This sentence penetrated Ji Qianchen's ear.
She went around the back and looked at it with the eyes of a professional designer. "It seems that it is. The men's wear brand designed by Gy is also very powerful. How can I feel that this time's men's wear is very general?"
"Young master, is this Gy hostile to you?" The focus of Rob's speech.
“……”
Ling Xiao didn't speak with cold and gloomy face.
"Young master, can I ask someone to take it back and modify it for Gy?" Rob suggested.
"No. Make do with it. " Lingxiao doesn't mind.
Wedding photos, as long as his woman is beautiful enough.
"How can I do that? Let me do it. I'll make some adjustments and modifications. There are two or three days to Christmas. " Ji Qianchen stroked his chin and thought about how to stab these suits.
Black, white, silver, navy.
With her two sets of pure white wedding dress, a set of flower fairy green wedding dress, and a set of blue and purple mop wedding dress.
Color matching and material selection are impeccable.
Ji Qianchen is trapped in how to reform these clothes.
The housekeeper hurried in from the outside.
"The event is not good, young master. At first, a line of the wedding dress shooting site has been completely arranged, but I don't know what happened. Today, the arrangement of the air garden was suddenly smashed by someone."
"Who did it?"
Ling Xiaohan clenched his fist, and flames all over his body came out.
At this juncture, someone deliberately sabotaged.
"It was a group of people who smashed it last night. So far, no one has been found. Young master Qi cried to death when he saw the scene in the early morning."
"Let's go and have a look."
Ling Xiaohan leads Ji Qianchen out of the villa.
Driving straight to the sky garden.
Air garden is a pavilion built in the air by Qiyan using the real estate under qijiamen.
The above flowers are in full bloom, and there are eight viewing platforms, magnificent and spectacular.
When Ling Xiao arrived in the morning of the cold age.
The scene was a blight.
The green grass is full of broken flowerpots and dying branches.
Qi Yan stood at the top of the pavilion, leaning on the handrail to jump.
Ji Qianchen raised his head and looked up at Qi Yan in the sky. "Hey, can't you think about it?"
Qi Yan looked down at Ling Xiao Han and Ji Qianchen on the ground. "Who did I provoke? Tens of millions of them just smashed me? I'm not alive. "
"Then jump down." Lingxiao coldly raised his head and shouted to Qiyan.
"Shit, I'll jump if you ask me to. I'm not a fool. I'm so angry. "
Qi Yan climbed down the stairs of the pavilion and walked to Ling Xiao's side in the cold and the millennium.
"All destroyed overnight. Ling Xiaohan, you are responsible for me. "
Ling Xiaohan squatted down and scratched the dense footprints on the grass.
After a rain, the trampled grass stands out naturally.
"See what?" Ji Qianchen squats down and finds that there is no difference between these footprints. How to find out who made them.
"My heart hurts so much. Such a beautiful sky garden has been completely destroyed. Are you sure not to be responsible for it?" Qi Yan like an old crow around him has been noisy.
Ling Xiao stood up impatiently. "Is it Qi Qinggan?"
He didn't reveal to anyone that he was going to make up for Ji Qianchen's wedding photos.
The air garden belongs to Qi family's private property. She knows what action it has.
"How can I doubt my sister? She stayed at home just like me yesterday. She didn't go anywhere."
"Who would that be?"
Ji Qianchen looks around.
I think everything is very strange.
During this period of time, people are constantly looking for their troubles and sabotage.
Is the man who hit dad the same as the one who sabotaged him?
Ji Qianchen didn't dare to imagine. After all, he didn't know how many such things would happen in the future.
Ling Xiaohan looks for a circle, does not get any clue, wring Junmei to ask Qi Yan, "is there no camera installed around?"
"It's installed. When I get up in the morning, all the cameras around me are damaged. None of them are left. I wonder if it's made by your own rival. I heard that if you want to take wedding photos, you'll come to my garden to vent your anger. It's not right. " Qi Yan squats down to the ground and picks up a Marguerite.
"Well, I don't remember that variety in my garden." Qi Yan has a lot of research on flowers, and usually loves to send women flowers.
He is particular about every kind of flower.
If the flowers in the garden are all gorgeous and generous, like this fresh and elegant Compositae plant, he doesn't plant it at all.
Ji Qianchen came up and took the flower from his hand. "It's beautiful. Margaret. "In her memory, she seems to have seen this kind of words everywhere. They are colorful.
"Yes, Marguerite is also called the Maiden's flower, which means the love of expectation. How can a big man raise this kind of flower here? It's cold. Did the people under your hand bring this kind of flower when they came to decorate it? " Qi Yan asked casually.
Ling Xiaohan goes to Ji Qianchen.
Take the flower to your hand and have a look.
The branches were pruned neatly, and no special places could be seen.
"Well, how long will it take you to fix it here?"
Ling Xiaohan looked at the mess and asked Qi Yan.
"No more than ten and a half days. All these flowers need to be transplanted."
"Forget it. I won't borrow your sky garden." Ling Xiao cold drags Ji Qianchen to turn around and leave.
"Hey, how can you do that? Do not destroy you? " Qi Yan looked at Ling Xiaohan's back and shouted.
"Why do you want to take pictures of the ruins?"
Lingxiao cold mercilessly left the last words, with Ji Qianchen left.
That night.
While Ji Qianchen is asleep.
Ling Xiaohan turns over and gets out of bed. He takes out a black windbreaker from the wardrobe and puts it on. Then he quietly exits the door.
Go down the stairs.
Armed rob and zhe are already waiting for him at the stairway.
"Young master, are you going now?"
"Well, is there any movement over there?"
Ling Xiaohan tidies up the collar of the windbreaker, takes out the gun from it, and checks the bullets in it. There are six rounds in all, many in one.
"After a night's observation, we chose ten places to take photos. The air garden of master Qi's house, which was the first to be destroyed, is said to be in motion tonight over Bibo lake. All three yachts are in motion."
"What does that man want to do?"
Ling Xiao frowned and walked out quickly.
The others followed closely, got in the car in the yard and went straight to Bibo lake.
"Young master, I think that man just doesn't want you and young lady to take wedding photos, but this technique is too weird, it's a little like Miss Issa's temperament."
"No, it shouldn't be her."
Ling Xiaohan shakes his head and refuses.