That night, no one knew whether Lan Ruoyi dreamed of Qi Weiyu! But Aunt Zhang and Qi Weiyu both felt sensitively that her attitude had changed and had become much better! Especially Qi Weiyu, she already felt that she had already felt that she had already been in a state of affairs.
It's easy to talk and get close to it. Sometimes she didn't refuse some ambiguous actions she made on purpose, right?
Haha, is this a good or a bad phenomenon? It should be a good one? She is trying to start to accept him, right? She is trying to love him, right? The smile on her dumb little face seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
More and more people came, but they were just not calling Lan Ruoyi a mom!
Ruoyi is also very powerful. In the short three months of living here, several stable major customers have begun to do it. Although the cases were taken home, she has done them very carefully.
And! Several large companies want to poach her, but she has rejected her as a fashion designer!
Because she said that it is already very good now, and she will make no less money! She is already very satisfied! She didn't expect that she would become famous, but she did what she did. At that time, she was just working hard for one person, right?
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But today she took on another big case. The manufacturer asked her to design a final evening dress for the exhibition. If she succeeded, she could get a 200,000-yuan design. How can she not work hard? It was already late at night.
But when Qi Weiyu deliberately passed by her room, he found that the light inside was still on! He couldn't help but shake his head! [
Alas! Still working overtime! This woman is so hardworking! He has money to support her! But he has promised before that as long as she returns to China with him, he will not interfere with her work, so now he only
Just like an old mother, she would remind her to go to bed early or stay up late with her, and she would just give her a cup of juice or milk! As for coffee? Oh, of course, it wouldn't be good for her stomach!
"Knock, knock, knock!"
He walked downstairs to accept his fate. Qi Weiyu had poured another glass of milk, and then came over to knock on the door. Lan Ruoyi seemed to be used to it! It was almost time to calculate. If she stayed up late, she could have milk or juice at this time.
Have you drunk it?
"Come in!"
When the door opened, Qi Weiyu saw her still lying on a large piece of paper, as if thinking about something, and using a pencil to describe something!