Xu moling carefully looked at Julian's figure and had a rough design prototype in his heart.

With a faint smile, she comforted, "God has given everyone a different look, and at the same time has given us different beauty! Julian, please believe me, a good fashion designer will make you more beautiful. "

Mrs. Saiweng looked at Xu moling lovingly and said to Mrs. Eric with a proud face, "Dear Mrs. Eric, you know the whole f country Oh no, where is the best fashion designer in the world? "

Julian shook his head nervously.

"The one in front of you, my dear daughter Antalya!" Mrs. Saiweng grinned with pride and said, "however, she has just recovered from the injury. You can't be too tired."

Julian knew that Mrs. bethsaion's meaning was even more cramped. He said hastily, "Mrs. saion, I dare not disturb Miss Antalya very much..."

"Mother Saiweng, you will scare the guests like this." Xu Mo Ling began to smile, "sister Julian, you don't mind. In fact, I've been lying for too long. I really have some itching to ask you to be my model. "

Anyone, an ordinary person, will feel nervous when facing the world's top rich. What's more, Julian's beloved adopted daughter personally designs clothes for her. She is so flattered that she is still very nervous.

Xu moling's words obviously relaxed Julian's face, and his eyes showed gratitude.

"Mother saion, if you don't mind, would sister Julian please visit the castle?" Xu Mo Ling said, "I have some ideas. I'll show them to you later."

After coaxing the two women away, Xu moling told the maid to set up the easel in the yard. She recalled Julian's appearance in her mind and began to write and draw on the paper according to her figure.

Although amnesia, fortunately, the brain is still good.

Not long ago, the sketchpad has been out of the prototype of a dress.

This dress has a very obvious waist, and in the shoulder and skirt, add some complex patterns, make the dress look elegant and layered.

In the back of the dress, Xu moling boldly used the V-shaped half backless design, with the adduction of the waist, it looks very elegant and sexy.

A simple modification, Xu moling satisfied put down the brush, the draft to the maid, said, "take it to my wife and sister Julian to see, and then ask them to come to my room."

After all, his body had just recovered, but his physical strength was not enough. Xu moling felt a little tired, so she asked the maid to push herself back to the room.

After basking in the sun for more than an hour, Xu moling felt that his legs didn't seem to get better.

"Maria, please help me lift my left leg."

She asked the maid to lift her leg gently, trying to straighten it with the help of her opponent's strength.

With half a day's effort, the leg seemed to have been cut off from her body, which was out of control.

I tried my right leg again, but I couldn't use any strength. I felt a sense of foreboding.

"Miss Antalya, your old mobile phone has been repaired."

At this time, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in, carrying a purple flannel plate on which lay a strange looking mobile phone.

The housekeeper's words interrupted Xu moling's complex mood. She took the phone and opened it, muttering, "it took so long to fix it."

"I'm sorry, Miss Antalya. The efficiency of the f people is really a headache." The housekeeper said respectfully.

"Well, thank you!" Xu moling said casually.

While browsing through various apps on her mobile phone, she tried to recall the past, and suddenly saw several missed phone numbers in the phone bar.

On the mobile phone, the names of the number records are ye Shiqian, Jiang Xiaoling, Xu Beicheng and Cheng Li.

Except for ye Shiqian and Jiang Xiaoling she met at the airport, she had little impression of these people in her mind.

Ye Shiqian made the most calls, while others only called two days ago, and he made one or two calls almost every day.

It seems that even if he knows that she can't get the call, he will also call, hoping that one day this call will be able to get through

Xu moling closed his eyes slightly, and the appearance of Ye Shiqian flashed in his mind.

It's not bad. His appearance is in line with his own aesthetic.

Xu moling picked an eyebrow and then opened wechat.

There are many friends on wechat, none of whom she can remember.

However, ye Shiqian is still the one who sends the most news to her, and the news is almost the same every day.

"Xu moling, are you better?"

"Xu moling, are you better today?"

"Does the wound hurt today?"

"I miss you..."

"I'm a little busy today. It's lunch time. I think of those days when I had lunch with you."……

Besides ye Shiqian, there are also some news from Jiang Xiaoling.

Open it up and there are two photos.

Ye Shiqian fell asleep sitting in a huge boss's chair. His face didn't seem to be very good. His brow was slightly frowning and he looked tired.

His beautiful side face is very eye-catching. He is sleeping heavily under a blanket. There are a lot of documents on the huge desk, waiting for his review and instructions.

Ye Shiqian slightly hung his hand, holding a document, so he went to sleep.

The time when this photo was sent, Xu moling was stunned.

According to the calculation of time, the day before, he was still on the plane, fiercely fighting with Mr. Saiweng for Xu moling. The day after, he had already started to work in Huaxia!

Is his work hard? How can he be so tired?

Father Saiweng seems to have mentioned that ye Shiqian will face a great storm when he returns home Is that why he's so tired?

So in China, will anyone help him through this difficulty?

……

The voices of Madame saion and Julian had reached the door in the middle of their imagination.

"Dear Antalya, your design is perfect!"

As soon as we entered the door, Mrs. saion praised with exaggerated expression, "Mrs. Eric and I have seen your design, and they all like it very much. Honey, you are really a genius!"

Then Mrs. Eric came in, holding the design carefully, with an unnatural expression on her face.

"What's the matter, you don't like it?" Xu moling leaned on the bed, saw Mrs. Eric's look and asked directly.

Mrs. Eric shook her head and said with a gloomy face,

"I don't like it, dear Miss Antalya. Your design is so wonderful. I like it very much! But if only ten years ago, when I was still thin, I would have worn such beautiful clothes! Now... "

She looked down at her body in embarrassment, with an apologetic look on her face, and said with no confidence, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Miss Antalya. Such a beautiful dress doesn't seem suitable for me."