Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

This is a design draft, which is the flagship model of the new product.

"Angie!"

He stopped the people in front.

She turned around, saw the manuscript in his hand, and ran over quickly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, my manuscript has fallen off."

A sharp cold light flashed from Lu Junyan's eyes, "What kind of flower is the main item?"

An Qi pursed her lips and said, "It's Forsythia."

At the press conference, Kelly said it was a winter jasmine flower. She could not tell the difference between forsythia and jasmine at all. Although they are similar in shape and color, forsythia has four petals and jasmine has five petals.

Lu Junyan has a sharp eye, and he happens to know the difference very clearly. There are two types of flowers in Lu's house garden.

"Did you design the Flower Language series?"

"Ah? Well..." An Qi hesitated, neither admitting nor denying.

But Lu Junyan already understood completely.

Isn't this woman quite scheming, and she doesn't say anything when someone else steals her designs?

Could it be that all the little cleverness is used to catch a rich husband?

"Just focus on your work."

An Qi was stunned. He could question anything, but he could never question her love for work.

"Mr. Lu, the conscience of heaven and earth. Apart from eating and sleeping every day, I spend all my time and energy on work without any distractions."

She was a little excited, and her collar rippled slightly.

Lu Junyan was condescending and had a panoramic view.

He pulled off his collar and his body felt inexplicably hot.

Every word, every move of this woman seemed to be stirring him up invisibly.

"You are not allowed to wear clothes with too low necklines in the future."

An Qi was stunned for a moment, then glanced down at the V-neckline, "It's not low."

Everything she wears is conservative.

"No nonsense, this is an order."

Lu Junyan dropped his words and strode away. His arrogant posture was like an emperor who could kill all sentient beings instantly, carrying absolute authority that could not be defied.

An Qi made a face at his back.

His fiancée was only wearing revealing clothes, with a collar that almost reached her belly. Why didn't she see him getting angry?

Double standard!

Entering the banquet hall, she sat in a corner. As an unknown little designer, she didn't need to attract attention.

But she is naturally beautiful and it is hard to give up. As soon as she came in, someone noticed her.

Chen Feng walked over with a wine glass in hand, "I didn't expect to see you here again. It seems we are quite destined."

An Qi really didn't expect to meet him, "I'm a designer at MG, but I don't have much experience..."

She pursed her lips and her voice was as low as a mosquito moan.

Chenfeng smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter. With your talent, I believe you will be able to show your talents soon."

"I will work hard."

An Qi shook the juice glass in her hand, thinking about how the big boss would deal with the imposter incident.

Chenfeng's eyes flickered over her face. She was the only girl in the room without makeup, but she was very beautiful.

"An Qi, you are more beautiful than before."

An Qi brushed the strands of hair around her ears.

As a top photographer, he must have seen countless beauties. The most beautiful women like her are Xiaojiabiyu.

"There are so many supermodels here today, they are so shining that I can hardly keep my eyes open."

"You are different from them..."

As Chenfeng was talking, a middle-aged man came over and put his arm around his shoulders, "Third, fourth is here, let's go say hello to fourth."

An indescribable look flashed across his face, "I'm sorry, An Qi, I'll excuse you now."

After that, he followed the middle-aged man and left.

An Qi took a sip of juice and was about to take out her phone to check Moments when Kelly came over and said, "An Qi, are you familiar with Third Young Master?"

She was slightly startled, "Which third young master?"

"Stop pretending, the person who was talking to you just now was the third young master of the Lu family, the big boss's brother, Lu Haochen. Who here doesn't know his identity?"

An Qi didn't know, and her heart immediately stirred up a storm.

She raised her head and looked through the crowd, landing on the man in the distance.

He was talking to Lu Junyan.

Third child, fourth child, now, An Qi understood what it meant.

At this time, Lu Junyan's eyes suddenly turned around and met hers directly.

A cold light pierced the air.

She trembled with fright and quickly lowered her eyes.

It would be bad if the big boss misunderstood that she had intentions for him.

"Director, I'm a little hungry. Let's go eat something first."

She didn't want to explain to Kelly. Talking too much would make things irrelevant. She stood up and walked towards the buffet car.

The lights in the ballroom dimmed and fluorescent lights focused on the stage.

Well-known singers will perform for entertainment with supermodels.

An Qi brought a piece of cake and prepared to return to her seat.

In the crowd, a pair of eyes had been staring at her secretly, full of sinister eyes.

As she passed by, a foot quietly stretched out from the darkness and swiped violently.

She staggered forward and fell hard to the ground.

The plate in his hand fell to pieces with a bang.

"it hurts!"

Severe pain swept through her instantly.

She struggled to get up, but failed, and large drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

A stream of bright red blood spread from between her legs, dyeing the white carpet beneath her red...