Trial Marriage Husband: Need to Work Hard

Chapter 184: My Body and Mind Are Both Going to Suffer

Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi

”JK is a high-class fashion label, why would I reject it?” Tangning replied with a gentle smile, ”The only issue is, for her to give me such a great resource - what she wants in return must not be simple.”

”I will take precautionary action,” An Zihao reassured. ”Go get some rest and adjust to the time difference, you have a lot of work ahead.”

After An Zihao left, Tangning lay on the bed and shut her eyes for some rest. She was meant to be tired, but instead, she felt she was becoming more and more awake.

She couldn’t help thinking about how this was an international runway show; this was different to all the small brand shows she had done in the past.

If she really managed to grasp hold of JK’s opening, she would definitely open herself up to a lot more international opportunities.

It seemed, to get to Mo Ting’s level, this was the final stage...

Maybe because the couple’s minds were in sync, Tangning suddenly received a phone call from Mo Ting. Tangning picked up the phone and couldn’t help but giggle, ”How did you know I was thinking about you?”

Back in Beijing, it was already nighttime. After returning home and not seeing the figure he had become used to, Mo Ting naturally started thinking: Tangning has never been a noisy person, but...without her around, the house feels empty. This is really hard to adjust to...

”Mrs. Mo, if you are really going to be gone for a week, my body and mind are both going to suffer. I want to see you right now; I want to hug you and kiss you.”

Talking about suffering - Tangning who was currently in a foreign country, lying in an unfamiliar bed - she was feeling it even more.

”Unfortunately, President Mo, from tonight onwards I will be flat out...I guess you need to endure for a little bit.”

Endure?

He never intended on enduring.

So, while coaxing Tangning to sleep, Mo Ting sent a message to Lu Che telling him to book the next flight to London. However, he would only be able to see Tangning briefly, before flying back for an important dinner party.

After receiving Mo Ting’s message, Lu Che thought about how Mo Ting would be flying for a total of 20 hours just to get a quick glance of Tangning; was this necessary?

”Ting...wait for me. I’m almost there, I’m almost at your level.”

Mo Ting listened as Tangning mumbled in her sleep and his heart melted. So what if he had to fly 20 hours? He had said long ago, as long as Tangning wanted to do something, he would accompany her. It was worth it, even if...

...it was for a brief moment.

...

6pm. Tangning and An Zihao arrived on JK’s set. The show was to take place in a beautiful church on the outskirts of London and the theme was: ’Soul and Rebirth’. The clothes were all black and white with details such as black mandalas and black and white wings. It was like the two extremes of life were pulling at each other...

Now that they were on the set of an international show, dirty tactics to tear each other apart was no longer present. In the backstage, all that could be found, were models getting changed and applying makeup. This made Tangning feel like she had once again returned to her 19-year-old self in France.

An Zihao was discussing things with JK while Tangning tried on her clothes and makeup in the backstage. In a high-class show like this, apart from herself, there were no other Asian faces to be seen. That’s because there weren’t many Asian models that could do international shows to begin with.

Tangning stood in front of the full body mirror; she was only wearing a black bra and underwear. This was normal for a model; all she had to do was stretch out her arms and people would start putting clothes on her as per the designer’s instructions.

JK’s designer was a 40-something-year-old bearded man; he could be considered as half a Beijinger and his whole body carried an artistic presence. He scanned Tangning’s body and noticed her legs; they were so beautiful, they were impossible to ignore.

So, he clicked his fingers loudly and instructed his assistant to bring the set of clothes he had prepared for the finale; he wanted Tangning to try it on.

It was a long black dress with a deep-v collar. The main body of the dress was made up of intertwined translucent black gauze and black mesh; it gave off the idea of a trapped soul. From her shoulder spread a series of black mandala-patterned flowers, all the way to her waist.

The darkness...

The evilness...

The struggle...