Chapter 1007

The people who had just spoken all turned pale and shut up, and Li Xiaoyin could finally quietly equal the sign.

She touched the little life in her stomach that she couldn't feel at all and said silently: I'm sorry, child, it's not time for you to come. Will your mother pick you up again in the future?

An xiaonuan, who received the text message, didn't care much. Li Xiaoyin just sent a simple two words. Thinking of her recent situation, she replied, "it doesn't matter. Everything will be all right."

Li Xiaoyin saw this message before entering the operating room.

Looking at the thriving scene outside the window, she muttered, "yes, everything will be all right."

She believes!

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Kong Mingming is very upset these days.

She was upset when her mother and brother went to Longcheng. What's more, she received an olive branch from Mn hostile company.

During the lunch break, she could finally sit in the coffee shop downstairs and have a good rest.

Just halfway through the drink, she saw the man again.

I don't know why. She always sees this man frequently these days.

Especially during the lunch break.

He always sits opposite her and drinks the same kind of coffee with her.

His too handsome appearance made him jump out of the coffee shop.

As a designer, she naturally prefers beautiful things, which leads her to pay more attention to this man than others.

She found that this man always had a melancholy temperament, but it dissipated after seeing her.

And the man only drinks half of his coffee every time, and the other half won't drink any more, and he likes dessert very much.

She likes observation very much, which will let her see many details that others don't notice, and will stimulate her creative inspiration more.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior, so she was surprised to see a man coming towards her.

"Madam, I think you have observed me for several days. How are you? Are you satisfied?" the man crossed his hands, dragged his chin and sat opposite Kong Mingming.

Looking at him from a distance, Kong Mingming thought he was still very interesting. Looking so close, Kong Mingming thought he had nothing special.

After staying in the design circle for a long time, she also has a certain immunity to high-value people.

So she said honestly, "well, it's OK."

But the man didn't think she was telling the truth.

He thought it was her reserved answer.

So he chatted with Kong Mingming.

Kong Mingming found the man very talkative and affectionate.

But after chatting for half an hour, did he even want to lead her as a confidant? What kind of socialite is this?

However, she finally added his wechat.

Beautiful things can also inspire designers. How could she refuse such beautiful things?

However, she was chatting enthusiastically here, and the face of the people in the corner of the coffee shop was getting darker and darker.

Jia Hongda looked at Kong Mingming's back and the man's face smiling like a flower. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

But in a moment, he returned to normal.

Forget it, Kong Mingming's EQ is extremely low. As long as the man doesn't confess, Kong Mingming takes their friends.

For example, he.

Thinking about his long way to chase his wife, Jia Hongda felt tired.

He felt uncomfortable. Of course, he couldn't make the culprit comfortable.

So he straightened the collar of his clothes, settled the bill, and then walked towards Kong Mingming's table.

He knocked on her desk, then raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said, "if you are one minute and twenty late, the full attendance award of this month is gone."

Kong Mingming first looked at the bony hand on the table, and then his eyes moved up to see the man's face.

As a result, before she looked up, the annoying man turned and walked away!

This Jia Hongda must still hate the fact that she "accidentally" stepped on his leather shoes this morning!

How stingy!

But she also looked at the time. It was indeed overtime.

The mood of appreciating beauty was completely gone. She settled the account and left a "talk back", and then she hurried to the company.

A smiling man remained in his position.

The man looked at Kong Mingming's back and showed the inevitable light in his eyes.

While drinking coffee here, an xiaonuan is waiting for her to finish outside the training course of yeziyan.

Sitting next to her is the single mother who impressed her last time.

She still remembers the way she stood in front of the teacher and said solemnly, "good and evil will be rewarded.".

The single mother obviously remembered her. When she saw her, she simply said hello to her.

"President an, what a coincidence." Qiao Zhen said with a smile, looking at an xiaonuan in front of her.

She has been in the design circle for many years. Naturally, she knows the new show of the designer's part-time president.

An xiaonuan shook hands with her in some flattery: "don't call me that. I'm sorry. I haven't asked your last name yet?"

"My surname is Qiao. Qiao, who has arbor in the south, has a single name of Zhen and Zhen of pearl. If you don't dislike it, you can call me sister Zhen." Qiao Zhen is now 30 years old. It's not an advantage for an xiaonuan to call her sister.

"Then I'll call you sister Zhen. Sister Zhen, take a good look at this cheongsam on you. It's better than the last one. Where did you buy it? I'll go back and buy one." Ann xiaonuan was impressed with her. It's not entirely because she was attracted by her clothes and temperament when she stood at the door of the interest class.

"I made it all by myself. If you like it, I'll measure it for you and I'll make one for you." Qiao Zhen said, touching the corner of her clothes and said, "I created this way of locking, but others don't have it."

Her words are true. She has made cheongsam for so many years, and this hand is her sign.

But no matter how good the craft is, it is doomed to fall.

Qiao Zhen thought of her current situation, and the smile on her face was a little reluctant.

Seeing her haggard appearance, an xiaonuan politely refused her invitation, and then asked, "is sister Zhen also a designer?"

She could see that the cheongsam maker was very good at making cheongsam, but what was better was the prominence of her version and details.

Different from the exaggerated patterns and rigid buttons of traditional cheongsam, her cheongsam has elegant color matching, some jumping button designs, and some unique small object decorations. In an xiaonuan's view, it has become a style different from traditional cheongsam.

"I used to be a designer." speaking of this, Qiao Zhen's face was full of loss. Looking at her cheongsam, she gently stroked her fabric with her hand, and said in a nostalgic tone: "now think of it, that was my most comfortable time."

The words she said behind were very quiet, like talking to herself. An xiaonuan didn't hear what she was saying, so he asked, "what are you talking about?"