Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 16 Three years become two years (please follow up~)

Sunny house.

Simple and clean.

In the spotless room, there are two bookcases, a wardrobe, a table and chairs, a bed, and a clothes rack. In addition, there are several design sketches left over from the last time on the wooden boards on the wall.

The others are the suitcases he put in before, and two or three bags.

He entered the house and took off his coat.

Without saying a word, Xiang Yang kicked off his shoes at the door, put on his slippers, came to the bed, and dove down.After staring at him for a few minutes under his coat, he fell asleep.

But I didn't sleep well this time either.

I only slept for about two hours, during which I also answered two phone calls.

One is a call from Hermès Greater China CEO Lao Cao, and the other is a call from Le Maire from France.

Lao Cao's phone call was completely staged, and all he said was staged.

Le Maire inquired about some details of Chinese fabrics. After Xiangyang answered the questions with his eyes wide open, he hung up the phone.

After lying down again without sleeping for a while, Comrade Zhao came back after a busy day in the hospital.Listening to her wife saying that her son was sleeping in the room, she took a rest and took her husband to have dinner.

Until it was ready, she sent Lao Xiang to tell Xiang Yang to get up and eat.

"Mom, why didn't you call me when you came back?"

After coming out of the north room, Xiang Yang went to the kitchen on the west side of the courtyard, opened the door curtain and came in to see a table of sumptuous stir-fry dishes. He said with a heartfelt "hehe" smile: "My mother still loves me.

Unlike my dad, who only knows how to fool me by taking me to restaurants. "

"Hey, you stinky boy!" Comrade Lao Xiang suddenly became unhappy when he saw that his son was stepping on him despite being a good boy.

Comrade Lao Zhao looked at his son with a smile on his face as he came back for a rare visit. He smiled in his heart, "Didn't I see you coming to sleep? How many days can you stay here this time?"

"Just one day, leave tomorrow morning."

"Can't we stay a few more days and be in such a hurry?"

When she heard that her son would stay all night, Lao Zhao was immediately unhappy. She estimated that it was probably the brat who was hiding from her and nagging her. She felt a little panicked. Without waiting for her son to reply, she said:

"Let's eat first, and we'll talk after we finish."

"Okay, Mom, let's eat first." Xiang Yang said, and came to the sink. When he finished washing his hands, Comrade Lao Xiang was already sitting at the dinner table and picked up the chopsticks.

"Dad, don't you drink some?" Xiang Yang asked.

"I won't drink it." Lao Xiang shook his head, took a piece of meat into his mouth without changing his expression, chewed it and let it brew for a long time before saying:

"You got a call from the office just when you were sleeping. We have a mission tonight. I'll leave as soon as I finish eating."

"Oh, really?" Xiang Yang grinned.

He must have discovered this person. If he can't lie, it's best not to lie, otherwise he'll be fatally fake at first sight.

"Eat, don't worry about Dad." Comrade Zhao knew his husband very well, but he didn't choose to point it out.

"Yeah." Xiangyang took a look and thought, it seems that they have a tacit understanding here, so he picked up the chopsticks and looked at Comrade Zhao with a flattering look on his face:

"Mom, I brought you a piece of clothing. Can you try it on first to see if it fits?"

"Have a meal."

"Oh……"

Old BJ has a lot of rules at the dinner table.

You are not allowed to smack your mouth while eating, you have to hold on to the bowl to eat, you have to put food in front of your eyes, and you can't hold onto your favorite food, you can't talk too much at the dinner table, you can't change bowls and move around while eating...

Anyway, these rules have their own meaning, but when it comes to truth, they are very particular.

As for the degree to which Xiang Jia pays attention, it depends on how pleasing Lao Zhao is to you today.

After the meal, Lao Xiang washed the dishes, went back to his room to change his clothes, put on his police hat, and left in a pretentious manner without even smoking a cigarette.

Xiang Yang watched eagerly, thinking for a moment that he was in an unstoppable posture today, and shouted to the north room, "Mom, I'm going to go for a walk to eat." Then he was ready to leave.

As a result, before he could even take a step forward, he was stopped by a shout.

<divclass="contentadv">"Come here, have a few words with your mother and me, don't imitate your father and use your evil intentions on me."

Xiangyang: "..."

"Sit down and make a date with me. When will I go to your Aunt Li's house?"

After recruiting his son into the house, Comrade Zhao glared at him first, and then went straight to the point.

"Aunt Li?" Xiang Yang was speechless for a while, and his mind immediately recalled that in the last life before his rebirth, when he was about the same age as now, his mother and Aunt Li had arranged for this seemingly well-matched marriage.

The girl is not bad looking, but the two young men are really not the same person.

Everyone knew that the other party had a strong temperament, but he definitely still couldn't accept it. Xiang Yang shook his head like a rattle and said:

"Mom, I definitely won't go to Aunt Li's house. I think it's more appropriate for you and her to be friends. Don't count on the relationship between your in-laws and family in this life, really."

As soon as these words entered Lao Zhao's ears, her blood pressure suddenly rose to her forehead. She pointed at Xiang Yang and said, "You brat, say it again."

"I……"

Seeing this fight, Xiangyang quietly took two steps back with his calves. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Mom, don't worry. Let's have a good chat. Let's have a good chat."

"What's wrong with your Aunt Li's daughter? She's in the same department as me, and every day Mother Zhao is better than Mother Zhao." Lao Zhao said.

Xiang Yang muttered: "...It's not good anywhere."

"What did you say?" Comrade Lao Zhao asked, not hearing clearly.

"How about this, Mom. If you give me three years, I will definitely find you a daughter-in-law that you are satisfied with, okay?" Xiang Yang showed a flattering expression. If this trick didn't work, he was going to be honest. If you are really being trained, you will never say a word again.

"Three years?"

Comrade Lao Zhao was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm, three years." Xiang Yang nodded seriously and sincerely, "I promise I won't imitate my dad, who said three years will be three years, and I will never let you play with three years and three years after that. Do you think that's okay? "

"Three years is too long, two years." Old Zhao was a little shaken.

She was thinking that her friend, Aunt Li's daughter, would just start working this year, so it would not be inappropriate to wait another two years.

"I can't do it in two years, Mom. I'm currently on the rise in my career."

Xiang Yang shook his head and refused, insisting that there was no need to discuss this matter.

Lao Zhao sat down, took a deep breath, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Okay, I'll listen to you.

However, since you came back last year, I have made arrangements for you to meet first. It has been almost a year now, and you still have more than two years. "

"Ah?" Xiang Yang's surprised voice was a bit high, "Mom, you still asked me to settle the account like this?"

Seeing that his son was not going to admit it, Lao Zhao took out his mobile phone and said, "Then you come to see me today, and I will call your Aunt Li right away."

"Okay, okay, two years is two years, we agreed! You and dad are not allowed to rush me in these two years." Xiangyang hurried to the sofa and held his mother's hand that took out the mobile phone.

"You still have to be satisfied." Zhao's mother added.

"Uh-huh."

"As long as I like it."

"Uh-huh."

"You still want me..."

"Mom, if you keep talking, I won't be able to find you in ten years..."

"Then I'll call your Aunt Li."

"Mom, please continue..."

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