Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

These sweats seem to be shed for this sentence.

Su Qingyue gasped for breath.

Xin Gan looked up at her mother on the bed with her afro head up: "Sister Su! Why are you awake? Go to sleep for a while."

Seeing the tray in her daughter's hand, "Xingan, are you here to take care of mom?"

The nurse took the tray away from Xin Gan's hand, "Your mother is awake, hurry up and accompany her."

"Apart from me, who else can you count on?" Xingan climbed onto the stool and then onto the bed, "It's a good thing you gave birth to me, otherwise no one would pay you and call you a doctor."

Bai Chengyun stood at the end of the bed.

Ever since Su Qingyue met him after he was released from prison, she habitually ignored his existence.

So women are the most ruthless species in the world.

To explain that she wasn't his wife, lo and behold she jumped out of bed in fright.

He looked at her.

Su Qingyue was scorched by her gaze, she raised her eyes and looked at Bai Chengyun, "Don't worry, I won't say anything in your name outside."

"Miss Su is very self-aware."

"It's not too late for you to know now."

Su Qingyue's short hair goes past her earlobes, and she looked capable when it was even shorter a while ago.

just now……

Forget it, it's annoying to watch.

Bai Chengyun looked at his watch, "Since we're all awake, I'm going to the company for a meeting."

Xiao Xiaogan still wanted to pretend to stay for a while, but Bai Chengyun had already walked out of the ward.

Only then did Su Qingyue come to her senses: "He came to see me?"

The nurse picked up the back of Su Qingyue's hand, pulled out the needle, and Xiaogan's little finger pressed against the cotton ball on the back of her mother's hand.

"Yes, I think Uncle Bai is very generous. Mom, don't treat him like a hedgehog in the future. Why is he also my brother's father? What do you think?"

Su Qingyue pouted pretending to be dissatisfied, "You know that you are partial to your brother. What about your mother? Don't you want anyone to love you?"

"Hey, it's really hard to take care of adults. I'm also jealous about this kind of thing. My brother and I are in love. That's because we have a common language. The relationship between you and me is constant. Don't be narrow-minded in the future, okay?" Xin Gan was very helpless. , kissed her mother's face, "Is it alright?"

The head nurse laughed.

"Although it's all blue, but the injury is not serious. Your daughter insisted on getting you sedatives last night, letting you sleep, and saying that you worked hard. Hey, seeing your daughter is so good, I want to use slippers when I go back today. Beat my son."

Su Qingyue put her arms around Xingan, feeling contented.

Xin Gan looked at the head nurse: "Domestic violence is against the law, you can sit down and talk slowly, domestic violence is not allowed."

"Yes, yes, it's against the law. My aunt doesn't beat my brother. Haha."

There was constant laughter in the ward.

When Bai Chengyun heard it, he raised his halting footsteps again, and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Xin Gan took off the cotton ball, climbed out of bed and threw the cotton ball into the trash can, "Mom, my brother called and asked you to contact Weilan Garment Factory. You still have to go and tell me."

Su Qingyue raised her hands in salute, "Mom resolutely carries out the tasks assigned by her daughter."

"Hey, you're just like a child." Xingan shook her head, "I'll go and ask how to get out of the hospital. Your injury is not serious. Let's go to work after you've had enough sleep."

Of course Su Qingyue knew that the injury was not serious, she flopped yesterday, and it was normal for her to be bruised.

Xingan took the bank card and was taken by the sister nurse to complete the discharge procedures.

When she came back to the ward, Su Qingyue had already packed up.

Xingan led Su Qingyue to the nurse's station and thanked those who had helped her before the mother and daughter left the hospital.

There are many empty seats on the bus after the rush hour.

Su Qingyue sat in the second half of the carriage with Xingan, and the two seats were side by side.

Big hands hold small hands.

"Xingan, I'm going to talk about business today. Mom is going to get her hair done and buy some clothes. After all, there is a big factory cooperating with her now, so she should have a bit of image, what do you think?"

Xingan looked at Su Qingyue expectantly, "Mom, do you want to have a cool afro just like Xingan? Boom! An exploded afro? Mom, you want to make a parent-child hairstyle with Xingan Yet?"

"Uh..." Your mother doesn't have such a strong taste as you, "Mom is so old, she doesn't suit this style."

"Mom, do you go for a workplace style, or a ladylike style? Mori girl style? Sexy style? Punk?" Xin Gan kept searching for fashion blockbusters in her mind.

"Actually, I think I am suitable for the sweet style."

"Mom, you don't need to pretend in front of your daughter, you can be your true self." Xin Gan sincerely encouraged, thinking about her mother's sweet style, it is really awkward.

Wearing a princess dress to shoulder-to-shoulder hooligans?
"Then the workplace lady?"

Xin Gan snapped her fingers silently, "Yes!"

Su Qingyue took Xingan to the shopping mall together, and Xingan chose a set of high-heeled shoes as a staff member.

Black trousers and high heels make Su Qingyue's legs straight and slender, which is probably the case for goddess legs.

The white heavy-duty lace bottoming shirt is tucked into the trouser waist, but the fine plaid one-button small suit suppresses the softness of the lace bottoming shirt, and the lace reduces the rigidity of the suit, blending just right.

The small suit is buttoned up, outlining the slender waist of the queen bee.

The buttons are loosened, and walking with the wind highlights a kind of free and easy heroism.

Very capable but not sharp.

"Mom, you can be the domineering female president first, and I'll be the rich second generation in the future. It's not bad." Xin Gan looked at her mother's soaring temperament, and sincerely admired it.

The hair has been styled, and it is more fluffy than before. The bangs are parted, revealing a full and fair forehead, and the spirit of the whole person is improved.

Putting on some light makeup for herself, Su Qingyue took Xingan and went to the general manager's office of Weilan Garment Factory.

When he saw Su Qingyue who was carrying a suitcase, Mr. Wang's jaw dropped in shock. The chief designer is also too good-looking, with such a good temperament.

No wonder he knew the important people of Bai's enterprise.

Good-looking people like to play with good-looking people, right?
Su Qingyue opened the suitcase: "Mr. Wang, all samples have been drawn before, and I have sorted them into categories. Mr. Wang can hand them over to the design department and the printing room, so that the designer and the printing designer can communicate and release them." Size and shortening, so you don’t have to take apart those clothes.”

Those samples were all made by Su Qingyue for her daughter, and she felt it was a pity that they had to be dismantled and patterned.

It will be kept as a souvenir in the future.

What's more, she didn't know that the children had done this before.

Now that you know it, minimize your losses.

Xingan followed her mother. After her mother said a word, she nodded in agreement without interrupting.

Mr. Wang was so happy that he held Su Qingyue's hand, "Chief Su! Thank you so much. With these boards, we can speed up our progress a lot!"

After handing over to Mr. Wang, and being authorized by Mr. Wang, Su Qingyue took Xingan to see the design department, the prototype room, and the production line.

"Xin Gan, when we have money, we will also set up a clothing company."