After I got pregnant, I went to a wealthy family

After returning home, Xia Mo stepped into the main hall and saw a man with trendy curly hair standing there.

Why is he a male designer?

Aren’t women the ones who design most wedding dresses?

Xia Mo looked at Lu Ye subconsciously.

He knew what she wanted to ask, and before he could speak, the young man came forward respectfully.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, are you custom-made a wedding dress for this lady?"

As he spoke, he looked at Xia Mo. This girl had a delicate face, smooth skin, and a well-behaved appearance. People couldn't help but look at her more.

Unexpectedly, top wealthy men all like this type of woman?

At this time, the designer was staring at Xia Mo in trance.

Xia Mo felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, with an embarrassed look on his face.

Lu Ye had already noticed his behavior, his eyes were dark, his brows were wrinkled, he walked up to him casually, his tone was warning.

"What? Did you see the flowers? Do your job well, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and watch your eyes. Otherwise, I will make it impossible for you to stay in Hucheng."

The designer he asked Meng De to find was never thought to be a man.

This Meng De is not enough for success, but more than enough for failure.

Hearing this, the designer quickly looked away, lowering his eyebrows and not daring to look up again.

In this posture, this man is jealous.

He just looked at it a few more times, but he didn't lose a piece of meat.

Xia Mo stood aside and could feel the cold aura of his man.

The man's face became colder and colder.

The designer was scared to death at this moment.

Xia Mo broke the embarrassment, pursed his lips and smiled.

"My husband has a serious face on weekdays. Don't mind. You can help me measure now. I have to go to work later."

When the designer heard this, he knew that this young lady had come to his rescue. He was a little shocked and looked at her with grateful eyes.

He quickly promised, "Young Master Lu, don't worry, I will definitely help the young lady design a Chinese wedding dress. The design elements will definitely satisfy you, so that the young lady will become the most dazzling and beautiful bride at the wedding banquet."

Lu Ye ignored him.

He turned to look at Xia Mo, with a touch of tenderness flashing in his eyes, "Okay, you can tell the designer whatever style you like, and we will customize it as you say."

Xia Mo nodded.

Seeing Lu Ye's expression softening, she walked over.

Xia Mo stood with her hands open, and the designer measured her body carefully. He did not dare to neglect the whole process, let alone linger on her body any more.

He could feel a pair of sharp eyes staring at him next to him, as if they were about to punch a hole in him.

He gets the job done as quickly as possible.

Five minutes later, the designer put away the measuring device and communicated with Xia Mo about adding design elements and requirements to the wedding dress.

Lu Ye, who was standing beside him, did not interrupt, but stared at the designer quietly, not letting him have any opportunity to take advantage of him.

Seeing his wife chatting happily with him, his expression changed again.

Like an angry kitten, his eyes are particularly scary.

The designer didn't dare to talk more. He put away his tools wisely, said goodbye to them briefly, and left in a hurry.

Xia Mo froze on the spot. She still had some demands to make. When she saw the designer running away in a hurry, she subconsciously looked at Lu Ye.

He ate by mistake again. Didn’t he just agree?

After the designer left, Lu Ye's expression turned from gloomy to clear. On the contrary, Xia Mo was not very happy and felt depressed.

Before she could ask, he could make the designer stay away with just one look.

It seems that the design of this wedding dress is not perfect.

The design concept she wanted was not ideal.

It is better to go to a physical store to choose a decent wedding dress, which will not offend anyone and save a lot of trouble.

Xia Mo felt a little irritated when he thought about it.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Lu Ye put his hands on her shoulders and raised his thin lips.

"What? Not satisfied? Should I ask Meng De to find another master?"

How could she be dissatisfied? It was clearly him who drove her away indirectly.

"No need." After Xia Mo finished speaking, he opened his hand and walked straight to the room.

She was not in the mood for lunch, so she returned to the nursery and took a look at Xiaobao before going out.

Lu Ye followed behind and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Are you angry?"

She was indeed angry.

A perfectly good wedding dress was abandoned halfway and failed to be designed according to my own ideas.

Lu Ye was thinking and walking, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Just now I was just focused on driving away the designer, but I forgot that Xia Mo hadn't finished raising his request yet.

Now my wife is unhappy.

He stepped forward and took Xia Mo's hand, his voice soft and flattering.

"Honey, I'm sorry. I just ignored your feelings and forgot about you. I'm asking the designer to come back now. You can talk to him carefully, okay?"

He met the woman's eyes with a pleading expression.

He admitted his mistake in front of her, she should be more sensible.

"No need, just ask Meng De to tell me the design elements." So as not to interact too much with the designer and make the man jealous.

Men are jealous because they care about women.

On second thought, she had nothing to be angry about.

Seeing that Xia Mo's expression returned to normal, he felt relieved and sent her back to the company.