Shaking his head and preparing to take it, he put away the copywriting that Xiang Mian had seen just now, but he didn't think that as soon as he picked it up, an envelope fell from it.

Leaning down and picking up the envelope at his feet, looking at the blank space on it, Manager Zhao's eyes crossed a trace of suspicion, this kind of thing related to the itinerary, she has been in the desk, it is impossible for others to turn it over, and she has just let Xiang Mian see it recently.

Open the envelope and pour it out, looking at the bank card lying in the palm of her hand, Manager Zhao couldn't help but be stunned, she knew that this card, this was still a while ago, she gave Xiang Mian to do it, originally thought that she was now responsible for Xiang Mian's business, so that the funds deducted would be directly transferred to her so that it would be more convenient.

But she didn't expect the card to turn around and finally fall into her hand again. Manager Zhao squeezed the bank card in his hand tightly, leaned on the back of the chair, didn't know what he thought, hurriedly took the envelope thrown aside, poured it out, looked at the note that fell out, and took it over to look at it.

"I don't know much of that, but the money in the company is definitely being used. Xiang Mian. Looking at the delicate handwriting on the note, Manager Zhao sighed softly, looked at the bank card on the table, and felt even more mixed in his heart.

Xiang Mian had been to the company, but he hadn't talked to Gu Nian about it, and he knew that Manager Zhao wouldn't tell Gu Chen, so he was resting at home with peace of mind for a month.

Manager Zhao didn't give her too much work at the beginning, because she was afraid of attracting too much attention, which is very necessary for a newcomer like Xiang Mian.

Although Xiang Mian said that it was a break, it was also for the Milan Winter Fashion Week in a week. After she and Wenxian became popular, except for necessary publicity, they did not appear in the same frame, and they didn't want the media to make a fuss about the two people.

But being invited to participate in Milan Fashion Week not only for Xiang Mian, but also for Wen Xian, feels incredible. Wen Xian has never gained such a strong popularity when he has made music before. When Xi Yan handed the invitation to herself, Wen Xian was stunned, he really didn't expect that because of a TV series, he could now participate in Milan Fashion Week.

"I mean, you don't have to be sad." Wen Xian sat on the plane seat, looked sideways at Xiang Mian beside him, reached out and patted her, and whispered, "Milan! Fashion Week! Shouldn't you women be happy to be able to buy clothes? ”

The stewardess on the side was bringing over the biscuits, putting them on the dining table in front of Wen Xian, smiling at the stewardess and saying thank you, asking for another glass of milk, and putting it in front of Xiang Mian, looking at the girl still with a melancholy look, "What's wrong with you, it's so painful to participate in the event with me?" I'm sad about that. ”

Listening to Wen Xian teasing there, Xiang Mian looked sideways at the clouds outside the window and smiled in a low voice, turned his head to look at the milk in front of him, stretched out his hand and touched the warm cup wall and sighed, and whispered, "It's nothing to do with you, I may have been too tired lately." ”

"Didn't you take a week off?" Wen Xian looked sideways at Xiang Mian's tired face, frowned and asked, "Let's sleep for a while, there are still more than ten hours, and I will call you when I eat." ”

Xiang Mian turned around and took the blanket behind her, draped it on her body, lowered the back of the chair and lay down, turned sideways and looked at the sun shining on her, feeling a little bored.

I wanted to take a break, but as soon as I closed my eyes, all that appeared in front of me was Gu Chen's figure. It's been half a year since I last came to Milan.

Within half a year, she went from an unknown agent to an acting newcomer with tens of thousands of fans in the blink of an eye; Half a year ago, she was just by Gu Chen's side, and she didn't go to this kind of high-level exhibition without the consent of the organizer, but now, she will receive an invitation letter and can enter and exit the site at will.

Xiang Mian's only feeling empty in her heart now is only because half a year ago she and Gu Chen were still glued together every day, although the two of them were still in an underground relationship at that time, they could see each other every day, and they felt happy in their hearts. But after returning from Milan, all peaceful life was shattered.

She and Gu Chen slowly walked farther and farther, I don't know why, when Xiang Mian actually calmed down, she also thought about it, but she really couldn't figure it out, maybe they shouldn't have anything to do with it in the first place.

Quietly stretched out his hand, touched his stomach, thinking about the small life inside, Xiang Mian's frowning brows were slowly soothed, as if he was a little tired from the long journey, and slowly fell asleep.

When Xiang Mian woke up again, he looked at Wen Xian next to him wearing sunglasses, sat up straight and rubbed his eyes, yawned and asked, "Have you arrived?" Didn't you say you wanted to see me for dinner? ”

Standing up and looking at Xiang Mian's sleepy eyes, Gu Chen took his coat and put it on his body, pouting, "Don't rely on me, I told you that you wouldn't get up, who knew you could sleep so well." Let's wait for a while to go to the hotel and eat. ”

Touching his rumbling belly, Xiang Mian stood up and glared at Wen Xian, but didn't say anything. After exiting the security checkpoint and looking at the calm and normal hall, Xiang Mian's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Wen Xianzheng was explaining things to the assistant next to him, and when he caught a glimpse of Xiang Mian's stunned appearance, he waved his hand at the assistant, and watched the boy push his luggage and walk towards the parking lot first. Only then did he walk up to Xiang Mian and patted her gently, "Why don't you have those flashes to greet you, aren't you used to it?" ”

Hearing the voice, Xiang Mian turned his head and was even more surprised to see that Wen Xian didn't even have a mask. Thinking that when they set off from China during the day, media reporters all the way followed them until they passed the security check, and I thought that I would have to deal with it again after getting off the plane, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Not only were there no reporters, but not even the travelers who came and went did not look at them.

"No one will recognize it." Wen Xian stretched out his finger and pointed to the mask Mian was wearing, as well as the scarf around his neck, "Take it off, it's not as scary as it is in China." ”

Seeing Wen Xian walking outside in a chic manner, Xiang Mian was still a little worried, stretched out his hand and tugged at his scarf, and quickly followed.

Rushing to the hotel overnight, Xiang Mian hurriedly ate something in the restaurant, and then returned to the room to rest. The event was three days later, and now that the publicity period has ended, they want to come ahead of time, so they should relax first.

Early the next morning, Xiang Mian stood on the balcony and watched the rising sun outside, stretched his waist, pushed open the window in front of him, and felt the Milan air.

She slept a lot on the plane yesterday, and lay on the bed with the quilt in her arms last night for a long time, and she didn't feel sleepy at all, looking at the time on her phone, she couldn't talk to anyone, she could only pick out the movie and watch it casually, and finally had a trace of sleepiness when the sky was almost bright.