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And judging from grandma's attitude, it's very likely that something has been confirmed, but she just doesn't want her to get involved, or in other words, she is not yet qualified to manage the internal affairs of the Zhou family.

Thinking of this, Liang Yin felt a lot more relaxed. In fact, to be honest, even if the Zhou family's illegitimate son really came back, or even if the Zhou family changed hands, what does it have to do with her?

Although her current identity is the young wife of the Zhou family, outsiders may see her as a beautiful woman, but the agreement before her marriage with Zhou Muhan clearly states that the two of them are married by contract. To put it bluntly, Liang Yin has nothing to do with the property of the Zhou family As for the inheritance rights, even if one day she and Zhou Muhan fell out and needed a divorce, then she would leave the house completely.

Thinking of this, Liang Yin immediately felt a lot more relaxed. She had already said what should be said, and reminded her of what should be reminded. Then no matter what happened next, even if she was surprised or surprised, she would never regret it. .

With this in mind, Liang Yin began to prepare for the rematch invitation party in the next few days. It wasn't that she was so nervous about the party, but that Liang Yin really wanted to see William Shen again. It wasn't pleasant, and she didn't make up her mind to expose Wei Lan in the end, which meant she had to admit that the pair of daisies was not her work.

If it was a month ago, Liang Yin probably would not have such an idea at all. This is her design, so it should belong to her, no matter what method it is used.

But now, she suddenly felt that it wasn't that important, at least compared to Wei Lan's entire life trajectory, it wasn't that important.

Of course, the premise of these is that she can design better works, such as this entry series, she is confident that it will be better than the last Daisy.

"Are you sure you won't go with me?"

In the apartment, Liang Yin was holding a black tube top dress in front of the mirror and compared it in front of the mirror. While swinging the hem of the skirt, she turned around and asked Zhou Muhan who was leaning on the sofa and watching the financial news.

Zhou Muhan glanced sideways at her skirt, the ultra-low chest made him frown slightly: "I can't be invited to a party of this level."

This is not arrogance. Indeed, although TW is a well-known luxury brand, it is not considered a big company in Ancheng. What's more, this is just a small rematch, and the only people who can attend the party are executives and designers from various companies That's all, it's really overkill for Zhou's boss to condescend to participate.

Liang Yin cut his heart, threw the skirt in his hand aside, picked up another light pink pair and continued to compare it to his chest: "I know you are precious, and you won't be able to invite you for such a small party, so I have already looked for it in advance. Boyfriend."

"Boymate?"

Zhou Muhan's eyes turned sideways, clearly carrying a warning.

"Yes, I can't attend this kind of party by myself."

"Shen Qian is fine tonight."

"Two girls are even more boring."

Zhou Muhan didn't speak again, but his eyes were obviously displeased. Regardless of the financial news in front of him, he stared straight at her, as if he was waiting for her to give him a reasonable explanation.

Liang Yin turned to meet his gaze, deliberately ignoring his dissatisfaction and raised the dress in her hand: "How about this one, sweet princess style?"

"It's ugly, change it."

Zhou Muhan didn't even look at it, and directly commented.

Liang Yin knew in his heart that he said that on purpose, so he held back his smile and asked, "Eh? That's weird, don't you usually like me dressed like this, wishing I could dress up like a doll every day."

Looking at the new models sent by the brands in the cloakroom, almost half of them are of this style. Before, Liang Yin contacted the person in charge of the other party because he didn't like it. As a result, he called several companies in a row and was told that it was Zhou's new style. In general, if there is a princess style, it will be sent first.

Zhou Muhan didn't deny it either: "I like you like a doll only if you are by my side."

Liang Yin raised her eyebrows, so straightforward that she didn't know how to answer it.

Regardless of his opinion, Liang Yin decided to wear this pair, and chose a pair of shoes that were not too high, paired it with a simple necklace, and casually grabbed her loose hair, perfect.

Although Zhou Muhan was still looking at the news in front of him, he kept glancing at Liang Yin from the corner of his eye, seeing that after she changed into her dress, she "coincidentally" also finished watching the news, stood up and looked at her: "Are you ready, I'll take you there .”

"No, someone is coming to pick me up."

Liang Yin tilted his head, and looked at Zhou Muhan with a bit of teasing: "Mr. Zhou is so busy, you should hurry back to the company and work overtime. I won't bother you for a small party like mine."

She purposely suppressed her voice, with an innocent and sweet expression on her face, but the teasing look in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Seeing this, Zhou Muhan nodded with a chuckle, pursed his lips and bit his molars: "Okay, then be careful tonight."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed his coat casually and walked directly outside the apartment.

Looking at his back, Liang Yin couldn't help laughing, this awkward man, why didn't he find him so cute before.

After tidying up for a while, Liang Yin took a look at the time and it was almost time. Liang Yin took another coat and hung it on his arm, ready to wear it outside when he entered the venue.

The phone rang at this time, and Liang Yin glanced at it and answered it immediately: "It's down, it's down, 2 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, she immediately went out. Shen Qiyue's car stopped for a few minutes, she rolled down the window and looked at Liang Yin's attire: "Not bad, not bad, it really is your usual fake princess style."

Liang Yin dragged her chin and pretended to look deeply at Shen Qiyue's attire. It was completely in accordance with her requirements. She was dressed in a black lady's suit and matched with her saucy hairstyle. Not bad, not bad, her "male companion" today Looks great!
"I can't see that you are quite suitable for this style, or you might as well just dress like this from now on."

Liang Yin opened the door of the back seat and got into the car, dragging her long dress skirt, her movements were very careful.

Shen Qiyue looked at her deliberately tough makeup in the rearview mirror, and frowned in disgust: "I don't want it, you know how troublesome my makeup is."

Liang Yin giggled, closed the car door, and was about to set off when a car suddenly appeared on the opposite side and snatched the way, Shen Qiyue frowned: "What kind of driver is this? Where's Zhou Muhan?"

As if to answer her doubts, the Land Rover in front suddenly stopped, and the windows were rolled down, Zhou Muhan's expression was half a smile but not a smile:

"End I'll pick you up."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liang Yin's response, she stepped on the gas pedal and left directly.

Shen Qiyue "cut", and was about to turn around to complain, but saw the smile and satisfaction on Liang Yin's face: "I knew he was jealous, and he still didn't admit it!"

Didn't she wait here on purpose just to see which "male companion" came to pick her up.