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"Heh! A small place can't be compared with a big city."

There was a trace of mockery in the man's words.

Meng Chu didn't take it to heart, he only thought it was because he had suffered a certain degree of psychological trauma, that's why he spoke so choked up.

She looked around the store again, and suddenly thought that the female boss's clothing store next door also had most of the styles similar to this one.

For this reason, she was a little puzzled.

"A few of these models were also designed by you?"

The man looked over with a strange look in his eyes.

Just when Mengchu was apologizing for his recklessness, the man's firm voice came: "I designed it. This kind of splicing style is almost done by local women. It's not uncommon."

Meng Chu listened, but nodded symbolically, and did not speak again.

Since a man is a designer, he should walk with her.

She opened the book and flipped through it, and it was almost all basic knowledge.

"Boss, if you want to study further, I can recommend reference books for you."

As soon as these words came out, the man's deep eyes looked over again.

Meng Chu thought he was questioning his identity, so he walked over immediately and introduced, "I'm Meng Chu, and you can find my name online."

As soon as the voice fell, the man actually picked up his phone and started searching.

Seeing the records on Baidu Encyclopedia, he didn't forget to compare the photos of the people on it to Meng Chu, and he still couldn't believe it: "It's really a designer."

Meng Chu pursed his lips and smiled, and returned the book in his hand to him.

Asked a bold idea: "How much is the rent of your store here?"

"If you are not a local, the rent will be higher. But if it is you, I can rent it for free, but you have to teach me something."

"Okay."

It was not the first time for her to accept apprentices.

In this way, the man closed the shop and led her along the alley.

Although the town is small, there are a lot of tourists coming and going.

They arrived at a beach, and the man walked ahead and pushed away a small courtyard house.Not long after entering, he opened the big window next to him.

Although the house of less than [-] square meters looks a bit dilapidated, if it is slightly renovated, it will be no different from a new house.

"This is the one I used when I first started designing, and then I moved to the back street. You can use it for now."

"..."

Meng Chu nodded, walked in and took a look around, very satisfied.

Working here, you can see the sea as soon as you look up, the scenery is not to mention how pleasant it is.

"I don't know your name yet?"

"Gu Qiangsheng."

He said, glanced at the house, and said again: "I will find time to clean it for you tomorrow."

After the man finished speaking, he left her alone and left with the key.

Meng Chu found a clean chair and sat down, and began to imagine that staying here for the rest of his life would be fine.

At noon, she ate a bowl of wonton nearby.

Thinking of the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, I asked the shopkeeper, "Is there a temple fair here?"

"Yes, but it's only lively at night. It's in the back street next to it."

Meng Chu wiped his mouth and got up to thank him.

Because it was still a long time, she walked along this road to the inn where she was staying.

Walking all the way, blowing the sea breeze is very pleasant.

At the same time in Rongcheng, Mu Yanzheng was admitted to the hospital because of alcoholism.

After being in a coma for a day and a night, he woke up dejectedly.

Looking at the whitish ceiling and the strong smell of disinfectant, Mu Yanzheng closed his eyes again.

With Meng Chu not around, he seemed to have returned to the days when she was not around.

"Mr. Mu."

At this moment, the door of the ward opened quietly.

Xue Ying walked in with flowers in her hands, beaming with joy.

Following her call, she found that the person on the bed did not move.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded away.

Just now, I saw him awake through the glass window.

She firmly believed, and called out again: "Mr. Mu?"

This time, Mu Yanzheng slowly opened his eyes.

Qing Juan's eyebrows and eyes lost their usual sharpness, but instead had a trace of peace and indifference.

He doesn't look at people, but keeps looking upwards.

Xue Ying had no choice but to put the flowers on the bed, pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, not forgetting to take a look at the hanging infusion bottle.

"Mr. Mu, your body is important."

From the moment she came in, the ward was filled with embarrassment.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Xue Ying swallowed lightly.

From the time she left school and started to enter the entertainment industry, she met either greasy middle-aged uncles or young and immature boys.

But the one in front of me now not only has superior looks and temperament, but also has a wealth that is at the level of a god among all men.

She had never been taken care of, but at this moment, she hoped that Mu Yanzheng would treat her differently.

At the beginning, he personally asked her to sign the contract, but it was for Meng Chu's face. Now seeing him and Meng Chu breaking up, she suddenly wanted to stand by his side to support him and comfort him.

"Are you not filming today?"

When Xue Ying was distracted, Mu Yanzheng opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Shooting, I'm playing at night."

Compared to Mu Yanzheng's indifference, Xue Ying was very nervous.

"I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to see you."

"It's not a serious illness."

Mu Yanzheng was still polite, but he never looked at her.

Xue Ying was a little lost, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The ward fell into death stagnation again.

After a long time, she couldn't bear it anymore.

Standing up and looking at the man on the hospital bed, he said softly, "Mr. Mu, I am relieved to see that you are fine."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

Mu Yanzheng on the hospital bed turned his head slowly, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are an entertainer of the Mu family, I can praise you, and I can also make you disappear in the entertainment industry."

Xue Ying was shocked, and turned around slowly, meeting the man's sharp and sinister eyes, her heart trembled.

After a while, she smiled awkwardly: "Yingying doesn't know what President Mu means?"

Mu Yanzheng still had a cold face: "It means, don't think about it if it's not yours."

Xue Ying looked embarrassed and left quickly.

When she got into the elevator, she held her heart, and supported the car with the other hand, her face was almost contorted, and her whole body was shaking.

Until the elevator stopped on the first floor, she ran out out of breath.

Sit by the flower bed and take a big breath of fresh air.

Thinking of Mu Yanzheng's thorny words, his heart was mixed with irritability and uneasiness.

The only trace of delusion left was stifled like this, but why was it so uncomfortable in my heart.

She is now a member of the Mu family, what is she still dissatisfied with?
Since there is no life for the princess, why bother to become a concubine.

"Xue Ying."

A car stopped not far away, and the window lowered to reveal the face of a woman with heavy make-up.

She turned her head, then got up and walked over there.

"How about it?"

As soon as he got in the car, the woman couldn't wait to ask.

Xue Ying was in a bad mood and didn't want to say a word.

The woman looked at her displeasedly, and finally turned her face out of the window.

"You've been in the entertainment industry for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be smart."

Xue Ying didn't move for a long time, but her impatience was already on her face.

"Mu Yanzheng is different from other men. If I want to attack him, I haven't practiced enough yet."

After speaking coldly, she also turned her face to the window on the other side.