Cen Jin and Ye Lingran came to the Milan coordinator with Yun Qi. The person in charge was a middle-aged woman, dressed very fashionably and well-maintained. She was chatting with a well-known designer and business person in the fashion industry. Upon seeing Yun Qi, she smiled and greeted him in fluent English.
Yun Qi responded to her warmly and elegantly in English. After some pleasantries, Yun Qi introduced Cen Jin and Ye Lingran to her.
"Hello Arlene, nice to meet you." Cen Jin and Ye Lingran both showed gentle smiles, shaking hands with her in turn.
"Are these the two wedding dress theme designers?" Arlene was a little surprised to see how young they were and said in not-so-fluent Chinese, looking at Yun Qi with astonishment.
Hearing Arlene communicate in Chinese brought a deeper smile to Yun Qi’s eyes. He was very satisfied with this partner, not only because of the benefits this gig brought him but also because of the character and professionalism of his partners. Her willingness to use her not-so-fluent Chinese to communicate showed enough respect for Cen Jin and Ye Lingran.
Later, Cen Jin and the others chatted a lot with Arlene. The three of them exchanged a variety of insights, and the conversation was very engaging. They exchanged contact information and added each other on WeChat.
It was Arlene’s assistant who later came over and told her that someone was looking for her. She then smiled apologetically, told them to feel free, and went to check it out.
"This Arlene is friendlier than I imagined." After Arlene and her assistant left, Cen Jin finally expressed her thoughts with a smile.
Yun Qi heard this, turned his head, and asked with a smile, "Oh, really? Then what kind of Arlene did you imagine? Could it be someone fierce and mean?"
"Not at all." Cen Jin gave him a sidelong glance in feigned annoyance. She turned around as a waiter approached with a tray. Cen Jin took a glass of champagne from it, said ’thank you,’ and continued answering Yun Qi: "Ling Ran had checked out some of her information online and showed me. She seemed like a decisive businesswoman. But today, she didn’t seem as overbearing as I imagined, very easy to get along with."
Seeing her serious explanation, Yun Qi laughed out loud, "Let’s go grab something to eat! You must be hungry!"
Cen Jin sipped her champagne and, after hearing him, subconsciously touched her abdomen with her fair little hand. She smiled a bit shyly. Since eating after noon today, she really hadn’t eaten anything, and now she was indeed a little hungry.
Ye Lingran looked at the champagne in her hand, chuckled, and took it over, "You better not drink this. There should be juice over there, that’s more suitable for you."
With her hand suddenly empty, Cen Jin looked at Ye Lingran with a face full of despair, "Just one or two sips won’t matter, and this champagne tastes quite nice."
"But no, Jiang Baizhou specifically instructed me not to let you drink alcohol, not even a drop." Ye Lingran earnestly placed the champagne she took from Cen Jin onto the tray of a passing waiter.
Cen Jin was taken aback, "Jiang Baizhou? When did he tell you that?"
"A long time ago, during the time we were invited to Miss Zhao’s big wedding. It was about eight or nine months ago! He came to find you that afternoon, but you were out, and when he heard you were going to the wedding the next day, he specifically reminded me." Ye Lingran thought for a moment and counted the time on her fingers.
After hearing this, Cen Jin’s pink lips pressed together, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.