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Chapter 1323: Chapter 1316: Long Separation Leads to Reunion (2)

Lu Weixi glanced up and saw that the man pulling her arm was neither Qin Zhiyou nor a colleague nor anyone else from the company, but Paul, the Italian designer signed with Qin Zhigu’s studio.

After helping her up, Paul asked with a serious face, “Are you all right?”

He was speaking Italian. During their collaboration, Lu Weixi had picked up a few phrases and had no trouble with simple conversation. She replied, “I’m fine. Thank you.”

Paul let go of her hand and stepped back like a gentleman: “Simpson asked me to come over. He was really anxious when he heard about your situation, but he’s abroad and couldn’t buy a plane ticket immediately, so he insisted that I come to check on you.”

Simpson was actually the real English name Qin Zhigu used before he started going by the alias “Simon White,” and that’s what his friends called him.

Lu Weixi hadn’t expected Qin Zhigu to be the one to come to her aid at this time.

But as the two of them conversed in Italian, nobody understood a thing, leaving the reporters who were interviewing them completely bewildered.

Paul might have the disheveled look of a designer, hair unkempt, beard unshaven, shirt not fully buttoned, but he was tall, with deep-set eyes and a high nose and was quite handsome. The reporters looked at them differently now, their gazes seeming to suggest: Qin Zhiyou has a backup outside, and you’re not falling behind either, finding a foreigner.

Quick to respond, Lu Weixi promptly introduced the man: “This is an Italian designer I have worked with before. We had an appointment to discuss a project today.”

She could take casual comments about herself; she didn’t care. But she wasn’t willing to drag others into it.

Paul couldn’t be bothered with the reporters and switched to English: “Miss Lu, my time is precious. I hope we can sit down for negotiations in five minutes and conclude the meeting within an hour. I have to travel out of town this afternoon.” Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁

Lu Weixi nodded: “Of course, please.”

Paul walked ahead with his head held high. His height and serious expression meant that most English-speaking reporters understood him. Realizing that there was no intimate atmosphere between the two and knowing that Italians are expressive with their greetings, including hugs and kisses, they moved aside.

As soon as they entered the office, Xiaochen came up to her: “Ms. Lu, there’s a call for you, about a project from Simon White Studio.”

Xiaochen purposefully spoke loud enough for everyone in the office to hear.

Lu Weixi was startled for a moment, then glanced back at Paul, who just shrugged and smiled.