On the second day, Mo Lingwei went to the studio to draw two cheongsam styles embroidered with patterns of begonias and plum blossoms. The person inside was her appearance, painted with light colors, and wrote two lines of words on the drawing paper.
She handed the drawing paper to the servant: "Next time, if someone sends a cheongsam, let them customize it according to this style."
The servant was worried that he didn't know how to report to Feng Shaojin, and after getting these two blueprints, he happily asked the guard to spread the word.
When these two paintings were placed in front of Feng Shaojin, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and chuckled lightly: "Oh, this is indeed in line with her liking.
Let the neon clothes shop hurry up and make two sets of cheongsams, embroidered with plum blossoms and begonias respectively, and when they are ready, order someone to send them to her. "
Gu Wei said: "Yes."
Feng Shaojin tapped the table with his fingertips, and changed his mind again: "Forget it, when the cheongsam is ready, I will send it to her personally."
I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss her very much. When the clothes are ready, let her wear them for him to see.
Feng Shaojin curled his fingers and twirled his fingertips, as if a faint warmth flowed through his heart.
Although it was wrong for him to force her to stay by his side, the ending was finally happy. Apart from her extreme resentment and hatred for him at the beginning, she got along well now.
She slowly accepted his kindness to her, and began to question his aesthetics.
Everything is going in a good direction.
Wait a little longer, when the Feng family is completely under his control and the He family is replaced by the forces he cultivated, everything will be no problem.
Gu Wei couldn't help asking: "Young master, aren't you afraid of your life if you do this? Bullets don't have eyes, what if..."
"There's no chance." Feng Shaojin pursed his lips: "The Feng family and the He family put all their energy into the engagement ceremony, and couldn't spare any extra energy to monitor our whereabouts.
You have given He Wenhao a lot of convenience in the dark. He Jingyu has been restrained by He Wenhao. After a while, He Jingyu will no longer be He Wenhao's opponent.
I took the time to come here. On the one hand, I plan to relocate the business that I didn't have time to spread to Yuncheng. On the other hand, the person I'm looking for must have the same marksmanship as me, with perfect marksmanship.
It's a matter of great importance, nothing can be lost..."
When Feng Shaojin quietly returned to Yuncheng with Gu Wei, the neon dress shop had already finished making two sets of cheongsams that Feng Shaojin had customized.
Feng Shaojin sat in the car and let Gu Wei into the shop.
The shopkeeper came out with a big box carefully and respectfully, "Young Marshal, the clothes are already ready, if there is anything that doesn't fit, we will send the best tailor here to personally..."
"No need." Feng Shaojin refused and sat up straight.
Gu Wei turned his head, saw that the box had been properly put away, and started the car...
Feng Shaojin's mood was joyful, unprecedentedly relaxed.
The haze and hostility between the eyebrows and eyes also dissipated under the warm sunshine, and the whole person became clear again, and regained the appearance of a bright boy...
He looked at the scenery along the way. The wild flowers on both sides of the road were already in full bloom. The faint scent of flowers mixed with the scent of green grass and earth lingered in his breath.
Feng Shaojin asked Gu Wei: "There is a poem, do you know how to say it?"
Gu Wei: "..."
Gu Wei was puzzled: "What poem?"
Although the young master is talented, it is very rare for such a sour literati to write poems.
A person who is about to get engaged, but still thinks about poetry?
Gu Wei's heart was in a mess and he was dying of anxiety.
Feng Shaojin laughed again, his voice was like a low spring of music, full of affection: "The flowers on Moshang are blooming, but they can return slowly!"