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.

a long time began to feel warm. Should she... tell him about this? Maybe he

little more of his flaw, until she was sure

…

advancing in an orderly manner, and Venus, as the page character for this interview, after communicating with the magazine, was

things, so she was somewhat overwhelmed, whispering to a young girl across her, “Hey, excuse me, may I know some of the questions that were going to ask in the interview?”

or radio station, so there is no such strict requirement for language expression. As for the questions,

relived a little, but still a little worried, “What are the general questions, so I can make some preparations in advance.”

girl tilted her 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 can answer all that. Take

“Oh...thanks.”

and figure, the make-up artist and stylist discussed and then started to do it, and in less than an hour, a delicate woman with youthfulness

have you never taken any picture, Miss? You look really nervous?”

so she

Don’t think yourself as a model now. Think yourself as a designer. There’s a drawing board in front of you now, so what kind of clothes do you want

With the photographer’s help, Venus was much more relaxed, so the shooting was going on in a good way.

it... very good... ok, let’s change to another set of

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

herself? It’s too

A tall woman with glasses

content the little girl was talking about.

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

why do you have such a strong desire to win and

have a relative who is missing and I can’t find him, so I think if

answer. After a moment, she said, “I’ll put that in the magazine and I sincerely hope your loved one will see