shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 50
"Of course." Song Wanwan looked at Song Nian adoringly, "I'll take you to my design studio."

Watching Song Nian and Song Wanwan take the elevator upstairs, Huang Shuting looked at Song Yinghui: "It's the first time I see this Queen, but I think she gives me a feeling of deja vu."

It seemed familiar there, but Huang Shuting couldn't tell.

Different from Huang Shuting's vigilance, Song Yinghui didn't take it seriously: "He is an internationally renowned designer that Wanwan hired from abroad at a high price. He only designs wedding dresses for noble and wealthy families. Chinese, who grew up abroad, how do you know him?"

When Song Nian was mentioned, Song Yinghui couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

As expected, she grew up abroad. Domestic women can't compare to her style and charm. Just thinking about it can't help but make her heart flutter. If she can kiss Fangze, she will be like a ghost even if she dies under a peony flower.

When Song Yinghui said this, Huang Shuting also felt that she was thinking too much.

Song Yinghui glanced at his wife, "I see, you are looking at her young, beautiful and charming, and thinking of yourself as an old man, you are jealous."

Huang Shuting wanted to explain, but Song Yinghui had already gone upstairs, and she stood there speechless with her mouth open.

Upstairs, Song Wanwan Design Studio.

"Queen." After receiving her design draft, Song Wanwan turned and walked towards Song Nian who was in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, "Here are some designs I made for the wedding dress I want, can you help me see it?"

What Song Wanwan thought was that if she could get the Queen's guidance for a while, when she returned to work in the company, she would be able to show off for a long time.

Song Nian's attention was withdrawn from the big tree downstairs, and her eyes fell on the design draft that Song Wanwan handed over. After a glance, she looked away and said in a soft voice——

"Miss Song is a design student, and she also works in a design company. It doesn't suit your identity to produce works of this level."

Implicit:

Really low.

Being slapped in the face by the Queen, Song Wanwan's little face turned red and then turned white. The variety of changes is wonderful.

But the person standing in front of her was a grand master in their industry and even in the world. She was angry and didn't dare to show it, so she could only embarrass herself with a smile, "I made the Queen laugh."

In order to alleviate the embarrassment caused by herself, Song Wanwan poured water and handed it to Song Nian: "Queen, I want to ask you, do you have any ideas and inspiration for the design of my new wedding dress?"

What she thinks is that if there is no one, she will provide it, and the Queen will be responsible for drawing it and designing it.

Song Nian didn't take the water that Song Wanwan poured, and passed her to flip through the design works that Song Wanwan had discarded casually, "Miss Song, I haven't received Mr. Fu's request for me to design a new wedding dress."

As soon as these words came out, Song Wanwan's face turned pale, and a look of unnaturalness flashed in her eyes.

Everyone thought that Queen was hired by her at a high price to design her wedding dress, but it was not the case.

Who is the Queen, and who is Song Wanwan?Is it something she can invite casually? Queen was invited by Fu Junyu, not Song Wanwan.She just confuses the public and misunderstands everyone.

Sitting on the revolving chair, Song Nian's left leg was draped over his right leg, looking elegant and extravagant. His peach blossom eyes looked at Song Wanwan, "If you want me to design a new wedding dress, you have to ask Mr. Fu."

Looking Song Wanwan up and down, Song Nian killed her heart: "My employer is Mr. Fu, not Ms. Song."

Song Wanwan was furious. She worshiped and respected the Queen as an idol, but it seemed that the Queen didn't give her any face at all. She taunted her everywhere and trampled her dignity on the ground.

What nonsense, Song Wanwan looked at Song Nian: "The Queen seems to have forgotten that I am Junyu's fiancée, and I have the right to order you to design a new wedding dress for me."

(End of this chapter)