Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

When Huang Lina uttered the words and turned her back, Bai Weiwei slumped, and her attitude softened immediately.

"Miss Huang, I'm not targeting you. Every business has its own rules. It's immoral for her to take advantage of our Bai family's dinner to rob customers and poach corners in Xia Wan."

Xia Wan replied lightly: "I didn't steal your Bai family's clients. Ms. Huang was originally my client. We just met here and chatted for a while."

Bai Weiwei frowned coldly: "I don't believe your nonsense. Don't think I don't know. Your studio has just finished and hasn't opened yet. Where did the client come from? They clearly want to take this opportunity to poach a corner in our Bai family."

Huang Lina raised her eyebrows, and walked back and forth in front of Bai Weiwei deliberately arrogantly.

"Miss Bai, what do you think of this cheongsam on me?"

Bai Weiwei felt that Huang Lina was particularly picky tonight from a distance just now, and she was originally attracted by her cheongsam.

But when he was distracted at this moment, Xia Wan was so angry that he forgot his original intention.

"Of course it looks good..."

Bai Weiwei hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly felt like a lump stuck in her throat.

Because she saw the logo of the white feather on Huang Lina's skirt, which was faintly visible and exquisite in craftsmanship.

Anyone who is an expert can see that the technique is extraordinary. In the past, it was done by Bai Hua alone, but now...

Bai Weiwei suddenly understood that the cheongsam on Huang Lina was made by Xia Wan.

Huang Lina came to the Bai family's dinner wearing the cheongsam Xia Wan customized for her, which clearly slapped the Bai family loudly.

At this moment, Bai Weiwei's complexion couldn't look any better.

Xia Wan glanced at the distance, thunderous applause, master Bai Hua came to the stage and finished his speech.

She stood up slowly, breaking the awkward atmosphere in front of her.

"My adoptive father is back, everyone, excuse me."

Bai Hua saw Xia Wan from a distance, and there were many famous ladies and women following him closely.

"Master Baihua, you have such a good skill, it's a pity that you don't want to come back."

"Yes, yes, I have a lot of your exquisite products in my closet, and now I am reluctant to take them out and wear them."

Xia Wan never imagined that her adoptive father still had so many fans, so she couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.

Unexpectedly, Bai Hua suddenly pointed at her, and said to the ladies and ladies following her——

"This girl is my daughter Xia Wan. I have passed on her craftsmanship. The blue is better than the blue. If you have time, you can go to her studio. The name of the shop is [Su Nian. Private Customization]... "

Xia Wan's footsteps froze, and she was stunned on the spot.

She could clearly see the ugly faces of the people with the Bai Ling headed by Bai Ling who were walking behind Bai Hua.

Bai Hua didn't seem to notice it, walked up to Xia Wan generously, and motioned for her to say hello to everyone.

Xia Wan forced a smile, but felt that the smile was too far-fetched.

Bai Hua's deep voice came: "Go home."

Xia Wan was taken aback again: "But... foster father, you haven't eaten yet."

Bai Hua waved his hands impatiently, and said lightly: "You can cook me a bowl of tomato noodles when you go back. The food here is not to my liking."

Xia Wan muffled her reply, and left with Master Bai Hua.

She didn't ask softly until she got out of the hotel's gate: "Father, tonight is the Bai family's appreciation banquet. It's not good for you to recommend my studio to everyone in public."

Master Bai Hua looked confident and confident: "I helped them stand on the platform for free, and I didn't even eat a meal. To promote my daughter's studio, it's considered a reward."