After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

From his eyes, Song Mai could tell that he really liked her.

In fact, through this period of time together, Song Mai could feel that Chu Yunxing's meticulous care for her far exceeded Ji Fenghe.

She understood that her feelings for Ji Fenghe were nothing more than gratitude, gratitude for his care during the past five years and gratitude for saving her life.

If it comes to talking about feelings, Song Mai doesn't feel anything.

I originally thought that I was not willing to accept the new life, but now it seems that I just couldn't get interested in Monsoon and the world.

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God. You have already helped them, and there is no need to feel sorry for them since they are so unrepentant." Song Mai smiled and blinked, his feelings not affected by their affairs.

Chu Yunxing also nodded, but soon realized something else.

He widened his eyes and couldn't help asking, "Do you remember everything?"

"No, I just remembered a few fragments." Song Mai shook his head slightly and spoke helplessly.

“That’s a good start.”

The two talked and laughed for a while, and suddenly heard An An's giggling voice coming from the back seat.

Song Mai turned his head and looked at An An's round eyes that kept darting between the two of them. He couldn't help but find it funny: "What happy things did you think of?"

"Mom, is there any story between you and Uncle Chu?"

Song Mai was stunned: "Why would you say that?"

"I feel like you two have a great understanding of each other." An An said and then laughed out loud, like a child playing a prank.

Song Mai looked at Chu Yunxing helplessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The car slowly stopped and Song Mai turned to look at the tall building.

This is the show that many designers dream of. Many people hope that the clothes they design can be exhibited on the show. This is the supreme honor for designers.

Chu Yunxing knew what he was thinking, and said thoughtfully: "If you want, you can also exhibit your own works now."

"This is different. I can't rely on anyone's care, not even you." Song Mai sighed helplessly.

An An took her hand and walked in with swagger.

As a young girl, she was very interested in everything. When she saw the clothes being displayed on prosthetic models beside the aisle, An An was so surprised that she couldn't move.

"Mom, this dress is so beautiful. It suits you so well."

This dress has a mermaid tail design and the hem is made of tassels, which sways beautifully when she walks.

Song Mai smiled but said nothing: "Mom, can you design clothes like this in the future?"

"Can An An wear the clothes that mommy designed?" An An tilted her little head and asked expectantly.

Song Mai nodded gently: "Of course, as long as you want."

“Are you a designer too?”

A blonde woman spoke, looking at Song Mai expectantly, then turned her gaze to An An.

"Such a beautiful dress, did you design it?"

The woman's eyes were full of surprise.

Song Mai nodded gently: "It's just a piece of clothing I made for my child. It can't be called a design."

"Such exquisite and beautiful clothes, I guess you are not an ordinary designer. If I am not mistaken, you should be the recently famous Bai Waner?"

The woman spoke Song Mai's name awkwardly, seeming to be thinking about something.

Song Mai nodded gently: "It's me, who are you?"

"My name is Diane, and I'm the director here. I just saw the clothes the child was wearing and I thought they were so exquisite, so I came here to ask about them."

Song Mai was extremely surprised that the person he was chatting with accidentally turned out to be the famous director Diane.

Diane had never expected to meet such a highly professional designer here, and she hugged her gently with joy on her face.

"I look forward to the day when your clothes appear at Fashion Week." Diane expressed her best wishes.

The two then exchanged contact information and agreed to meet next time.

Song Mai looked at the string of numbers with great joy: "I didn't expect that today would be my lucky day."

"Your dream will come true one day." Chu Yunxing said with a smile.

Song Mai suddenly thought of something and frowned subconsciously: "Could it be that this contact is because of you again?"

"Why do you say again?"

Song Mai didn't know why he said this word. He always felt that Chu Yunxing had helped him many times invisibly.

"You are lucky today. It has nothing to do with me." Chu Yunxing spoke softly to comfort her.

After Song Mai pondered for a moment, he whispered, "By the way, where are we going now?"

"We are not allowed to enter here now. I brought you here just to familiarize you with the situation here. Next, there is a more important task that I need your help to complete."

The mystery of Chu Yunxing's words surprised Song Mai for a moment.

The car drove for another ten minutes and stopped steadily in front of a shopping mall.

"What are you doing here?" Song Mai asked subconsciously.

This place is the most prosperous business district in the entire country, but the parking fee alone can be as high as hundreds of thousands.

"You need to have your own dress to attend the fashion week. Since you didn't have time to prepare, I thought of bringing you here to buy a dress." Chu Yunxing smiled and blinked, then squatted down and walked in holding An An.

"Let's go, An An. Uncle Chu is going to take you shopping."

Song Mai could only follow them helplessly and remind them to be careful.

Just when the two of them, one big and one small, were looking at a window, An An suddenly pointed to the side with a look of surprise on her face: "This dress is suitable for mom!"

Chu Yunxing turned around and found that the clothes really suited Song Mai.

It was a long skirt that dragged on the ground, retro and elegant, with the gems inlaid on the belt priceless, making the whole skirt look full of aristocratic atmosphere.

"An An has a very good vision." Chu Yunxing said with a smile, and then snapped his fingers.

Song Mai knew that the dress was expensive, and didn't want to owe Chu Yunxing anything for no reason, so she refused: "I'm just an audience, why do I need such expensive clothes?"

"You are a designer. Wearing this dress can better show your aesthetic taste and ability." Chu Yunxing argued and bought the dress without saying a word.

Song Mai had no choice but to go and try on the clothes.

When she walked out of the changing room, both Chu Yunxing and An An looked surprised.

From Song Mai's perspective, the two looked even more alike.

Song Mai looked at them helplessly and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

"Mom, this dress is so beautiful. You are now the most beautiful princess in my heart!" An An clapped her hands, her face full of joy.

Chu Yunxing couldn't help but nod his head in approval, and praised with a smile: "This dress is tailor-made for you."