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Chapter 13 Hands are stuck by the tie

Su Mu felt that Chen Fanyin was abnormal, very abnormal!

Especially her relationship with Jing Zeheng!

It's definitely not just a sibling relationship!

But she dared not provoke Chen Fanyin today, let alone stimulate her because of the man. No matter how suspicious she was, she did not dare to ask.

After returning home with doubts in his heart, Su Mu heard Su Ze’s teasing as soon as he entered the door: “Wow, Su Mu, you are wearing good makeup today! How many ghosts have you scared to death along the way?”

"Su Ze, are you blind? Can't you tell me that I'm very sad now?"

"What? Which man was kicked? Tell me quickly and let me have fun!"

“…”

look!

This is the correct way to get along with brothers and sisters!

-

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Enter."

Chen Fanyin held the tie box, took a deep breath and pushed open Jing Zeheng's door.

He had just finished taking a shower, his short hair was still wet, and he was wearing a black nightgown, eager and flirting.

Seeing that it was Chen Fanyin, he put up his bathrobe and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Fanyin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she handed the tie box in her hand to him: "Brother, thank you for the past few days."

Jing Zeheng reached out to take the box, opened it and took a look, and smiled.

"Thank you, it looks great." He rubbed her head, "Don't spend money in the future."

"Um."

It’s really not that I can always give him gifts, it’s too expensive!

She waved at him, "Then you rest, I'll leave."

"Okay, good night, call me if you have something to do."

"Yeah, good night."

She left, but the room seemed to be lingering with the pleasant milk fragrance on her body.

Jing Zeheng took his tie into the cloakroom and tied it in front of the mirror.

It looks a bit strange without a shirt.

He was silent for a moment, then changed into a whole suit and tied the tie again.

It looks good indeed.

His eyes were full of smiles, but the smile was gradually replaced by worry.

No words all night.

When Jing Zeheng saw Chen Fanyin again, he found that she looked very good, as if yesterday's unhappiness was just an illusion.

She was a little busy, and hurriedly finished breakfast and said goodbye to him and left the door.

From beginning to end, she didn't notice that he had tied the tie she gave him.

Jing Zeheng frowned and subconsciously tidied up his tie.

Uncle Wang looked at him and chose to cooperate: "Young Master, your tie..."

"Oh," Jing Zeheng said lightly, "Sent from Fanyin."

Uncle Wang pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's very suitable for you. The lady must be very attentive when choosing."

"Yes." Jing Zeheng nodded with satisfaction, finally not tidying up his tie.

Uncle Wang also breathed a sigh of relief.

That morning, the young master's hands seemed to be on a tie.

Moreover, he didn't ask who gave the tie!

-

Chen Fanyin was very busy today. In addition to the work his master found for her, there were three appointments in the store today.

When she arrived at the store, the first customer happened to be trying out a wedding dress.

"Sister Yin is early."

Sangsang and Ruan Ruan took some time to say hello to her.

"morning."

Chen Fanyin took off his coat and went to the fitting room. Because it was a wedding dress shop, their fitting room was particularly large, and the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the entire wall showed the upper body effect of the wedding dress to the greatest extent.

This guest came with his best friend. Chen Fanyin took a look at her appointment information and the bride was named Tan Jia.

"Hello, Miss Tan." Chen Fanyin approached with a water cup, and looked at the wedding dress she was trying on with a smile.

This is the first wedding dress that Tan Jia tried, and she chose the lace princess style style herself.

Tan Jia looked at Chen Fanyin with a burning look, her eyes full of joy and excitement: "You are Chen Fanyin, right? I saw the news yesterday, the youngest winner of the Golden Weaver Award for Best Designer in history! Are the wedding dresses here your designs?"

As soon as he heard the word "news", Chen Fanyin's hand holding the water cup unconsciously used a little more force.

She didn't answer, but looked at Sangsang and Ruan Ruan: "What news?"

Sangsang raised his head and looked at her in shock: "Sister Yin, don't you know yet? The fact that you won the award last night was on the hot search!"

"I didn't pay attention, what did they say?" Chen Fanyin lowered his eyes and asked as plain as possible.

It is fake to say that you don’t worry. Some things will not be numb even if you experience them once, and you will only be even more afraid.

"I think about it... I praise you for your talent and outstanding talent. Yes, there are also reports that your winning works are just your graduation design! Your school’s official Weibo has come out to testify!"

Chen Fanyin doesn't care about these praises.

What she cared about was: "No one commented on my acceptance speech?"

The four people in the store shook their heads at the same time: "I didn't see it, what did you say?"

Chen Fanyin was a little confused.

Her performance yesterday is more topical than her winning awards.

No one actually wrote it?

Facing four pairs of curious eyes, she tentatively said: "I said thank you, I just said thank you, and then I left."

Before Sangsang and Ruan Ruan talked, Tan Jia and her best friend applauded at the same time: "So handsome!"

Chen Fanyin: “…?”

Could it be that Jing Zeheng was right? Is the designer a little bit of a temper?

She looked at Sangsang and Ruan Ruan again, and saw them both breathing a sigh of relief at the same time and said in unison: "I'm so scared, I thought you were quarreling at the judges!"

The reactions of the four of them are quite real.

Chen Fanyin lowered his head and drank water, blocking his confused eyes with a water cup.

After calming down, she answered Tan Jia’s question: “The wedding dresses in the store are all my designs. I personally recommend that you not choose lace styles, your temperament is not suitable.”

This style of wedding dress is very picky. If it is not sweet enough, it will easily look stingy when worn.

Tan Jiaqing pulled the hem of the skirt, looked at herself in the mirror and said, "But I think it looks pretty good. I like the princess-like."

Chen Fanyin looked at her carefully for a while and said to Sangsang: "Come on No. 18."

Then she said to Tan Jia: "You just try the yarn around. If you try a few more pieces, you may have a surprise."

Tan Jia’s best friend also agreed: “Yes, Jiajia, you can try it, trust the professional’s vision!”

Tan Jia thought for a while and nodded and replied: "Okay."

The sauna came with the No. 18 wedding dress. The style of the strapless, the texture of the matte silk, and the minimalist design made it look ordinary against the backdrop of Tan Jia’s wedding dress.

Tan Jia was full of doubts: "Can this look good? I'm quite fat, can't I wear a strapless breast?"

Chen Fanyin just laughed: "Try it."

She said and left the fitting room.

It was not until Tan Jia's best friend exclaimed that Chen Fanyin returned to the fitting room.

"Jia Jia! This one is the one! This one is a must!"

Tan Jia's cheeks were slightly red. She looked at herself in the mirror, covering her heart with one hand, so excited that she couldn't even speak.

The fine cut just rightly blocked her slightly fat arms and outlined a perfect waistline. The simple design made her look more unique in temperament.

Chen Fanyin smiled softly and said, "Get a veil."

Ruan Ruan took a veil for Tan Jia, and then matched her with simple pearl earrings and necklaces.
Chapter completed!
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