"Zoe and I have been very busy recently." Qilian song didn't even think about it, and directly refused Zhong Jiawen's invitation.
Zhong Jiawen smiles for a while and asks an Xiaoxiao, "Yi Yi, my fashion design studio will open the day after tomorrow. Do you have time to come and play?"
"The day after tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Yes." An Xiaoxiao smiles and answers. By the way, she takes a few steps to get away from Zhong Jiahe: "is there a discount for my custom-made clothes then?"
"Of course." Zhong Jiawen nodded with a smile: "it's my honor to make clothes for you."
"Ha ha, don't worry, sister Wenwen. I'll be there by then."
"Well, if it's inconvenient for you to go there, you can call your third brother. I invited him just now, and he said he was not interested."
Zhong Jiawen took a look at Qilian song. There was something in her eyes that meant "I have a way to cure you.".
Qilian song slightly frowned: "let's talk about it then."
An Xiaoxiao didn't say anything about the third brother and Zhong Jiawen. She said she didn't want to continue to participate. She deeply knew that being pursued by people she didn't like was also a distressing thing.
Soon, the four came to the parking lot. After saying goodbye, Zhong Jiawen and Zhong Jiahe drove away. An Xiaoxiao also got into qiliansong's car.
Although the Duke's house and princess's house are next to each other, they chose to drive because of the large area of the house and the cold night wind in late autumn.
Qiliansong is particularly silent. Stimulated by Chen Dong's and Zhong Jiahe's words, an Xiaoxiao has no interest in speaking. The car quietly drives to Princess mansion. An Xiaoxiao gets off to say goodbye and returns the same way.
After returning to the house, qiliansong found that his father, qilianminghao, had already gone upstairs, and his mother, Mu Ziwei, was sitting on the sofa with a bunch of Calla flowers.
He just had a chance to talk to his mother.
"Mom, what did you say to Zhong Jiawen?"
Listen to his tone a little urgent, Mu Ziwei is also very confused: "didn't say anything, just said something about your childhood, at that time, you almost always mentioned her every time you come back from school, but it's almost not a good thing."
"Ma..."
No wonder she will suddenly explain the 800 meter incident. It turns out that the crux is here.
Seeing the helpless emotion between his eyebrows and eyes, Mu Ziwei stopped arranging flowers: "what's the matter? It's not a big deal. Besides, I don't think Wenwen is like you said. Is there any misunderstanding between you
Qilian song helplessly smile, tone light: "not important."
Even if all her brutality has a good reason, she doesn't like it.
He has no choice.
"Wenwen's fashion design studio opened the day after tomorrow. She also asked me for your size and said that she would help you make a suit." Mu Ziwei smile gratified: "you see, what a good girl."
Qiliansong: "OK, mom, you can continue to arrange flowers. I'm going back to my room to have a rest. Go to bed early. Good night."
"You child." Mu Ziwei didn't care too much. She just lowered her head and said, "this is the flower my family bought for me."
After a pause, he decided to wind up a message for her, asking her to book a flower delivery service for several months at the florist's shop and send a bunch of fresh Calla to her mother every day.
Mom will be happy all day.
So after returning to the room, qiliansong took out his mobile phone and intended to send a message, but found that there was a special news lying in the mobile phone.
Ruan Ning made a microblog announcement that she and Lu Qichen broke up happily!
The first time he sent the news, Xu Ning saw it. At that time, he was pushing Lu Qichen's ward away with a midnight snack.
"President Lu!" He eagerly put down the midnight snack: "Miss Ruan really tweeted!"
Lu Qichen is holding a mobile phone to close his eyes and refresh his mind. When can you learn to be calm
Regardless of the boss's tone and attitude, Xu Ning said, "Miss Ruan tweeted that it's happy to break up! She unilaterally announced the end of the contract! "
Lu Qichen looks light: "I know."
Xu Ning: "Mr. Lu, why don't you worry at all? Just let Miss Ruan break up happily?"
"What do you think I should do?"
Lu Qichen's voice is still light, and there seems to be no waves between her eyebrows and eyes: "ask her not to break up or commit suicide and jump off a building to get back together?"
Xu Ning finally realized the boss's mood.
His blood was suddenly extinguished, there is a feeling that you can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep.
Just whatever.
Anyway, this is not the first time. Many of them have given him countless advice and suggestions, but the boss always refuses to think about his sincerity.
Forget it. It's him who lost Miss Ruan anyway!
When he repents, it's him who pursues his wife's crematorium!
Xu Ning regained his composure, opened the small table as usual, and put it up one by one: "white porridge, steamed dumplings, egg soup, eat while it's hot."
Lu Qichen put his cell phone on the corner of the table, took a spoon and began to eat.
White porridge is tasteless.
Steamed dumplings are hard to swallow.
Egg soup, tasteless.
Lu Qichen frowned and put down the spoon: "where did you buy it from?"
"The one you like."
Lu Qichen was stunned: "put it away."
Looking at a few mouthfuls of food, Xu Ning was surprised: "full?"
"Not hungry."
Xu Ning
I don't know who said I was hungry, so I went to buy it. I drove back and forth for an hour and brought it back. I said I was not hungry!
"Dudu..." Xu Ning's mobile phone made a call.
He took a look and was surprised: "Miss Ruan called."
He wanted to take it. Thinking of Lu Qichen's attitude, he hesitated and asked, "do you want to take it?"
Lu Qichen looks light: "whatever you want."
"Hello, Miss Ruan." Of course, Xu Ning picked it up and walked out.
Lu Qichen raised his hand to him and said, "pick him up here."
Xu Ning sighed silently and stood in the same place. Ruan Ning's voice came out of the receiver.
"Xu tezhu, I'm calling to discuss with you about the termination of the contract."
"Yes, please."
Xu Ning looked up at Lu Qichen, who whispered: "hands free!"
Xu Ning had no choice but to turn on the hands-free phone and put it on the small desk. Ruan Ning's cool voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I have announced my separation from Lu Shao on my microblog. Now a large number of Lu Shao's fans are hopping under my microblog, questioning the credibility of the incident. What's more, they are still seeking confirmation under the microblog of Lu's group. My agent has also received soft calls from the media."
Ruan Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "this is the first day. I can foretell what kind of trouble it will cause to my work and life if there is no official statement. So I hope that Lu's group can make a statement to officially announce that I am happy to break up with Lu Shao."
Her tone was so urgent that it seemed as if the break-up was of no importance.