upon hearing his words, luo chenxi's heart skipped a beat and she recovered from her shock.
she glanced at tang daijie, and her expression did not change at all. she said calmly, " "where did you hear that ... i went back to china? there was no such thing? the last time we met, didn't i tell you that i'm here for the London fashion week? fashion week hasn't started yet, why would i go back?"
tang daijie's brows twitched, and her expression was extremely ugly.
"but, didn't you ... didn't you say that you couldn't rent a suitable venue for the runway show? didn't i tell you last time? "you're so late, you can't rent a place, and you can't find a model to do the show. if you waste time, energy, and money, you still can't do the show. you might as well return home as soon as possible ..."
luo chenxi squinted her eyes and asked, " "how do you know that i didn't manage to rent a suitable place? could it be that you've followed me?"