My Mysterious Husband

After Xinyou Qiao left, someone came from far in the moonlight, lowering her head and carrying an air of decadence. Kevin Ye stood there for a moment before he walking to her.

“You’re back.” He asked with a smile.

Venus Mu raised her head, seeing Kevin standing in the moonlight, like a fairy who came down from the Moon Palace.

“Hi, Kevin.” Venus greeted.

“Why are you so late today? Busy at work?” Kevin asked casually.

Venus shook her head, “I had a meeting with someone for coffee, but I was stood up.”

Kevin certainly knew who this person she had asked out was, but he didn’t expect her to be so direct.

“Someone very important? You look really unhappy.”

Venus smiled bitterly, answering ambiguously, “Well, I don’t know he’s important or not. Maybe just a stranger.”

Kevin didn’t want to keep this topic, “I see you’re tired, go to have a rest.”

“OK,” Venus stopped after taking two or three steps towards the inside of the villa and said to him, “Kevin, I never got to thank you for the last time.”

“Don’t be. Anyway, you save me and I save you, that’s it.” Kevin continued to start walking, his voice dying away into the night.

to feel warm. Should she... tell him about this? Maybe he would have a different point of

until the guy showed a little more of his flaw, until she was sure

…

and Venus, as the page character for this interview, after communicating with the magazine, was going

so she was somewhat overwhelmed, whispering to a young girl across her, “Hey, excuse me, may I know some of

nervous. We are just a magazine interview, not a TV or radio station, so there is no such

little worried, “What are the general questions, so I can make some

head back and thought, “Well... It’s probably about when you got interested in design, what funny things have happened, what your biggest aspirations are and some questions like that. I’m sure you

“Oh...thanks.”

woman with youthfulness in her maturity stood in front of the flash. Faced with the unfamiliar camera, Venus was nervous. The photographer let her make a few poses, but her arms and legs were stiff as if they were

picture, Miss? You look really nervous?” The

that she had behaved badly, so she apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’ve

now. Think yourself as a designer. There’s a drawing board in front of you now, so what kind of clothes do you

With the photographer’s help, Venus was much more relaxed, so the shooting was going on

good... ok, let’s change to another set of clothes...”

taken, and Venus was dumbfounded, looking at the woman on the computer.

this...was this herself? It’s too beautiful…

the interview.” A tall woman with glasses came over and said

That’s the content the little

funny little story has happened? What is the greatest wish, etc.” Venus was sincere

do you have such a strong desire

missing and I can’t find him, so I think if I

moment, she said, “I’ll put that in the