Jane Xinger looked at the skirt and couldn't help but reach up and take a look. "Wow, what a beautiful skirt, aunt, did Yun ask you to design it for me? How interesting that is. "
Although she said it with embarrassment, Jane still couldn't hide her love for this skirt, especially what Sikong Yun asked his mother Qi Qing to design. It's hard to imagine.
"Since I like it so much, I'll wear it."
Qi Qing leaned on the sofa and told her to change her skirt.
Jane Xinger went to the bathroom with her skirt in her arms.
After changing the skirt, Qi Qing went out and looked at it from beginning to end. She was very satisfied with her design. Of course, I also think Jane Xinger looks very good in this skirt.
"The young master is back."
Outside the door came the sound of the housekeeper greeting sikongyun, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor.
"Well, is my mother at home?"
Asked Sikong Yun.
"Yes, Madame is in the living room, and Miss Jane is here, sitting in the living room together."
Sikong Yun wondered how this Jane apricot came again.
Walking into the living room, I saw her standing in front of her mother Qi Qing in a very formal dress.
After seeing him, he walked towards him like a butterfly.
"Yun, are you off work?"
"Well, Ma, what about the skirt I asked you to design?"
Of course, this is what sikongyun remembers most. The first thing he comes back is to ask about Qiqing's skirt.
"Well, isn't it for your fiancee? She's already put it on. I think she likes it very much. "
"Not only do you like it very much, but also very much. Thank you for your hard work. Thank you Yun for giving me such a beautiful skirt."
Jane Xinger happily holds Sikong Yun's hand, and the smile on her face cannot be suppressed.
I haven't been so happy for a long time.
Although the dresses she usually wears are also valuable.
Sikong Yun stares at the skirt of Jane Xinger.
It can be seen that my mother spent a lot of time. This skirt is really beautiful.
The white light yarn and the blue ribbon make the people who wear this dress look like fairies.
This temperament is very consistent with Meng Zhi's.
"Take off your skirt."
Sikong Yun said to Jane in a cold voice.
"Why? Don't I look good in it? " The smile on Jane's face suddenly faded.
"It doesn't fit your temperament. Besides, I asked my mother to make this dress and give it to the customer. If you like it, I'll take you to buy it next time."
"But I just like this one."
Jane Xinger looks down at her skirt sadly and doesn't want to take it off.
"Yun'er, what can I do if I give it to her? If you want to give it to the customer, I will design it again."
This son's EQ is so low that he obviously offends his fiancee. Qi Qing then comes out to fight for the end.
"But I'm going to use it tonight. I came back to get it."
"Can't you pick one from my design room?"
"No, I just want this one."
Sikong Yun always felt that this skirt was designed for Meng Zhi, which was in line with her temperament.
"Well, I'll take it off."
Jane went back to the bathroom and changed her original skirt.
After getting the skirt, Sikong Yun asked people to pack it in a noble and exquisite gift box. Then he took the box with him and left.
"Hello, apricot is here. Don't you have dinner at home?"
Qi Qing shouts at Sikong Yun who is about to leave.
"No, I need to talk to customers."
Sikong Yun left in a hurry.
Jane Xinger is sitting on the sofa in a low mood. In fact, she can't help it.
He obviously took his skirt with him to see his female clients, and he also went to dinner with them.
"Auntie, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."
Jane picked up her bag and prepared to leave.
Qi Qing naturally knows why Jane Xinger is in a bad mood.
"Xinger, I tell you that as the fiancee of Sikong's heirs, we should get used to the fact that he has social intercourse every day and will face different clients, male and female. What you have to do is to be reasonable, virtuous and magnanimous. Don't blame me for not reminding you that if you don't want to be a qualified heiress's wife, more people want to do it."
Qi Qing naturally stood on his son's side and spoke for Sikong Yun.
This remark, Jane Xinger's mood is worse.
"Yes, I know. I'll pay more attention to it later," she said
"Well, go back. Be careful on the way."
Sikong Yun drives to the downstairs of Meng Zhi's apartment. He stops and turns off the fire. Then he takes out his mobile phone and makes a phone call to Meng Zhi."Hello?"
Meng Zhi's voice like a kitten comes from her mobile phone.
"Come down, I'm downstairs."
"I'm not feeling well today. I went to sleep."
Meng Zhi has been dizzy, dizzy and nauseous recently because of pregnancy. The whole person is sick. According to the Internet, this is the normal pregnancy reaction of pregnancy.
In addition, she wanted to hide from Sikong Yun, so she had to find various excuses to avoid his call.
"Now it's less than seven o'clock. You tell me you're sleeping. What's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, I've already taken the medicine. It's much better. What can I do for you?"
"Of course, it's OK. What am I doing here? Come down."
Sikong Yun had a commanding tone.
Meng Zhi arrived at his order, changed his clothes and went downstairs. He was going to go up when he saw him.
But as soon as she got to his car, he got out of the car, shoved her into it and fastened her seat belt.
Then he took her back to his private apartment as fast as he could.
After parking, Sikong Yun took a delicate and beautiful box out of the trunk.
He handed the box to her: "next."
"What is it, so big?"
Meng Zhi almost didn't hold her. She looks very heavy.
"Go up and open it again. Hold it up by yourself. "
"Hello, I'm a woman. You let me hold it up. Do you have the gentlemanly demeanor?" Meng Zhi complains in a low voice.
"Of course, you're the one holding it?"
Finish saying, Sikong Yun proudly press to open the elevator.
Meng Zhi had to hold the box and go upstairs.
Follow him into the apartment.
Put the box on the tea table, Meng Zhi unties the tied ribbon, and then opens the box cover.
A white skirt lies in the box, clean and tidy, elegant and elegant.
It has to be said that this skirt is really beautiful and beautiful.
She couldn't help but look at the dress.
Sikong Yun watched Meng Zhi's happy expression and was very happy.
"I said, I can let my mother design a skirt for you, change it and show it to me."
"It was designed by your mother?"
Meng Zhi shivers and doesn't want to wear this skirt.
As soon as she put on this dress, she would remember how Qi Qing forced her to leave Sikong Yun with indifference.
"She doesn't design it for ordinary people. It's not in my face. Do you want to change it or not? If I don't like it, I'll have to throw it away. "
Sikong Yun picked up the skirt and was about to throw it into the dustbin.
Meng Zhi grabbed his wrist, "can't I change it?"
Although she was still worried about what happened in those days, her mother had designed her own skirt. On this point, she could not disobey the kindness of Sikong Yun.
So she took her skirt and went to the room to change it.
Sikong Yun suddenly grabbed her hand: "where are you going?"
"Shall I change my room?"
"Just change it here. It has a zipper. I can help you." Sikong Yun's handsome eyebrows are slightly selected, which is just what he said.