"I heard that I just gave birth to a child, did I respond to the phrase 'one pregnancy is stupid for three years', and this clothes will not be designed anymore."

After the two finished speaking, they both laughed, regardless of the people around them.

Meng Chu guessed that they were talking about her, so he stepped forward and coughed deliberately.

The model turned her head at the same time, saw that it was Meng Chu, and her face turned pale.

Meng Chu didn't mind, she still had to rely on these full-time models to bring along sincere artists.

"You misunderstood, these clothes were not designed by me."

As she spoke, she approached one of the models, closed the waist, and exposed the exposed area.

In the blink of an eye, the temperament of the clothes appeared.

Another model subconsciously touched her mouth, wanting to apologize for what she just said, but was stopped by Meng Chu.

Picking up the scissors and cutting them down, the model's long sleeves became short sleeves, and the over-exposed chest was secretly blocked with a thread.

As the first designer, Wen Qing saw Meng Chu put the scissors back on the table beside her when she came in from the outside.

She was both surprised and delighted when she saw her own work and carried out a series of carvings.

"Miss Meng, half of the credit for the perfection of this show is due to you."

"You're welcome, Miss Wen."

Looking at her, Meng Chu suddenly thought of how the two models would talk if they knew that the clothes were designed by the person in front of them.

"I think it's almost the same here, why don't we go outside and watch it together?"

As Wen Qing said, she was about to drag Meng Chu out of the changing room.

Not far away, Xue Ying tried on two sets of clothes, but was not satisfied with any of them.

It was rare to see Meng Chu, so she had no choice but to put down her face and shouted: "Designer."

Meng Chu and Wen Qing turned their heads at the same time.

Seeing the female star waving in this direction, Wen Qing didn't want to go there, but Meng Chu guessed it was a problem with her clothes, so she had to drag her along.

Xue Ying looked at Meng Chu and lowered her eyebrows in embarrassment.

Meng Chu didn't mind, all his thoughts were on the clothes, "Isn't it suitable?"

"Ah."

Xue Ying nodded.

Meng Chu looked around for a while, and took a long gauze scarf in a contrasting color with this skirt from the shelf next to it, and simply wrapped it around her neck, and then took a thin gold bracelet from the jewelry box.

After some dressing up, it was like a different person compared to just now, and her temperament gradually improved.

She was about to leave, but Meng Chu stopped her again, "Change to a pair of high heels."

Xue Ying did so.

When she came on stage, Wen Qing opened her mouth in amazement.

After all, she was also a rich lady, so she couldn't lower her status in the past, so she could only suppress her deep admiration for Meng Chu in her heart.

The two went out of the changing room, and did not enter the crowd to watch the show.

Chu Ci and the others diagonally across from Meng Chu came out and saw it at a glance.

"How did they get mixed up?"

Xu Xiangnan asked Chu Ci.

His eyes turned away from the catwalk models and turned to Meng Chu's position.

Wen Qing, they have already investigated clearly at the first time.

Anyone who involves Tang Jinglan must be on guard.

"The designer of this fashion show is Wen Qing, and the stars among the models are almost all Cheng Yuan. It's not surprising that Madam is here."

Chen An explained while looking at Chu Ci.

Her eyes were still fixed on the show, and Zeng Rou just happened to walk by.