Feast of Flowers: 70. Attack your love rival

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I didn’t expect Mark to make such a request, and Hua Jin was a little surprised.

They have a cooperative relationship with each other. It is very inappropriate to bring unrelated friends or family members to a dinner party. Based on Mark's usual style of conduct, he shouldn't make such a request.

"The embroidery artist is thin-skinned, I'm sorry, let's go down with her to invite her boyfriend." Mark's assistant said this, and several young staff members started to boo.

Everyone walked into the elevator. Hua Jin looked at Mark standing in front of her and said with a smile: "My boyfriend is shy and doesn't like eating with too many people. Let's do it next time. Next time I invite everyone to dinner together with him."

"It won't be your wedding ceremony next time, right?" The Hunan embroidery master smiled and said to Mark, "Mr. Mark, they young people value their personal space. It's not appropriate for so many of us to go down."

Mark turned around and looked at Hua Jin: "The teacher makes sense."

The elevator became quiet. The elevator descended layer by layer and stopped when the number jumped to -1. The elevator door opened, and Hua Jin saw Pei Yan a few steps away from the elevator door.

Hearing the elevator door open, Pei Yan turned around and looked over. Just as he was about to speak, he saw everyone with Hua Jin. He raised his eyebrows slightly and walked to Hua Jin calmly, "Are you down?"

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Hua Jin walked up to him and introduced the embroidery masters to him. Pei Yan greeted them one by one, and finally met Mark's eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Pei." Mark said hello without waiting for Hua Jin to introduce himself. On the night of November 11th, the lights were dim, and he didn't even recognize that the young man walking with Hua Jin was Pei Yan.

He suddenly remembered that a few months ago, he made an appointment with Hua Jin to meet at a coffee shop. Less than half of the coffee was drunk when Pei Yan came in. At that time, he felt that Pei Yan might have some thoughts about Hua Jin, but he was used to seeing rich men fall in love with each other, and with Hua Jin's status, it was impossible for a person like Pei Yan to fall in love with him. On Singles' Day, play with her on the street.

But the truth was beyond his expectation. Pei Yan was not only with Hua Jin, but also acted like a poor boy, eating marshmallows with Hua Jin and buying roses sold by children on the roadside.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Mark's mind, and they finally turned into one sentence: "It's rare that I have the honor to meet Mr. Pei. I didn't expect that you are the lover of the embroidery master. I would like to ask you to have a meal with us."

Hua Jin thought Pei Banyan refused, but he glanced at her and said calmly: "Okay."

After sitting down in the VIP room of the restaurant, everyone gradually came back to their senses.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mark met the flower embroidery artist's boyfriend. It was fate." The master of Hunan embroidery came from experience and had long seen that Mark was interested in the flower embroidery artist. She glanced at Pei Yan, but the embroidery artist's boyfriend was good-looking and gentle to the embroidery artist. Mr. Mark couldn't express his thoughts.

"It is my honor to sit and have dinner with Mr. Pei." Mark put the recipe in Pei Yan's hand, and Pei Yan turned around and handed it to the oldest embroiderer at the table, "The elder comes first, I will eat Don’t pick anything.”

Noticing this action, Mark just smiled. He was right. As Pei Yan, he would not eat at the same table with them. It seemed that Hua Jin was very important in his heart, so he allowed this aloof Mr. Pei to sit down with Hua Jin.

Since Pei Yan has no intention of publicizing his identity, he will not be that annoying person. He was always good at chatting, and with just a few words, he made the atmosphere in the room warm. Everyone here guessed that Pei Yan's identity might not be simple. Everyone pretended not to know and talked about uninterested topics without ruining the atmosphere.

Mark has long heard that Pei Yan is a very difficult person to get along with, but he discovered today that the rumors may not be true. At least when Hua Jin is around, Pei Yan is a person who is almost perfect in words and deeds.

He can make several embroidery masters smile in just a few words, and he can calmly defuse other people's prying eyes.

Just now, he had a glimpse of Hua Jin's boyfriend's thoughts, but now he felt that he was in his thirties and still had the comparison mentality of a young boy, which was really ridiculous and ridiculous.

After the meal was almost finished, Mark’s assistant got up to pay the bill, but the front desk said that someone had already paid. He said in surprise; "Have you paid?"

"Yes." The cashier looked at the receipt and said, "Mr. Pei, who is traveling with you, paid for it."

The assistant understood. He thanked him, returned to the VIP room, and whispered the matter to Mark.

Mark glanced in the direction where Pei Yan was sitting. Pei Yan's seat was empty. Hua Jin was talking to the Hunan embroidery master. He stood up and said to his assistant: "Give them good greetings. I'm going to the bathroom."

Walking into the bathroom, Mark saw Pei Yan standing in front of the mirror adjusting his cufflinks. He walked up to him and said, "Mr. Pei, you are too polite. How dare you spend money."

"Thank you for taking care of Huahua, I should." Pei Yan put his hands under the faucet and washed them, took out two paper towels, and slowly wiped off the water drops on the back of his hands, "There is still half a month until the fashion conference. , I wish Mr. Ma great success at the fashion show."

"Thank you for your kind words." Mark adjusted his hair, "Mr. Pei and the embroidery master have a good relationship."

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "She and I are lovers, so of course we have a good relationship."

When these words were spoken, Mark realized something was wrong. He looked at himself in the mirror. Everything from head to toe was exquisite. Many women said that he had a pair of eyes that could make people indulge. However, at this moment, he In his own eyes, he saw a bit of confusion and panic.

Pei Yan suddenly sneered, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Mark turned around and looked at Pei Yan's back, twisting his tie.

"I heard," Pei Yan, who was walking to the door, suddenly stopped and turned around to look back, "I heard that Mr. Mark's name was Ma Changsheng before he entered the fashion industry. I think this name is quite good, and it sounds better than Mark. ”

A member of Mark's Studio heard this sentence as soon as he walked to the toilet door, and was so frightened that he turned around and walked back.

I heard that Mr. Mark was not born well. When he first entered the fashion industry, he was ridiculed by his competitors because his name was too vulgar. In order to develop further, the husband has put in a lot of effort and even changed his name. Over the years, no one has dared to mention the name Ma Changsheng in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Pei actually said in front of him that the name Ma Changsheng sounded better than Mark. This simply added fuel to the fire.

Mark frowned and looked at Pei Yan without saying anything. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't dare to say it.

"Many people know that I am very unreasonable in my actions." Looking at Mark's gloomy face, Pei Yan smiled instead, "In this life, you can have any career, just don't be a mistress, Mr. Ma What do you think?"

"Mr. Pei's words make sense." Mark raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"As long as you understand this." The smile on Pei Yan's face disappeared, "Goodbye."

"You walk slowly." Mark looked gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Pei Yan knew that Mark was a smart man. When he returned to the VIP room, he saw Hua Jin talking to a young and handsome man. He strode over to sit next to her and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"You've just finished lunch and you're already thinking about dinner?" Hua Jin held her face in her arms and said, "Pei Yanyan, if you continue like this, I will really become a pig by you."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind it." Pei Yan held Hua Jin's hand in front of the young man, "It would be great if you could really become as fat as a pig, so that I would have fewer love rivals."

"Oh, according to this, I can only disfigure you." Hua Jin glanced at Pei Yan's beautiful face, "Otherwise, a rich and handsome man like you would attract many love rivals to me. ?"

Seeing Hua Jin having an intimate fight with her boyfriend, Yan Ke moved his chair to the side very wisely, although his emotional intelligence was not very high.

"Where were you just now?" Hua Jin whispered in Pei Yan's ear, "Why have you been out for so long?"

"Let's go pay the bill. We can't let others think that the two of us are eating and drinking." Pei Yan followed Hua Jin's example and whispered, "By the way, I hit my love rival in the bathroom."

"What kind of love rival? Where did you get your love rival?" Hua Jin pinched Pei Yan's waist hard, and when he grimaced in pain, she whispered in his ear, "What I can see, can The only man I remember in my heart is you, so you will never have a love rival in this life."

Pei Yan looked at her blankly, then held her arm after a long time: "Say it again."

"Don't tell me." Hua Jin wiped the corners of her mouth and put down her chopsticks, "I'm full and feel sleepy."

"As the only man you can like, you can't bear to pamper her too much. Say it again." Pei Yan secretly poked Hua Jin's arm.

"I am a woman with principles, and the principle is that some words only need to be said once." Hua Jin turned her head and winked at Pei Yan, "Some words only need to be said once, as long as you understand what I mean. OK."

Hold Pei Yan's index finger with your backhand: "So don't be uneasy, and don't worry about anything else."

When Mark walked into the VIP room, he saw this scene. It was obviously a dining table full of people, but the two people who didn't behave too intimately seemed to be in a world of their own. Everyone was a blur, and they were the brightest scenery.

His steps slowed down for a moment, then returned to normal, smiling and immersing himself in the conversation.

After dinner, Hua Jin said goodbye to everyone, got into Pei Yan's car, and said lazily: "There are still half a month left, but the shawl has not been embroidered yet, please take me back to Fanhua. Right."

"Don't you have several embroidery workers in your studio now?" Pei Yan said, "You can't handle things alone."

"Dark gold patterns need to be added to the silk, so the embroidery thread is real gold thread. You need to be very careful when embroidering to achieve the best effect." Hua Jin sighed, "In the entire studio, there are only two Another embroiderer with fifteen years of embroidery experience can do it."

"Golden thread?" Pei Yan asked in surprise, "Isn't it a golden thread?"

"Of course not." Hua Jin raised her chin proudly, "Now you know how broad and profound our traditional craft industry is."

Pei Yan laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful."

Watching Pei Yan's car drive away, Mark got into his car. The assistant sat in the driver's seat and glanced at Mark secretly: "Sir, will the flowers you ordered still be delivered?"

"No need." Mark shook his head slowly, closed his eyes and said, "Go back to the studio."

"I didn't expect that the embroidery artist turned out to be Mr. Pei's girlfriend." The assistant carefully observed Mark's face, "It's really surprising."

Mark opened his eyes, looked at him and said, "There's no need to remind me in this way, I know it well." From the time he worked hard to climb up, he knew very well that some emotions were not necessary.

The assistant smiled guiltily and closed his mouth.