Become the contract spirit of the villain

"Just this set."

Jun Mingyue chose the middle one among the clothes displayed in a row.

At this time, they had returned from a business trip, and Qin Shujue told him that Yan Xiuyu's clothes had been partially finished, and he needed to come and try them on in person, and he could tell in advance if they were not suitable or needed to be changed.

As a well-known fashion designer in China, Yan Xiuyu's level need not be questioned.

The few pieces she discussed with Jun Mingyue before had sample clothes. She modified a part according to Jun Mingyue's figure, and soon had a preliminary finished product.

But Jun Mingyue was surprised to find that Yan Xiuyu actually put an extra white dress inside.

And he obviously liked that dress even though he had never seen the blueprint.

Jun Mingyue fell in love with it at a glance.

Without Yan Xiuyu's reminder, he consciously picked up the suit and went to the fitting room next door to change.

Qin Shujue sat on the sofa outside and waited for him.

When he saw the dress chosen by the young man, his eyes froze indiscernibly.

That is……

He looked at Yan Xiuyu.

Yan Xiuyu smiled at him, "It suits him well, doesn't it?" Her eyes were bright, as if she could see through everything, "If I'm not mistaken, you also want him to wear this dress to attend the banquet with you."

Yan Xiuyu is not married, she dedicated her life to fashion design.

Her young dream is to create the most suitable clothes for everyone who asks her to make clothes. In just a few decades, she has made thousands of pieces, watched countless people, what each person thinks, and his every move Yan Xiuyu knew exactly what it represented.

Ever since Qin Shujue brought someone to her place, Yan Xiuyu knew what this person was thinking.

Even Qin Shujue hadn't discovered it at the time.

just another person...

Yan Xiuyu looked at the fitting room, she turned her head and said to Qin Shujue: "Be nice to that doll, don't be too extreme. Sometimes, showing weakness and being soft can move people's hearts more."

She knew exactly what kind of person Qin Shujue was.

If you like it, you must get it, if you don't get it, you will destroy it.

He can endure and has means, but he also becomes crazy and no one can stop him.

Yan Xiuyu had a good impression of Jun Mingyue, so she naturally didn't want him to be cornered by Qin Shujue.

And that child, she sometimes has a strange feeling.

Yan Xiuyu couldn't tell, so she had to remind: "Don't force them to be with you by the way you used to deal with those people."

Qin Shujue raised her eyelids and said flatly, "I know what I'm doing."

"Oh, then I won't persuade you much." Yan Xiuyu shook her head.

Counting the time, Jun Mingyue should be coming out soon, she looked in the direction of the fitting room.

In the next second, the door of the fitting room was opened, and a handsome young man in white clothes walked out from it.

Men's dresses generally do not have as many styles and complicated accessories as women's dresses, but Yan Xiuyu cleverly embroidered golden patterns on the cuffs and hem of the clothes, and the extremely thin golden silk thread outlined the whole set of clothes in a low-key and luxurious look.

The buttons of the clothes are made of valuable gemstones, and the pattern of the tie is simple and elegant. Every part seems to be carefully carved, imperceptibly revealing the meaning of nobility.

Excitement and joy filled Yan Xiuyu's eyes.

She knew that Jun Mingyue would suit this dress very well, but when he actually put it on, it gave her a different feeling.

Gentleness and tranquility, elegance and luxury are all subtly controlled by him.

She always thought that as long as she could dress calmly and elegantly, she would be perfect. Who would have thought that Jun Mingyue's temperament was comparable to Qin Shujue's.

"This dress can be worn on your body, it's worth my whole life!" Yan Xiuyu excitedly took the young man's hand and said incoherently, "You must wear it, put on my favorite work and attend the event together!"

For fashion designers, it is the most proud thing for their works to be worn by the right people.

She thought it was her luck that Qin Shujue could wear the black one, but Jun Mingyue gave her a pleasant surprise.

Yan Xiuyu didn't know how to express her feelings, so she could only hold onto the young man's hand and keep looking at him.

The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she was, and she even imagined the scene of the two wearing it out.

Jun Mingyue tilted his head, not understanding what she meant, "We? Together?"

"Xiao Jue also has a dress of the same style, but his is black." Yan Xiuyu calmed her thoughts, took a few steps back, and looked at the man on the sofa who was staring at Jun Mingyue intently, "My wish in my lifetime is Someone could wear those two outfits together."

She turned her back to Jun Mingyue and winked.

Stop staring blankly on the sofa, express yourself quickly!

Yan Xiuyu felt extremely helpless.

How could this normally shrewd person have become a piece of wood now!

Fortunately, Qin Shujue quickly understood what she meant.

He got up, walked in front of Jun Mingyue, straightened his collar, his movements were delicate and gentle, "I can't refuse what Teacher Yan means, what do you think?"

Jun Mingyue looked down at him, bent his eyes, and responded with a slight smile: "Yes."

"Okay." Qin Shujue said, "This dress fits very well, and there is no need to change it."

Jun Mingyue tried on the rest of the clothes, and found that the details of a few pieces needed to be changed, so he stayed in Yan Xiuyu's shop for a while.

When she came out, Qin Shujue walked behind, holding a box for clothes.

Jun Mingyue wanted to hold the box, but Qin Shujue refused to let him touch it.

As a migrant worker, he couldn't beat the boss, so he could only open the car door for him and watch him carefully put the box into the car.

The two went home together.

Just as soon as he went back, Jun Mingyue realized that something was wrong with the Qin family's villa.

Too quiet.

Like no one.

When I came out this morning, there were still housekeepers and servants working in the villa. Why was there no one in the afternoon?

"I gave them half a day off." As if knowing what he was thinking, Qin Shujue walked from behind and said, "They have all gone back, and now there are only two of us at home."

Without the busy servants, the huge Qin family villa became empty for a moment.

Jun Mingyue was thoughtful, he seemed to have encountered such a situation in his memory.

He asked directly: "Have you ever done this before?"

Qin Shujue held the box and nodded slightly, "One day every month I send people out for a period of time, and I am the only one at home."

He didn't say why.

Jun Mingyue wasn't an inquisitive person, so he didn't ask, and only said: "Then do I need to go out?"

Qin Shujue didn't want anyone at home, so naturally he shouldn't have followed.

Qin Shujue said, "No need."

"You can make an exception."

His voice was so weak that it was hard to discern his emotions.

From Jun Mingyue's perspective, he could only see his backlit figure.The shadow blurred his expression, making it hard to see clearly.

His eyes moved, and he couldn't help but move a little closer to the man.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Qin Shujue, "You..."

Why do you look sad?

For the first time, Qin Shujue refused his approach.

He dodged sideways, "Come on, go and open the door for me first."

He was still holding the box in his hand, strode ahead, lowered his head slightly, his messy hair covered his eyes, and stopped looking at Jun Mingyue.

Jun Mingyue sighed helplessly and could only follow him.

In the living room, Qin Shujue put the box on the table, held Jun Mingyue back and walked to the second floor.

During this period, he didn't say a word, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

The intersecting fingers of two people have completely different temperatures.

The man's fingers were very cold, and Jun Mingyue couldn't help but take the initiative to hold his hand tightly, trying to bring him some warmth.

Qin Shujue led him past the room of the two of them, and walked deep into it.

He didn't stop until he reached the innermost point.

It was a room that Jun Mingyue had never been to, or in other words, it was almost ignored by everyone.

And when all the rooms use smart locks, only this room still uses the old-fashioned key and lock hole configuration.

The atmosphere around Qin Shujue dropped to freezing point at an unknown moment.

He took a silver key from his close pocket.

After turning the key twice on the door, a new world appeared.

Jun Ming looked over in surprise, the layout inside was incompatible with the villa, full of romantic atmosphere.

Like a young girl's room, full of greenness and sweetness.

The fresh colors and various artistic illustrations in the room almost make people feel like they are in a dream world.

A corner of the bay window with a white gauze curtain was exposed, and one could see the most beautiful corner of the villa.

"It's beautiful, this is my mother's room." Qin Shujue's voice rang in his ears.

He took his hand and walked across the room.

Every time he passed a painting, Qin Shujue would tell him the story of the painting.

Some paintings were created by famous artists, and some paintings were painted by his mother.

As if he had forgotten the posture of the two of them, he held Jun Mingyue's hand tightly, and finally came to the only real photo in the whole room.

It was a black-and-white portrait, and the woman in the painting had bright eyebrows, lively and beautiful.

A closer look is very similar to Qin Shujue.

It's just that she has more girlish vivacity than Qin Shujue's gorgeous eyebrows.

"This is my mother." Qin Shujue said looking at the portrait.

Jun Mingyue had already guessed.

He looked solemn and bowed respectfully.

Qin Shujue didn't stop him.

When Jun Mingyue got up, he said, "My mother said that if you meet that person, you should bring him here to show her."

There was a lot of meaning in his words.

He didn't expect to bring Jun Mingyue here so soon.

But recently he was in a panic, and when he thought about the three-month contract, he felt even more urgent.

Jun Mingyue didn't know if he understood.

He just looked at the photo and said without looking back: "Madam, your child is very good, he is excellent."

Qin Shujue looked at him sharply, his eyes sparkling.

Jun Mingyue continued: "He treats me very well, we are very good friends."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of him in the future."

After the two sentences were finished, Jun Mingyue bent down again to salute.

After hearing this, Qin Shujue clenched her fingers tightly, her nails almost seeping into her palm.

With a stern expression on his face, he asked coldly: "Jun Mingyue, what do you mean?"