beauty should be like this

Jin Fengxiao's scandals were spread one after another on the Internet, because the actor's scandals were constantly being picked up, and he still couldn't get off the hot search list. No matter whether his clothing business will be affected or not, the old-fashioned but unchanging male mistress is at least not suitable for appearing in front of the camera and playing a sunny and upright image.

Because of this, Zuo Yu, who was very worried, took the time to visit Wen Mu alone. After entering the door and taking a seat, he asked, "Did you make Jin like this just to help Qianqian?"

Wen Mu is always a combination of virtue and art, with a gentle and cultivated appearance. He is wearing an extremely soft black woolen sweater, sitting in the middle of the sofa with a charming smile: "Why do you think so?"

"Ah, it's not that I have any opinion on you, it's just that what happened was too coincidental, and now Qianqian has let out a sigh of relief... I can't help but feel that it has something to do with you." Zuo Yu was afraid that his wording was wrong, and explained Said: "After all, you are the one who cares about Qianqian."

"I'm not the only one who cares about him, I didn't do it." Wen Mu moved his deep eyes away.

"I didn't come here for any other reason, but I was afraid that Qianqian would suffer unpreparedly from that villain's revenge in the future. You also know that Qianqian likes fashion design, so it's inevitable that you will see that person up and down." Zuo Yu's politeness in this life was almost packaged up to show to his "father-in-law", and his shirt collar was covered in cold sweat.

Wen Mu is a master at reading movie lines, and it is very easy to catch the listener's attention when he speaks in ordinary times. He replied slowly: "Jin Fengxiao has a bad background, and he has done dirty things in order to get ahead. Just talking about plagiarism, an intern jumped off a building in Paris last year because he lost a lawsuit against him, the misery that Qianqian encountered was not enough for others, at least it will not attract attention now."

"But... what if Jin Fengxiao knows that Qianqian is your son? You are not an ordinary person." Zuo Yu asked again. He couldn't help but think that Wen Qianyu was like the purest piece of white paper in the world. polluted by anything.

"You know it if you know it." Wen Mu was very calm: "No one lives in a vacuum. Instead of worrying about it, you might as well help him become stronger. Flowers will wither anyway, and only trees can live upright."

Zuo Yu was speechless.

Wen Mu smiled: "Of course, I am very grateful that you have thought so much about Qianqian. I will leave Beijing next week to make a new movie. I hope you can continue to take care of him."

"Yeah." Zuo Yu asked all the questions he wanted to ask, got up and said, "Then I won't bother you today."

Just as Wen Mu was about to see her off, the nanny who was working suddenly brought in another guest.

Zuo Yu saw that the other party was very strange, but he was still deeply impressed by the oppressive feeling brought by the other party's tall figure and confident aura. He nodded slightly, and sensibly stopped making trouble, and strode out the door.

Wen Mu stood where he was, his calm face just now became very indifferent, and he said directly: "He Yun, you can either get out by yourself, or I'll ask someone to invite you out."

"That's your son's boyfriend? Does it look like that?" He Yun didn't seem to hear his sarcastic remarks at all, so he sat down on the sofa quite naturally, tasted the grapes on the coffee table, and then Ask: "How is it? I helped Qianqian solve the trouble. Are you satisfied?"

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In the clothing market for young girls, Liang Xi is very popular. The customized styles she launched throughout the year have always been the sales champions.

Although the silk and satin in the store are easy to sell, the design process involves sweat and painstaking efforts. Often, more than a dozen drafts are produced before five or six items can be finalized in the revision process.

Wen Qianyu was lucky to participate in the process this year, learned a lot from Liang Xi, and was deeply impressed by her pure imagination.

Although this woman is not considered young, she still has a living dream of a princess in her heart. The clothes depicted in the pen are really favored by young people of the same sex.

"Sister, you are very good, you can be consistent, you must know me..." Wen Qianyu almost mentioned his father, and should quickly change his words; "You must know that many artists, with the change of age and life, their mentality will also change. What can be created may not be able to continue to be maintained in the future.”

Liang Xi adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and continued to work hard at the table: "I don't like to think so much."

Wen Qianyu was beside her helping her organize the painting utensils, without further words.

"By the way, if you have a work, you can also submit it to the studio." Liang Xi suddenly looked up: "As long as it meets the brand's appeal, you can consider putting it on the store."

"Me?" Wen Qianyu was surprised.

Liang Xi smiled: "Yes, I think your previous little works are very good, especially the one that was stolen."

"Okay, I'll give it a try!" Wen Qianyu is a person who is easy to believe in himself, and immediately agreed happily.

"Well, just talk to Xu Hui about this matter." Liang Xi rubbed his temples: "I will go abroad to participate in a few activities next week, and I'm not in Beijing. You can help her more when you come to practice."

"Sister Xu Hui won't follow you?" Wen Qianyu was curious, after all, she was the official assistant and never left her.

"She's pregnant, and I want her to take it easy." Liang Xi was very happy: "I love petting children the most, and I'm considering starting a children's clothing sub-brand recently!"

"Then why don't you give birth yourself?" Wen Qianyu was curious.

Liang Xi's face instantly became stiff, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Wen Qianyu, who was sensitive in his heart, knew that he had accidentally stepped on a minefield, so he immediately whispered anxiously: "I was talking nonsense..."

Liang Xi finally smiled lightly: "It's okay, go home early after finishing today's work, you still have to focus on your studies now."

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Where have all the stars gone?

Whenever she looks at the night sky in Beijing, Wen Qianyu always has this question in her heart.

Why should such a beautiful thing disappear because of our greed?

He lay on the waterproof sofa by the pool and drank his red wine, looking up in a daze.

"Why don't you go to rest? Could it be that you can't sleep without me?" Zuo Yu finally finished his delayed work and came out of the study to find him.

Wen Qianyu got up slightly, waited for him to sit next to him, and immediately leaned against him gently, sighing: "I found that no matter how happy or happy a person is, there will always be an unhappy side. Life is fair."

Zuo Yu couldn't help laughing: "Little brat, you've become sentimental."

"Tell you that you don't understand, scumbag!" Wen Qianyu snorted.

Zuo Yu took his slender and fair hand, and suddenly pressed it to a place that was not suitable for children: "Do you mean it is thick here?"

Wen Qianyu collapsed, pushed him away and stared wide-eyed: "Are you shameless?"

Of course, the shameless Zuo Yu was overjoyed, and kept smirking at the little beauty.

Wen Qianyu had long since despaired of his shame, turned around and cleaned up the textbooks and sketchbooks she had left beside her and said, "Sleep, don't talk too much!"

Zuo Yu stretched out his arms to hug him and asked, "So you think someone is unhappy, why are you so worried?"

"Ms. Liang, today I mentioned having a baby to her, and she suddenly became depressed." Wen Qianyu said in a low voice, "Later, other sisters told me that she...she was raped and injured before, and she couldn't do it." gave birth..."

Zuo Yu finished listening silently: "But she is very successful in her career now, and Zhu Yan said that she has a good relationship with her husband, isn't that enough? And you just pretend that you don't know about this kind of thing, and that's how you treat her." The greatest mercy."

"I understand. I wouldn't ask her stupidly. I just want to express my feelings. Teacher Liang asked me to come back to design clothes today, and promised me that if I am suitable, I can be selected for EverSissi's summer new style." Wen Qianyu said.

When you like someone, you like everything about him.

Including seeing him in pajamas, with messy long hair, talking about the trivial things of the day, and feeling cute and charming from the bottom of his heart.

Zuo Yu raised his hand and rubbed Wen Qianyu's head: "Come on."

"Damn it, it ruined my hair." The little beauty immediately scolded him habitually, and picked up the comb beside her to tidy it up.

"Come, come, let me help you." Zuo Yu was full of interest.

"Then be careful, start from the bottom." Wen Qianyu was worried.

"I know, I helped my mother comb her hair and braid her hair when I was a child." Zuo Yu was full of confidence.

In the end, he was stupid and strong, and his clumsy hands still made Wen Qianyu feel sorry for his long hair, and muttered: "That means your mother doesn't dislike you..."

"You are dear too, so you can't dislike me!" Zuo Yu thought he combed him very well, so he patted his head and said, "It's ok, beautiful!"

Wen Qianyu couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Fool."

Zuo Yu laughed again: "You really look like Hua in the Legend of Zhen Huan..."

"Zhen Huan, you're tall. If I were from the Legend of Zhen Huan, I would give you a bottle of Crane Crown Red first!" Wen Qianyu threw all the books in his hand into his arms: "I'm going to wash my face."

Zuo Yu sat in the same place, looking at the thin and thin back that was gradually fading away, suddenly couldn't hold back the loneliness of the golden house, he really wanted to be honest with his parents, and then... that's it, no more Not to mention change.