My wife's vest has been exposed. President, please stop being stubborn.

After resting for an hour at home, Su Muyan went to the S.2 studio in the afternoon.

Yesterday, the preliminary rounds of the Water City Fashion Designer Competition had already begun.

In order to select outstanding designers, Si Shaoting accepted the invitation from the organizer and served as a judge.

Once she left, she naturally couldn't take care of the store's affairs.

Although I have several assistants, they are not my own people after all, so I am somewhat worried.

Su Muyan came here to deal with the piled up orders and also to take charge.

There were not many customers in the store at this time, so she walked around the clerk and quietly entered the design room.

Several people in the design studio had seen her before. They only knew that she was familiar with Si Shaoting, but did not know her true identity.

When they saw her come in, they just nodded slightly without any verbal communication.

Su Muyan went straight into her workshop.

Knowing that she was coming, Si Shaoting had already sorted out several urgent orders and placed them on her workbench.

Su Muyan picked up the first order, wrote down the requirements and expectations on it, and then she closed her eyes and began to compose the picture.

A few minutes later, his eyes suddenly opened and he drew on the straw paper quickly as if with divine help.

She painted a slim-fitting cheongsam, and because the client requested it to be more beautiful than other women and to show its elegance, she also painted a few peonies on it.

With the bright red color, it will definitely attract everyone's attention as soon as it appears.

The hem of her dress is designed as a fishtail with a short front and long back, which ensures that her curvy figure is perfectly highlighted.

After finishing the first one, she quickly picked up the second one...

Si Shaoting gave her four orders, and by the time she finished painting all of them, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

She stretched, put away the manuscript and left the design studio.

At this point, all the designers have gone off work.

There were also many customers looking at dresses in the ready-to-wear display area in front, but everyone in the store was busy and no one noticed her.

"Ms. Su, this dress really suits your figure. You don't even need to put on makeup when you put it on. You will become the focus of the whole audience just by standing there."

Miss Su?

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too sensitive recently, but when Su Muyan hears these three words, Su Mengyao’s face will unconsciously appear in her mind.

She smiled helplessly and didn't think much about it.

"Really? But I don't think it looks good. You sales assistants only say nice things, but I won't be fooled!"

Hearing this voice, Su Muyan couldn't help but pause.

Is this considered a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road?

She didn't stay for long, mainly because Su Mengyao was a little difficult to deal with and didn't use her brain when she went out. She didn't want to waste her time on such a person.

However, things are so dramatic.

Su Mengyao, who was originally finding fault with the dress, suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the mirror.

Su Mengyao immediately turned to look at Su Muyan. When she was about to step out of the door, Su Mengyao suddenly called out, "Su Muyan?"

Su Muyan rolled her eyes speechlessly. Why was this person still lingering around?

She did not stop and turned a deaf ear to Su Mengyao's cries.

But Su Mengyao saw her reaction and thought she was afraid and trying to escape, so she lifted her skirt and walked quickly over to stand in front of her.

"I'm calling you! Why are you pretending to be deaf?" Su Mengyao glanced at her, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.