The clothes here are all clothes that can only appear in Paris Fashion Week. Each piece is of top quality, so it is impossible to match others' clothes.

Cheng Yinian pursed his lips and said: "Actually, there is no need to go to such a good place. I can just buy two pieces in the mall. Anyway, just wear them first, and then slowly add more later."

Si Qingmo said, "The clothes at Lan Club are far from the clothes designed by Anna."

When Cheng Yinian heard what he said, he was slightly startled, coughed slightly, and did not answer his words.

He suddenly turned to look at her, curled his lips and said with a smile: "When are you going to design a dress for yourself?"

Cheng Yinian looked at him in surprise, "How did you know I'm Anna?"

"Guess." Si Qingmo said: "Last time, at our company's new product launch conference, the one designed by ada was made by you. I compared it with the embroidery pictures on the Internet and ada's attitude towards you. .”

Cheng Yinian laughed and said, "You are indeed attentive."

"Since you have such an identity, why hide it? If Ling Zhan knew that you were Anna, he wouldn't get involved with his secretary." Si Qingmo said.

But when he said this, he felt a little panicked. When he said this, he actually meant to test Cheng Yinian, and wanted to see what her attitude towards Ling Zhan was now.

After hearing what he said, Cheng Yinian curled her lips and smiled, and said: "I didn't hide it from others on purpose. I just didn't publicize my identity in a big way. Ling Zhan couldn't find it. It only means that he is stupid enough. Look at you." , I discovered it so quickly. If I really wanted to hide it, I would not contact ADA for a design draft for the company, let alone make clothes myself just for a new product launch."

Si Qingmo nodded, "You are right, Ling Zhan is stupid enough to lose such a treasure."

Cheng Yinian smiled angrily and said, "You are really good at talking."

"I will only tell the truth." Si Qingmo said.

Cheng Yinian just smiled and said nothing.

Si Qingmo brought up old things again, "So, when are you going to design a dress for yourself? Also, when are you going to sew one for yourself?"

Cheng Yinian thought for a while, then smiled bitterly: "In the past, I always thought that when I got married, I would sew a wedding dress for myself, a unique one that only belonged to me and only suited me. , but I’m afraid I can’t do it now.”

Hearing this, Si Qingmo tightened his grip on the steering wheel, pursed his lips and said, "Why not?"

"I'm already married. Is it possible that I'm preparing for my second marriage?" Cheng Yinian joked with a smile.

Si Qingmo said, "We haven't held the wedding yet."

When Cheng Yinian heard this, she felt her heart skip a beat. She looked at him quietly, but there was no special expression on his face. He was just driving seriously.

She took a breath, thinking that she was overthinking it, and he might have just said it casually.

She chuckled and said, "We don't need to have a wedding. It would be a waste of our relationship to have one."

Si Qingmo's hand on the steering wheel tightened. To this day, she still feels that the relationship between them is just a contractual relationship of mutual use?

Then why is she preparing so seriously to meet his family?

He suddenly felt extremely upset, but he didn't say anything else. He just stared ahead and drove the car seriously.

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