Jiang Qiwei studied design abroad, and Ning Anmiao was equally talented in this field. So their conversation never stopped.
In her memory, Lu Yan had never been such a talkative person. He always wore a cold expression, never listened to her so amiably, and would never take the initiative to learn about design.
But now, not only had his dressing style changed, but also his way of talking to her. Just now, he had even thoughtfully asked if her high heels were too tiring and if she wanted to sit down and rest.
This Lu Yan was clearly a different person from the one in her memory.
Looking at this "Lu Yan" who was so different from a few years ago, Jiang Qiwei was not only pleasantly surprised but also deeply regretful.
Why had she been so arrogant back then and refused the marriage alliance with the Lu family?
A good man like Lu Yan was hard to find these days!
"Lu Yan, you've changed so much," Jiang Qiwei said, stealing several infatuated glances at him before finally speaking up. "You're so different from before."
Before, he would never have chatted with her so much.
Hearing this, Ning Anmiao's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately grew nervous.
For years, Ning Anmiao had never met a friend who understood design. Now that she had met Jiang Qiwei, a well - known designer in the industry, she couldn't hold back her words.
She had been so engrossed in talking about design that she almost forgot that she wasn't Ning Anmiao but Lu Yan at the moment.
"Cough, cough," she coughed strategically, her voice deep and sexy. "What, don't you like it?"
The lights in the exhibition hall were very bright, making Lu Yan's handsome face look even more reserved.
He even leaned closer to her, and the two of them seemed to be whispering to each other in a very intimate posture.
Jiang Qiwei held her breath, and her pupils constricted.
She looked at the Lu Yan in front of her, with his high nose bridge and deep, three - dimensional facial features, looking at her so intently.
It was not like before when his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he didn't seem to notice her at all.
Jiang Qiwei's heart skipped half a beat.
"No," she suddenly lowered her eyes. At the age of twenty - seven, she blushed shyly like a young girl in love. "It's... it's just fine now."
Ning Anmiao didn't notice Jiang Qiwei's expression. She just felt relieved after making sure that she wasn't suspicious.
She couldn't afford to be suspected.
While the two of them were enjoying themselves, there was a cloud of resentment following them like a shadow.
"Lu Yan, do you think Miaomiao... might not be used to it here?" Jiang Qiwei sensed the strange atmosphere behind them. She couldn't help but turn around and look at Ning Anmiao, feeling a bit guilty.
The "Ning Anmiao" following them had a cold face. It was hard to tell her emotions, but she was definitely not happy.
When she saw the two people in front turn around to look at her, Lu Yan immediately averted his eyes, pursing his thin lips and deliberately ignoring them.
He was quite arrogant.
Ning Anmiao raised her eyebrows but didn't try to figure out what Lu Yan was thinking.
Lu Yan was the president of Xinghe Group. He had seen all kinds of high - end social scenes. What was there for him not to get used to at a fashion show?
"Don't worry. She can wander around on her own," Ning Anmiao said casually, and her eyes quickly locked onto another design.
Apparently, Ning Anmiao was more interested in fashion design than Lu Yan at the moment.
But this reaction meant something else to Jiang Qiwei.
Everything "Lu Yan" had done was conveying a message.
He simply didn't care about Ning Anmiao.
Maybe she really had a chance.
...
After the exhibition ended, Ning Anmiao said goodbye to Jiang Qiwei contentedly. She let out a long sigh of relief and then suddenly remembered there was another person.
"Had a great time today?" Lu Yan sneered. Although it was just three words, his voice was extremely cold.
He had witnessed the whole day how Ning Anmiao, in his body, had cared for and taken care of Jiang Qiwei!
If this went on, even if they swapped bodies back, he wouldn't be able to clear his name.
Ning Anmiao, you're really something!
"Actually, it was just so - so," Ning Anmiao said, not caring about his sarcasm. "The exhibition hall wasn't very big, and the designs weren't very new. But the design elements were quite traditional, so it was worth a look."
The way she answered seriously almost made Lu Yan laugh out of anger.
Did she really think he was asking if she had a good time at the exhibition?
"Let's go home."
He stared at her coldly for a few seconds. Finding that she didn't notice anything wrong at all, he couldn't help but growl angrily and then turned around and walked away.
Ning Anmiao stood there scratching her head.
For some reason, she thought that when Lu Yan lost his temper in her body, he looked strangely stiff and awkward.
For no reason at all, what was he angry about?
—
After getting home, Lu Yan had calmed down a bit.
Ning Anmiao took a shower when she got home. When she walked out of the bathroom, Lu Yan was standing in front of her.
"Miaomiao, let's have a talk," he said in his usual cold and emotionless tone.
Although he was in Ning Anmiao's body, it didn't stop him from showing his usual indifference.
He was still Lu Yan, the man whose emotions were never revealed.
Ning Anmiao, who had been drying her hair, was stunned for a moment, and her hand stopped.
"About what?" Ning Anmiao was quite surprised and stared at him intently.
Lu Yan pondered for a few seconds and then said softly, "The long dress Jiang Qiwei wore today. Did you design it?"
So he still remembered this. Ning Anmiao nodded slightly. "I designed a series before, but MINI didn't say when it would be on the market."
It was really her design.
Lu Yan's eyes darkened a bit, and he pursed his lips. "When was that?"
He calmed down and tried to think about the past three years. He realized that he had never really cared about what Ning Anmiao had been doing.
He didn't even know that she had been poached by MINI to do design.
"Sometime recently. I can't remember clearly," Ning Anmiao said, not as serious as Lu Yan. "This actually reminds me that it's time to ask MINI for my design fee."
After saying that, she continued to dry her hair and walked towards the study.
Watching her back disappear behind the study door, Lu Yan was in a daze for a while.
He remembered.
He finally remembered why she had been forced to leave the Ning family three years ago.
It was the year when Ning Anmiao graduated from college. She had resolutely chosen to continue her in - depth study in design. Such a choice had undoubtedly caused quite a stir in the Ning family.
What kind of family was the Ning family?
To put it simply, it was a family of scholars.
But the difference was that the Ning family was never an ordinary family of scholars. It was a family with a century - old history and profound heritage, sitting at the top of the entire Chinese traditional learning circle.
Wherever the Ning family went, people showed respect and deference.
Such a family was not only respected, but more importantly, they had their family rules and precepts to pass down.
Of course, similarly, such a family could accept their descendants to excel in any field, but only—
They couldn't do business.