Chapter 109 After the mouth is too poisonous, the tongue will be cut off after going to hell
Chapter 109 If your mouth is too poisonous, your tongue will be cut out if you go to hell
In the coffee shop.
After Lin Zhiyi ordered a glass of Americano, she asked Ruan Xingwan: "What does Miss Ruan drink?"
Ruan Xingwan said to the waiter: "I just want a glass of milk, thank you."
After the waiter left, Lin Zhiyi said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Miss Ruan doesn't like drinking coffee. I thought that a profession like your designer that needs a source of inspiration would be more or less inseparable from caffeine."
"It's not that I don't like drinking coffee, it's just that because of my health, milk is more suitable."
Ruan Xingwan felt that there was no need to tell the person she was pregnant with when she was meeting for the first time, so she just made an excuse.
Lin Zhiyi said: "That's right. Miss Ruan looks good, so she shouldn't need to drink these."
Ruan Xingwan smiled politely and got down to the topic: "Ms. Lin, can you tell me which style your sister likes? I will make a draft first. If you are not satisfied, I will revise it."
"This is actually arbitrary, there are no special restrictions."
Lin Zhiyi said, "I believe in Miss Ruan's ability, you can just use it freely."
My sister really likes the ‘First Love’ series, and this series also has different meanings to her. If she knows that the wedding gift I gave her was designed by you, she will definitely be very happy.”
Ruan Xingwan said: "Miss Lin thanks you, I'll give it a try first.
I will send the first draft to Ms. Lin within a week, and I will add more if Ms. Lin has other needs."
"Then it's settled."
Lin Zhiyi gave Ruan Xingwan an email address, "Ms. Ruan can just send the design drawings here."
Ruan Xingwan nodded slightly: "Okay."
Lin Zhiyi stood up: "I have something else to do. Let's stop talking today. We look forward to Miss Ruan's design."
"Goodbye, Miss Lin."
After leaving the coffee shop, Ruan Xingwan wanted to take a taxi out of habit, but suddenly she remembered that the driver assigned to her by Zhou Cishen was waiting nearby.
She took a breath, and after taking a few steps, Pei Shanshan called: "What's going on? Is the negotiation done?"
"It's done, we'll have the design drawings out within a week."
Pei Shanshan almost applauded, then paused and said: "Xingxing, I just made the decision without permission and agreed to it for you, are you not angry?"
Ruan Xingwan smiled and said: "Why should I be angry about making money like this?"
Although she and Zhou Cishen are now settled, she still has to raise a child. Even if Pei Shanshan doesn't agree on her behalf, she won't refuse.
This is work, and she doesn't have to shirk it just to take care of Wen Qian.
Pei Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Did you see just now that Wen Qian's entire face turned pale with anger? She is probably vomiting blood in the office right now. It feels good just thinking about it."
Ruan Xingwan said: "You go to work first, I'm going home.
She let me do whatever I want, and I don’t have a clue right now.”
Designing this kind of thing seems to have no limit, but it is actually the most difficult. Fortunately, there is a wedding theme to find ideas.
"Okay, okay, we will make an appointment again after you complete this order."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xingwan looked up and saw the driver standing not far away, waving to her and shouting: "Madam, I'm here."
Ruan Xingwan walked over and endured it before whispering: "From now on... don't call me madam. Zhou Cishen and I have divorced a long time ago."
"Okay, husband...husband...husband..."
Besides Madam, he didn't know what to call her, so he stuttered for a long time without saying anything else.
Ruan Xingwan sighed silently: "Let's go."
After all, the conflict between her and Zhou Cishen has nothing to do with them.
After returning home, Ruan Xingwan locked himself in the room and began to draw design drawings.
During this period, the servant asked her to eat, and Ruan Xingwan replied: "Ah... I'm not hungry, thank you."
She wasn't hungry, she ate a lot while looking for inspiration in the afternoon.
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When Zhou Cishen came back, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
The servant came out and said, "Sir, would you like something to eat?"
Zhou Cishen loosened his tie and said calmly: "Ask her what she wants to eat. She will get up in the middle of the night to find something to eat."
The servant said: "My wife hasn't had dinner yet. She said she's not hungry."
Zhou Cishen raised his head and glanced at the second floor, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed.
In the bedroom.
Ruan Xingwan had just sketched out the shape of the necklace when he heard an impatient knock on the door.
She thought it was a servant coming to ask her to eat, so she said: "Aunt Zhang, you don't need to worry about me. If I get hungry later, I will go down and get it myself..."
Before Ruan Xingwan finished speaking, the door was suddenly opened.
Zhou Cishen said coldly: "Don't you know you have to eat on time?"
"..."
How could a person who only had lunch at one o'clock in the morning have the right to speak against her?
Ruan Xingwan said seriously: "I'm working and forgetting to eat and sleep."
Zhou Cishen scanned the food bag next to her: "I don't see you eating less."
"Then it's not because I ate too much that I couldn't eat dinner."
Zhou Cishen seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with her: "Be downstairs in five minutes."
Dog men know how to command people.
Ruan Xingwan put down his paintbrush and slowly walked out of the room.
When Aunt Zhang saw them coming down, she brought the hot food up: "Madam, Sir, you said you like to drink fish soup recently. This is the first time I have added Houttuynia Cordata. You can try it."
Zhou Cishen said expressionlessly: "I never said that."
Aunt Zhang patted her head: "Yes, yes, sir, it wasn't my husband who said it, I... guessed it myself."
Ruan Xingwan took a sip and smiled at her: "It tastes good, thank you Aunt Zhang."
"Hey, as long as the wife likes it, you eat first and call me if you need anything."
After drinking the fish soup, Ruan Xingwan's appetite improved instantly, and he finally felt hungry.
When she was halfway through eating, she looked up and found Zhou Cishen looking at her for a moment, his dark eyes calm and deep.
Ruan Xingwan felt a creepy feeling for a moment. He put down his chopsticks and said tentatively: "Is there something wrong, Mr. Zhou?"
Ruan Xingwan felt that since he asked her to come downstairs for dinner today, she might as well pay him some token attention: "Is Mr. Zhou coming back so late every day lately?"
"You couldn't sleep until I came back."
Ruan Xingwan: "...?"
She choked on a breath of air, and it took a long time to recover and said: "Mr. Zhou really loves to joke."
Zhou Cishen said coldly: "Then you don't care when I come back."
Ruan Xingwan felt that she now had sufficient reason to suspect that Zhou Cishen's real purpose in asking her to move back was to make her angry to death. After making her angry to death, he got his wish.
After a while, Zhou Cishen said calmly: "Didn't anyone tell you to talk less when eating?"
Ruan Xingwan answered very sincerely: "Only people have told me that if your mouth is too poisonous, your tongue will be cut out if you go to hell."