Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 25: Just a Meal (Please read~)

"I'm so angry. How can a mother expose other people's shortcomings like this?"

After returning to her room, Liu Qianqian sat on the sofa outside the suite in a muffled voice, folding her hands on her chest and raising her stubborn head.

"Okay, Sister Sissi, Auntie, she was just joking."

Zhao Xin, who had followed, put down the things he had brought over, glanced at them secretly and said.

Unexpectedly, her words of relief not only failed to extinguish the fire, but actually set her on fire.I saw Liu Qianqian showing a fierce expression, puffing her cheeks, and said:

"Traitor, huh!"

"How can I not!" Zhao Xin suddenly felt aggrieved, and his voice was full of resentment.

"I don't care, you are on my mother's side." Liu Qianqian pouted and continued: "You were snickering just now, don't think I didn't see it."

"Then..." Zhao Xin looked at the other party pitifully and explained: "Sister Qianqian, you have wronged me so much. With Auntie's questioning tone, who wouldn't laugh after hearing this.

I just couldn't hold it back..."

"Okay, you!"

Seeing that Zhao Xin did not reflect on his mistakes and hurt himself a second time, Liu Qianqian no longer suppressed the anger in her heart and rushed over from the sofa.

"Sister Sissi, don't pull my clothes!"

"Hey! Don't slap your hands blindly. It's better for us to agree than not to spank you!"

"Hey, Xinxin, why is your face so oily? Lend me your clothes to rub against."

"Sister Sissi, don't try to lie to me. I just washed my face before you came up."

After a while, the fun was over.

When they were tired from playing, they didn't mind getting dirty and sat directly on the carpeted floor of the hotel.Because the commotion was a bit joyful, each of them was vigilant to prevent the other from making another move, while gasping for air.

Looking at Liu Qianqian, whose hair was messed up because of her excessive movements, Zhao Xin realized that she was not in such a bad mood. She actually had something to say in her heart. She frowned and looked at the other party hesitating to speak.

"Why, why did my mother ask you to come here to inquire about the news?" Liu Qianqian said, raising her eyebrows.

There was quite a provocative flavor to Zhao Xin.

"No, Auntie asked for Mr. Xiang's phone number." Zhao Xinnannan said.

"You gave her the phone!" Upon hearing this, Liu Qianqian jumped up like a kitten with exploded fur, her tone full of surprise.

"Then the phone is right in front of her. It's not like she doesn't know your unlock password. You're walking so fast and you don't even look at the phone. I can't stop you even if I want to."

Zhao Xin said that he was powerless against Liu Xiaoli's actions.

Liu Qianqian saw the helpless expression of the other party. She felt regretful for a moment and slapped her on the forehead with her palm.

"I got the phone back for you." Zhao Xin continued.

After she finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room. The two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and no one knew what to say.

After a moment, perhaps because he felt his neck was a little tired when he raised his head, Zhao Xin cautiously tried: "Um...Sister Qianqian, it shouldn't be a big problem.

You heard Mr. Xiang’s voice on the phone just now. I think he is quite easy to talk to. "

"..." Liu Qianqian remained silent, just lowering her head.

Her loose hair covered her fair cheeks, and her eyes were dull, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Xin moved the corners of her mouth. This atmosphere made her feel somewhat embarrassed. After all, compared to the relationship between Liu Qianqian and Liu Xiaoli, she was an outsider.

So when she opened her mouth again, she tried her best to choose the right words to persuade Liu Qianqian not to think too much, "Auntie may be afraid that you will be busy tomorrow, so..."

As soon as Zhao Xin spoke, Liu Qianqian let out a "hum" and quickly came to the table and picked up her mobile phone.

Just at that moment, Liu Qianqian felt unhappy in her heart because she knew her mother had recorded Xiangyang's phone call without her consent.

he is my friend.

It should be me who has the final say on how to get along with the other person!

It should be me who decides where to eat and when to eat!

Liu Qianqian, who was stubborn, found Xiangyang's contact information from her mobile phone. Under Zhao Xin's shocked eyes, she pressed the button.

After a "beep", Liu Qianqian was also stunned.

<divclass="contentadv">Because she didn't think about what to say, she was just temporarily depressed and impulsive.

"Hello."

On the phone, Xiang Yang's voice was very tight. Liu Qianqian immediately noticed after hearing it that the other party also felt a bit tough.

A little regretful, a little hesitant, a little flustered, a little...

Liu Qianqian didn't know how to deal with the mess in her heart. She didn't have time to think about it and blurted out: "...What are you doing?"

"Ah! I just responded to the email from the Legal Department in France." Xiang Yang's voice hesitated slightly.

He didn't lie. He did reply to the email confirmation sent by the legal department of the French headquarters.

And I have to print, sign, and fax it back tomorrow.

But that was all a few minutes ago.

After ending the call with Liu Xiaoli, he smoked a cigarette, thought for a moment, and cleared the memory card as soon as it was copied.

Then start replying to some necessary emails.

When he first saw the email from the legal department, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect the response to be so fast. He thought he would have to wait at least ten days and a half before any action would be taken.

The content of the email mainly asked about the specific situation and his relationship with the Chinese star.

Liu Qianqian's eyes flickered when she heard about the Legal Department, "Is it about something between the two of us?"

"um, yes."

This reply blew away all the stubbornness she had just had.The affirmative tone of the other party on the phone made her feel a little uneasy.

I...really brought trouble to the other party...

She thought to herself, a murmur came from her throat, and her tangled heart made her hold her breath.

She was apologetic and wanted to say something, but she felt that it would be a bit pretentious to mention this matter again and again in two days.

While she was hesitating, Xiang Yang, who hadn't heard a reply for a while, frowned. He was afraid that the other party would think too much, so he explained:

"They just asked about the situation and the relationship between us. I said that we are friends, but it was maliciously hyped by some domestic media.

As we said, we are friends who share weal and woe, so don’t think too much about it, it won’t be a problem. "

Xiang Yang's words were like a big hand, and Liu Qianqian who heard these words was like an obedient cat, letting the other person caress her neck that was not easily touched.

Comfortable…

She only felt that her sadness was swept away.

Liu Qianqian, "Then I'll go back and treat you to dinner."

"Didn't Auntie say that we have reserved a restaurant?" Xiang Yang scratched his head and asked subconsciously.

"My mother...my mother is my mother, and I am me."

"That's okay." Xiang Yang smiled calmly, "But I've been in Suzhou recently, and then I'm going to Nanjing, so I might not be able to get together with you."

"It's okay, you go about your business first." Liu Qianqian bit her thin lips lightly, as if she wanted to make an agreement with the other party, and she said it very carefully.

Xiang Yang seemed a little casual, "Okay, I'll be busy first, there are still some things to see."

"Yeah, okay." Liu Qianqian nodded.

"Then you go to bed early."

"Okay, you too, good night~"

"OK, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yang looked at the screen of his phone and raised his eyebrows.The calls one after another inevitably made him murmur in his heart.

Why is a meal so twisty?

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