his little rose

The 40-square-meter house has a bedroom, bathroom, living room, study and storage room.The storage room occupies nearly [-] square meters, but it still looks crowded.The living room, study and other places outside are all neat and clean, but the storage room is particularly messy and crowded.

The storage room isn't dirty, it's just stuffed with stuff.On the huge solid wood table are a Weijin embroidery machine, a sewing machine, and several half-finished clothes.There were also at least ten mannequins in the storage room, male and female, full and half-length, naked and clothed.

There are also a lot of fabrics piled up in the storage room, fabrics of various colors and styles, just like a well-equipped designer studio.

Song Chao regarded this storage room as his designer studio, and he liked FashionDesign.

But his family did not agree with him to learn, and arranged for him a way early.Let him choose a finance major in college, and then join his own company to help out after graduation.The family has always regarded clothes as his hobby. They don't know what design is, and they don't want to understand it.

Song Chao is too well-behaved, he doesn't want to quarrel with his family who loves and dotes on him.Only when the college entrance examination is approaching, I desperately design and make clothes.

The heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains were pulled down, letting in a little light.The storage room was dim, save for a small lamp.

The figure lying on the table looked particularly thin, and rustling sounds could be heard from time to time.Pen crumbs and eraser debris accumulate more and more, and the beautiful models under the pen become more and more clear and perfect.The beautiful eyebrows are tightly frowned, and the beautifully curved and slightly raised red lips are tightly pursed like a smile, and the bead in the middle of the lips is as attractive as if there is dew in it, looking forward to a lover's kiss.The long eyelashes hang down, occasionally trembling slightly.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the old lady of the Song family called out lovingly: "Bao'er? Little Bao'er, grandma is here to see you."

Suddenly, with a stroke of the pen, an ugly scratch ruined the result of hours of hard work.

Song Chao pursed his lips, staring at the painting on the table without any disturbance.With an inaudible sigh, she raised her head and said, "Wait a minute, grandma. I'll go out right away." Then he grabbed the painting on the table, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can at his feet accurately.

Standing up and opening the door, the benevolent Mrs. Song was holding a plate with a bowl of egg custard.Song Chao took the plate casually, took the old lady's hand and walked to the living room, looked up at the clock on the wall casually, and pointed at 09:30.

The brows were obviously frowned, "Grandma, it's 09:30. Why are you still awake?"

The old lady of the Song family is in her eighties this year.She lost her husband in the early years and worked hard to raise the older children, but her body is still very strong.In the past few years, I have enjoyed blessings, and people have also received some blessings, but I am old after all.The family doctor who came every month said that the old lady should go to bed early and get up early, and exercise more.

The Song family made a rule to jointly supervise the old lady Song to go to bed at nine o'clock and treat her like a baby.The old lady is grateful for the filial piety of her children, and has always followed the doctor's advice, except for the occasional temper tantrum and refused to go to bed early.Like now.

The old lady looked at her only little grandson pitifully, "Xiao Baoer, eat egg custard. Grandma loves you, and you are the only one who loves you."

This appearance, these words, it sounds like he was wronged outside.

The old lady tends to be awkward when she is wronged outside, she has to be coaxed by Song Jiabao'er.

Song Chao put the plate on the table, hugged the old lady's still very thin shoulders, and coaxed in a low voice: "Which person outside is following you again? I will accompany you there to seek justice."

With these words, the old lady smiled.

Patting the back of Song Chao's hand, he complained: "Isn't she the old lady of the Lin family? She has been showing off in front of me tonight, taking her granddaughter with her, and wandering around in front of me every minute. They are talking about how filial her granddaughter is, I stay with her every day, and I can't drive her away. Then she said to me in a weird way, "Mrs. Song, where is your filial grandson? When will you bring her out to have a look?" Look, look, she is taking my grandson What kind of casual person? Let her see, she thinks beautifully!"

The old lady likes to dance in the square, and every night she goes to the block to dance for an hour or two.When forty or fifty old ladies get together, they don't like to show off themselves, but they like to show off the filial piety of their children and descendants.The old lady showed off her baby there every night, and offended another old lady Lin who was always against her.

Tonight, that old lady Lin brought her granddaughter over to bury old lady Song.The old lady Song was so angry that she felt wronged as soon as she got home.

Song Chao rubbed his forehead amusedly, looked at the old lady and muttered with displeasure.Secretly said: An eighty-year-old man and a three-year-old child, the more they live, the more vigorous they are. It is true.

Patting the old lady on the shoulder, Song Chao promised: "Let's not argue with her, I will accompany you tomorrow. Kill her prestige and find a place for you."

The old lady was cheered up and went to bed obediently.Before leaving, she also told Song Chao to eat egg custard quickly. She had already told Mrs. Yun to clean up later.

Mrs. Yun was hired by the Song family and was responsible for taking care of the Song family.

Song Chao sent the old lady away with a smile, turned around and threw himself into the fabric sofa, motionless.

He was annoyed, and the closer he was to the college entrance examination, the more annoyed he became.

After the college entrance examination, his interest will be deprived and his future path will be determined.But he is really not interested in his own business, on the contrary, he is the eldest sister, a strong woman.Who would not accept the position of general manager in his own company?

The Song Dynasty preferred the eldest sister to inherit the company, but the Song family still treats their daughter well, and their thinking is still old-fashioned.It is believed that the family business must be inherited by boys, and girls are given freedom, and they still have to marry in the end.

Recently, the hall sister has been forced to marry.

well!It's just too annoying.

Song Chao turned a lot of ideas in his head, and then passed them one by one. After thinking about it, he fell asleep in a daze.Before falling asleep, he thought in a daze, if it really didn't help him, he could just find someone he liked and marry him.

EG Country South Kensington.6:30 London time.

Elegant yet warm living room, typical British style with fireplace.On the right front is the porch, and directly in front of it is a clean and gorgeous fireplace. In front of the fireplace is a complete set of sofas and long tables. The long table is covered with white tablecloths with hollow patterns, and beautiful flower arrangements and fruit baskets are placed in the center.

The left end of the sofa is an open tea room with a small brown solid wood table and four stools, which is very casual.That's the place to drink afternoon tea, facing the two-meter-high large floor-to-ceiling windows.The floor-to-ceiling windows adopt a diamond-shaped lattice shape, divided into two pieces on the left and right, and four pieces on the top and bottom, each one meter long.Dark red floor-to-ceiling curtains hung on both sides, which were opened and closed by each of them.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a garden, but there are not many flowers in the garden.They are all evergreen plants, mostly shrubs and vines. Because they are pruned all the year round, they don't feel cold but elegant.Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the first thing you see is a winding path with beautifully pruned vines at both ends, some of which are dotted with small flowers, like the garden of nobles in fairy tales, which is very interesting.

There is a black and white piano at the right end of the living room. It looks old, but it is well maintained.In front of the piano is a bookshelf split from the wall, a whole wall of bookshelves.

From the small living room, you can see that the decoration of the whole house is very tasteful, elegant and warm.If it is a winter afternoon, it will snow outside South Kensington. There is a layer of snow on the ground that reaches the ankles, and there are still snowflakes in the sky.In the living room, the fireplace is burning, the soft sofa, the bookshelf on the side, the books with beautifully marked books are spread out, the lazy cat, the steaming afternoon tea and exquisite refreshments, and the drowsy people .

What a sweet picture.

But it is summer now, and the sun has just risen in the early morning, and the living room is still quite cool, neither hot nor stuffy.The door of the living room opened, and a man walked in.It broke the tranquility of the room, and even injected a bit of vitality into the living room.

There is a word that can be used to describe the living room at this moment, full of splendor.

The man was too good-looking, with light yellow hair that was close to white hair hanging down, and the hair was extremely soft.It flew up slightly with every slight movement.Broad forehead, high nose bridge, thin lips, deep eyes, dark silver in color, extremely beautiful.Being stared at by his eyes, you can't walk, because it's too deep and affectionate, even though it doesn't actually have any emotion.His skin is fair, and his temperament is like a beautiful duke who accompanied a lady to a ball in the [-]th century.

The man is nearly 1.9 meters tall. He is thin but powerful, very explosive, like a leopard on the prairie, elegant, charming and dangerous.

The man's name is Albert. Rother, the eldest son of the Rother financial family.At the same time, he is the newly born sixth generation Duke of Rosier.

The Rossell family is not very famous in the world, but it is a familiar family among the top giants and royal families.It is a financial family that has survived for six generations, and it is the only family that has won the Duke Medal personally awarded by the Queen by virtue of its wealth.

That was in the third generation of the Rossell family, and now, the Rossell family has a sixth-generation duke.No one knows how far the Rossell family has developed, because the companies under the Rossell family insist on not being listed or publicized, and all important positions are held by family members.

Most importantly, the Rossell family is very low-key.They never accept interviews from the media.

Albert sat down, and as soon as his slender fingers touched the keys of the piano, Elvira walked in.Lazy on the sofa like a cat.

Elvira is a cat-like elf girl, who just turned 20 this year, and is the youngest girl in the Rossell family.Smart and cunning, but restless and lazy for his age.

Albert didn't look at his only sister, he lowered his eyes and pressed the keys.

The smooth, cheerful and gentle ditty slowly flows out, filling the entire living room and awakening the vitality in the morning.

It's a nice song, but unfortunately the only audience present didn't appreciate it.

Elvira yawned, and she played all night.

"Albert, I heard you are going to China?"