sinovels Chapter 359 I will definitely pursue her
Chapter 359 I will definitely pursue her
The manor hall was very lively in the evening.
Li Ze had Lao Yi arrange a very lavish dinner. The chefs prepared a large table of very expensive and delicious dishes.
Everyone sat around the table, eating and talking, and everyone was very happy.
Zhang Ruoran was still wearing that dark blue dress. Her hair and makeup were still looking beautiful. She sat next to Li Ze. Li Ze ate his meal while constantly looking at Zhang Ruoran. His eyes were full of affection.
After dinner, it was already quite late.
Li Ze stood up from his chair. He looked at everyone and said in a loud voice, "Everyone has worked hard today. You've all finished eating. It's getting late, so everyone should go and get some rest."
Then, Li Ze turned to look at Li Mengli. He said very seriously, "Mengli, for the next two weeks, you will be practicing here every day with these masters. You need to finalize your look for the New York trip and learn how to walk."
Li Ze continued, "So, don't go back to school tonight. Just stay here at the manor. There are many rooms upstairs, and they're very spacious. Lao Yi has already prepared your room; everything inside is brand new. Just settle in."
Hearing her father's arrangement, Li Mengli nodded happily. She replied loudly, "Okay, Dad, I understand. You and Mom, drive carefully."
Li Ze nodded. He turned around and looked at Huo Qian and Zhao Jiajia standing beside him.
Li Ze spoke in a very easygoing tone, saying, "Huo Qian, Zhao Jiajia. You two have to go to school tomorrow. It's quite far from here, and it's not convenient to get a taxi these days."
Li Ze called out to Lao Yi outside the door, "Lao Yi, arrange for a driver to take that extended Rolls-Royce and get them both safely to their dormitory at school."
Huo Qian and Zhao Jiajia were overjoyed to hear Li Ze's words. They politely said to Li Ze, "Thank you, Uncle. You're so kind!"
The two of them walked over and said goodbye to Li Mengli. Then they went out the door, got into the very luxurious black car, and went back to school.
Li Ze took Zhang Ruoran's hand. The two walked out of the manor gate together. They got into the very sturdy, bulletproof SUV. Lao Yi sat in the front and drove them back to their home in Beichen Garden.
The light inside the carriage was rather dim.
Li Ze and Zhang Ruoran sat in the back row.
Zhang Ruoran sat there, feeling that so much had happened that day. She turned to look at the streetlights outside the car window.
Li Ze reached out and grasped Zhang Ruoran's hand directly.
Zhang Ruoran's hands were a little cold, while Li Ze's hands were very hot.
Looking at Zhang Ruoran's profile, Li Ze smiled and said, "Ruoran, I'm really happy today. You look so beautiful in this outfit and with this makeup. When I was eating just now, I didn't want to eat another bite of food; I just wanted to look at you a few more times."
Zhang Ruoran blushed again when she heard Li Ze's blunt words.
She turned her head and glared at Li Ze. She said, quite embarrassed, "You're so old, why are you still so blunt? I just dressed up a bit today. I work in the shop every day, I don't have time to do this every day."
Li Ze gripped Zhang Ruoran's hand even tighter. He said very seriously, "From now on, you don't need to do any work. You are now the chairman of our entire catering group. Your daily task is to sit in the office and sign documents."
Li Ze continued, "I want you to look this beautiful every day. I want everyone who sees you to know that my wife, Li Ze's wife, is the most beautiful woman in the world."
Hearing Li Ze's words, Zhang Ruoran felt very at ease and warm inside.
She didn't say anything more. She slowly rested her head on Li Ze's shoulder.
The driver was driving very smoothly. The car soon arrived back at their home in Beichen Garden.
the next morning.
Inside a manor on the outskirts of Han City, all the lights in the main hall were on.
Li Mengli got up very early today. After eating breakfast, she went to the lobby.
Today, these foreign designers are about to begin designing her official look for the New York fashion show.
Li Mengli sat in a very comfortable dressing chair.
The French hairstylist in black slowly walked up behind Li Mengli.
The hairdresser's name was Pierre. He was very tall and quite young.
Pierre looked at Li Mengli in the mirror. His eyes were shining; he thought Li Mengli was truly, truly beautiful.
Pierre bowed very politely. He spoke to Li Mengli in English.
The translator beside her immediately translated loudly, "Good morning, Ms. Li. You look very energetic this morning. I'm going to start doing your hair now. Please relax completely and leave everything to me."
Li Mengli looked at Pierre in the mirror, smiled, and nodded. She said very politely, "Good morning, thank you. I appreciate your help."
Pierre started working.
He was very, very careful. He took out a very fine comb and slowly combed Li Mengli's hair.
His movements were very light and slow. He was afraid of hurting Li Mengli. If Li Mengli moved her head even slightly, Pierre would immediately stop what he was doing.
Through the translator, he would ask with great concern, "Ms. Li, did I hurt you? Do you think this pressure is okay?"
Li Mengli quickly shook her head and said, "It didn't hurt at all, it felt very comfortable."
After a while, Pierre thought that Li Mengli might feel bored or uncomfortable sitting there.
He immediately asked his assistant to bring over a very soft small cushion.
Pierre went to the front himself. He very carefully placed the cushion between Li Mengli's back and the chair.
He smiled and said, "Ms. Li, your back will ache if you sit in a chair for a long time. Leaning against this cushion will make you more comfortable."
Li Mengli was very touched. She felt that this Frenchman was very polite and knew how to take care of people.
After a while, Pierre poured another glass of warm water. He added a little honey to it.
He placed the glass of water in front of Li Mengli. He said very gently, "Miss Li, please have some water. The air in here is a bit dry; drinking some water will be good for your skin."
Li Mengli took the water glass and took a sip. She smiled and said, "You're so thoughtful. Thank you."
Pierre kept talking to Li Mengli while fixing his hair.
He kept praising Li Mengli through the translator.
"Ms. Li, your hair is absolutely gorgeous. It's so black and so smooth. It's the best hair I've ever seen."
"Ms. Li, your smile is so sweet. When you walk the runway in New York, everyone will surely remember you."
Hearing these compliments, Li Mengli felt a little embarrassed, but she was also very happy.
She thought Pierre was a very romantic and humorous person.
She didn't feel tired at all working with him. She had a very good feeling about Pierre and thought he was a very good friend.
However, the other foreigners in the hall could see it very clearly.
These masters have all worked in the fashion industry for many years. They have seen a lot of things and met a lot of people.
The bespectacled makeup artist, along with several fashion designers, stood by, watching what Pierre did to Li Mengli.
They glanced at each other. Then they both secretly smiled to themselves.
They knew Pierre very well. The French have always had a penchant for pursuing beautiful girls.
They noticed how attentive Pierre was to Li Mengli. He not only served her tea and water and placed cushions for her, but also kept praising her.
They could tell at a glance. Pierre had fallen for Li Mengli.
Pierre is now trying to win Li Mengli's favor. He wants Li Mengli to like him.
However, none of these masters spoke at the time. They knew that Li Mengli's father was Li Ze, the world's richest man. They dared not speak carelessly, so they simply watched quietly from the sidelines.
It was lunchtime.
Li Mengli went to the next room to eat and rest. Only the foreign masters were tidying up the tables in the main hall.
The bespectacled female makeup artist slowly walked up to Pierre.
She looked at Pierre and spoke very directly in English.
The makeup artist said, "Pierre, what you did this morning was far too obvious. Have you fallen for Miss Li?"
Pierre heard this. He stopped what he was doing, his hands still busy tidying up the scissors.
He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He didn't deny it either.
Pierre straightened up. He nodded very directly. He answered loudly, "Yes. Miss Li is very beautiful and very kind. I was attracted to her the moment I saw her. I like her very much and I want to pursue her."
The female makeup artist readily admitted it when Pierre spoke so directly.
She quickly looked around. Lowering her voice, she looked at Pierre very seriously and said:
"Pierre, I advise you to tone it down. Don't forget why we're here."
"Miss Li's father is Mr. Li Ze. He is an extremely wealthy tycoon. We work for him on his paycheck. Don't cause trouble here."
The female makeup artist continued very earnestly:
"Furthermore, I've heard from others that Miss Li already has a boyfriend."
"Don't you know? It's that very wealthy young master Lu. He accompanied Miss Li to Paris to see your fashion show."
"The spot for Miss Li to walk the runway in New York was specially arranged for her by that young master Lu. The two of them have a very, very good relationship. That young master Lu is very fond of Miss Li."
The makeup artist concluded by saying, "Don't try to ruin other people's relationships. It won't end well."
Pierre stood there and listened very quietly to what the makeup artist had to say.
However, there wasn't a trace of fear on his face. He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it.
Pierre shrugged confidently. He spread his hands out in a very relaxed gesture.
Pierre looked at the makeup artist and said very directly:
"So what if you have a boyfriend?"
"A beautiful girl should naturally have many suitors. That's perfectly normal."
Pierre's voice became very loud, and his expression became very serious.
He said loudly:
"As long as she is not married, she does not truly belong to anyone."
"Since she's not married, everyone has a chance. Of course, I also have the right to pursue her."
Pierre patted his chest and said with great confidence:
"I am French. Romance is in our French nature. I believe that with my sincerity and my romance, I will be able to win Miss Li's heart."
"That Mr. Lu, although he's very rich, he might not be as romantic as I am."
"I will never give up easily. I will definitely pursue her."
Having said this, Pierre whistled with great delight. He turned around and continued tidying up the tools he would need that afternoon.
The female makeup artist stood to the side, watching Pierre's appearance.
She shook her head helplessly. She knew that the French were very stubborn; once they made up their minds, no amount of persuasion would change their minds.
She sighed and turned to prepare her cosmetics. She just hoped Pierre wouldn't cause any big trouble and interfere with their work.