Chapter 698

"Master, about DNA..." Looking at Xiao's emotion, Lao Zhou couldn't help interrupting.

Xiao Zhenhai took back the expression of a little miss on his face and said lightly, "don't act rashly for the time being."

Think of lengling before leaving that words, the old man is a sigh. The child is too similar to Wan Yun to let him go.

But the identification of blood relationship will not give up, just temporarily stop, after all, lengling's attitude is there!

If he insists on investigating Xing Rushi and the two children, even if he has the result, he will lose something.

Although the old man was not only for profit, his shrewd nature as a businessman could not be concealed.

Since then, Xing Rushi has been very worried. She didn't know if she was right in her desperate decision. After a moment of impulse, now I come back to my mind and think whether my asking for help will bring trouble to fu MA?

After all, Mr. Xiao is not a good fool.

The more she thought about it, the more headache she felt. She put down her work and got up from her seat and opened the closed window a little.

Cold wind without permission quietly into the room, so that the warmth of a room is suddenly replaced by cold.

Xing Rushi stood in front of the window, the north wind whistling past her cheek, leaving a blush. She felt her cold nose, but her brain was awake because of the sudden cold.

"Dong Dong Dong." Outside the door came Liu Jing gentle but bright voice, "Mr. Xing, Miss Leng is coming."

She turned her head, but just on the cold rain that pair of cold eyes. Another cold wind came from the unclosed window, which made her shiver.

"Miss Leng, please have a seat."

Closing the window, she looked at the cold rain suddenly.

As a matter of fact, she and she have little friendship, even less work contact. Except for helping the crew last time, she had no chance to meet each other, so she couldn't guess the purpose of the other party's coming.

But before she opened her mouth, Leng Qingyu directly said his intention to come, which was obviously unexpected in Xing Rushi.

"Design a dress for me for fashion week."

She sat on the chair opposite Xing Rushi's desk and glanced at the clean and tidy pile of documents on the desk, which was natural.

But this request made Xing Rushi blink. She knew that Leng Qingyu and Li Muran had no clear relationship. If she had her own opinion, there would only be one result, that is, direct refusal.

Because Li Muran can be related to people or things, she will be reasonable to stay away. But she is now the director of the company, which means that the final decision of the company is in her hands, so she must pay due responsibility for this.

Leng Qingyu, as a new hot star, can take the initiative to come to her office. No matter what the reason is, she still approves of millina.

"Miss Leng, we will try our best to meet your requirements." Xing Rushi gives a formulaic smile and takes out a document from the drawer under her desk.

"Please sign this contract, Miss Leng."

Leng Qingyu took over, but without even looking at it, he signed his name directly, which made Xing Rushi's expression stiff again.

Is she too confident, or is she too trusting in millina? Xing Rushi shook off the idea in his mind and then took over the contract and put it on the table.

"You can appoint a designer to design your dress. Of course, if you have any comments on your dress, we will try our best to satisfy you."

However, the official speech was very agreeable to her. The cold rain gave her a light look, and then said, "my additional conditions, the dress is designed by you."

As soon as her voice fell, Xing Rushi changed his face. What does the cold rain want to do?

The smile on her face gradually disappeared, and then her expression became serious. She looked at the cold rain in front of her, but she could not guess her reason.

"Why Design for me?"

She still asked, Xing Rushi is a person who is very enthusiastic about her work, but she also has the bottom line that can't be contradicted.

If Leng Qingyu only made fun of her, she would not agree to design a dress for her even under the pressure of paying liquidated damages.

For every designer, their works are made with heart, like their children's existence, is not allowed to joke.

"I want to see your level and decide who will be responsible for my future clothes."

It's still the cold tone, but suddenly it doesn't sound so annoying at first. It is the cold face with light makeup, or the graceful posture that can't be ignored, which makes Xing Rushi no longer so tit for tat.

Look at the level? If it comes to design, Xing Rushi doesn't think that she will lose easily to anyone. She purses her lips and takes a few distinct and quick tones."I promise you, what do you want?"