luo chenxi was still concerned about the little dumpling.
as a reliable and good mother, she knew very well that she had to keep her promise to her child. only then would her child feel safe.
therefore, she sent bo tingyuan a message immediately, inviting him to bring bo shaoxuan to country Y during the London fashion week.
however, bo tingyuan did not reply to her immediately.
luo chenxi speculated that young master bo might have started working. she turned off her phone indifferently and lay on the bed.
she had thought that it was already early in the morning, far beyond her usual sleeping time. in addition, she had been busy the whole day and was extremely tired, so she would definitely fall asleep immediately.
whoever knew that when she really laid on the bed, she realized that she couldn’t fall asleep at all.
he counted sheep for a long time, but it was useless.
in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, all the beds were of the highest quality. the bed was neither soft nor hard, just the right amount of comfort. the air was also filled with the scent of incense used to calm the nerves.
on the other hand, luo chenxi had insomnia.
“wuwu, how could it be like this!” luo chenxi was vexed and almost went mad.
she had made an appointment with mu yiling and fang ziqian to visit the venue for the show tomorrow morning!
if she didn’t sleep well, how was she going to go out tomorrow?
she had never suffered from insomnia due to jet lag when she went overseas on vacation with mu yichen in the past. why did it feel like … something was missing?
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however, after a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and reached for her phone on the bedside table. she turned it on again.
he swiped his finger on the phone screen a few times, opened the photo album, and scrolled down.
in the end, her gaze stopped on a picture of mu yichen.
this photo was the same ‘eye-stinging’ photo that the little dumpling had seen earlier. it was sent to her by mu yichen during his business trip to country M for a week.
in the photo, mu yichen was leaning on a treadmill in a gym. he looked at the camera with a faint smile.
he was wearing a pair of simple gym pants and a tank top. although he was wearing a lot, the tank top he was wearing was too tight-fitting, clearly outlining his perfect muscle lines …
luo chenxi blinked her eyes and gulped discreetly.
when she received the photo, her first reaction was to look down on this shameless man.
however, after cursing, she still couldn’t control her fingers and secretly pressed the save button.
he was her husband anyway, it would be a waste not to look at him!
luo chenxi turned on her phone and placed it on another pillow on the big bed. she closed her eyes once again.
this time, she actually fell asleep.
……
luo chenxi went to bed late at night. it was already noon when she woke up the next day.
she quickly jumped up and washed up before she called mu yiling and the others.
fortunately, mu yiling and fang ziqian did not wake up early. the three of them discussed for a while and decided to have lunch at the hotel before going out to check out the venue.
yesterday, tang daier had said something to luo chenxi. although luo chenxi felt that the other party had come with a purpose and was suspected to be an alarmist, tang daier’s words had also reminded her.
there were so many designers participating in the London fashion week, and a good venue would definitely be in short supply. they had to fight for it!
