C30 It Was Her Regret

By his ear, it was someone's voice that came from afar and close, along with that image, also appeared in front of his eyes.

I don't care about Qih Yanshang. You have to go with me to the future development of Sunny's design. You can't miss it again.

The woman, who was clearly very angry but could do nothing about it, was lying by the table. Her eyes were full of grievance as she looked at him and complained.

Three years ago, Sunny's design was launched in Italy. Qih Yanshang promised Qiao Yunuo that he would find time to take her there.

But she waited for him at the airport all night and did not wait for him to appear. The last phone call said that he had a social gathering and sent her away on her Italian trip.

If she missed that one, there would always be a next one.

But this time, when he came, she didn't show up.

Qih Yanshang hid the profound look in his eyes. His cold and arrogant face didn't show much emotion. Gu Wenliu wasn't a tactful person and didn't mention Qiao Yunuo anymore. However, he felt that something was not right in his heart. Could it be that Yunuo not only gave up on this man, but also the design dream that she had been persisting in for so many years?

If she was here, then the one who was chatting happily with Sunny at this moment must be Qiao Yunuo and not someone else.

On the other side, Sunny heard about the S. T and her first reaction was to nod her head and say, "I've seen chief designer's work in your company. I really want to meet her in person. "

Sunny was an American and was familiar with the domestic jewelry design development. She had once seen a very unique and meaningful bracelet on a public auction live broadcast. The designer's name was - S. T's Qiao Yunuo.

"She. . . " Yin Qinghuan really wanted to say that you have already met her and. . . Thank you for your recognition.

"It is her regret that I was not able to come this time. "

"It is also my regret. " Sunny hoped that she would have a chance to meet designer Qiao Yunuo in the future. She believed that they would have many ideas to communicate with each other.

Yin Qinghuan felt a little sour in her nose. Her slightly red eyes raised a smile.

. . .

The location of the auction at night was the location of the hotel they were staying at. Yin Qinghuan changed into a sleeveless evening gown and changed into a high heels. Just as she was about to go out, she received a call from Qiao Anni.

"Qinghuan, why didn't you come to the company today?"

. . . "I am a little uncomfortable. I am resting at home. "

No one in S. T knew about Gu Wenliu bringing her to Paris. She also did not want Qiao Anni to know that she had come to this design exhibition.

"I'm in a bit of trouble right now, and I need your help. "

The person on the other side of the phone lowered his voice, but Yin Qinghuan didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.

"The person I found last time is threatening me. He wants me to give him a million yuan for his silence. I am unable to take out so much in a short period of time. The old undying will also not give me money for no reason. "

Threatening, keeping his mouth shut, the old undying. . . When these words entered Yin Qinghuan's ears, she only felt that it was extremely piercing.

She still did not make a sound and understood that at this time, even if she could not understand, she could not casually ask anything. She could only maintain silence and let the other party continue.

"You ask your brother to take one million. Seal that person's mouth first, and then think of a way to resolve the rest. "

. . . "My brother?"

Yin Qinghuan frowned, as if she had caught onto something important.

"That's right, he was the one who benefited from that matter. After obtaining Qiao Yunuo, did he want to turn hostile and not recognize her?" Even though Qiao Anni's voice was soft, it was somewhat hurried, as if she was afraid that someone would turn hostile and be ruthless.

When the woman heard these words, her eyes were filled with confusion and astonishment. There was a chill in her body as she clenched her skirt tightly between her fingers.

Qiao Anni, Yin Xiangze, they. . .