Mu Shao is too cold: Love the designer

The dishes on the table were all exquisite, Shi Yun looked back and sat down.

The dishes of Jinxiang Pavilion have always been loved by the upper-class people in Nanshi, but this Jinxiang Pavilion is very strange, it only accepts one table a day, and no more tables are allowed.

I heard that some people spent money on it back then, but they couldn't make an exception.

They can be ranked until next year.

She had never heard of Jinxiang Pavilion. It was still delivered.

It is estimated that this is the first time.

"Don't like it?" Mu Jingpei asked.

Shi Yun glanced at Mu Jingpei, looking at him like that, it seemed that if she said she didn't like it, he would ask someone to do it again.

Shi Yun was puzzled in his heart, the dignified president of Shengchao, why is he accommodating others like this?
She shook her head: "No."

Shi Yun picked up the chopsticks and began to eat in small bites.

Jinxiang Pavilion's food, if you don't eat it for nothing, others can't eat it if they want to eat it!

As for poisoning with Mu Jingpei's identity, he shouldn't be so bored as to poison her, right?

After eating and drinking, Shi Yun nestled on the sofa for a while and wanted to go back to her room.

Glancing at Mu Jingpei who was reading the documents on the other side, he was soft-mouthed but short-handed, and even ate his food just now, it seemed that it was not good for her to walk like this.

Shi Yun thought for a while, and choked out two words: "Good night."

As soon as the words fell, she turned and went back to the room; she also missed Mu Jingpei's surprised look when she raised her eyes.

—

Shi Yun read all the design drafts in one go, and always felt that something was missing.

The design theme of this issue is light, which doesn't reflect any light at all.

Shi Yun looked out the window, the starlight in the sky was in stark contrast to the flashing neon lights.

There was a flash in her eyes, and she lowered her head to draw.

Time passed quickly, and after Shi Yun finished painting in one breath, the sky was also slightly bright.

Having not slept all night, she was not at all tired, stretched her waist, and carefully preserved these drawings.

—

Shi Yun parked the car on the side of the road, took out her cell phone and made a call.

After several rings in a row, it automatically hung up.

Shi Yun poker-faced and dialed again.

Or hang up automatically.

Finally, when Shi Yun persevered in making the fifth call, the caller finally answered.

"Hello? What are you doing?" The man's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he was woken up by the phone and was very impatient.

"You didn't tell your parents about the dissolution of the engagement." Shi Yun spit out this sentence expressionlessly, not a question, but a statement.

Gu Ziheng glanced at the phone in a daze, only then did he see that it was Shi Yun.

He woke up a little bit, sat up and drank two sips of water.

He answered absent-mindedly: "Well, I didn't say anything, what's wrong?"

Shi Yun wanted to say something, but suddenly kept silent. After thinking about it, she said, "Since you don't want to say it yourself, then let's talk to your uncle and aunt together."

Gu Ziheng frowned, and said in a firm tone, "Don't talk about it first."

"Heh." Shi Yun sneered: "Don't say it yet? That's fine. If you don't say it, I'll go find my uncle and aunt by myself, and in case my hands shake, I accidentally post the photos I took that day."

"You!" Gu Ziheng was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to drop the phone.

He took a deep breath before calming down, and put the phone to his ear again: "It's okay to go together, I'm in heaven and earth now, come and pick me up and go together."

Shi Yun didn't speak, hung up the phone with a blank face, and started the car.