when the moon whispers

Chapter 102 Girl-Customization

case three girls
27 customization
"...It seems that Yan Siding's bracelet is this one?"

"Ms. Yan's bracelet is indeed adjusted according to the basic template of this series of sets. It is a classic style designed by the founder, but for private customization, each one must be unique. Especially the design of this set A lot of inlaid colored gems are used, so no one finished work is exactly the same, and the price is also quite impressive." Shen Yue nodded first, then muttered about the memory for a while, and shook his head uncertainly: "Alone The finished design seems to have been placed in the safe at home..."

The content of the drawings is just evidence, and the design-related content sounds half-understood. Jiang Mo pondered for a moment and guided Shen Yue, who was accustomed to straying from the topic, to the key point: "Did Yan Sisi say anything when he came to make custom orders? For example, Do you bring it with you or give it as a gift? Is it possible that there will be the same model or something?"

"There's nothing special about it. Miss Yan is a big customer here. Our manager said she has been coming here often since she was still carrying a schoolbag. She is very cute, soft and soft, and speaks softly. I didn't ask for much - I just said it was a friendship bracelet for a good friend. Her friend likes bright decorations, so there are a lot of broken diamonds and gemstones embedded in them. When I brought this picture to me just now, I recognized it at a glance... "

Shen Yue tilted her head and glanced at the photos on Jiang Mo's phone, and looked intently at the evidence bag she had come into contact with. She roughly confirmed what she had guessed when she saw the news bulletin some time ago. She pursed her lips and didn't ask any questions. , only silent for a few seconds, suddenly realized that he had not yet answered Jiang Mo's doubts: "It is definitely impossible to bring it by yourself. Miss Yan is not in good health. The symptoms of metal allergy are quite obvious. As for whether it will be possible?" There will be collisions... I can't completely confirm this, but the design drafts of this series of sets have not been made public. In the past six months or so, in addition to this bracelet, a ring has been delivered separately a few days ago. Yes. Designers all have their own little thoughts, and there is no doubt whether it is their own work or an imitation of the same style."

Shen Yue nodded firmly, as if confirming his memory and judgment of the recent past to Officer Jiang, who was always harboring doubts and guesses: "On the day when the ring was delivered to the bracelet, the proof set artwork happened to be copied by someone from Shengcheng International. The manager or director saw it and came to inquire about the order... But I didn't recognize the person. He was too busy and didn't appoint a designer, so he left it to other colleagues."

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The sky was bright, and the sunlight, covering up a thin layer of haze, passed through the unobstructed floor-to-ceiling windows and softly sprinkled on the bed.

Xu Muyang groaned and rolled around on the messy bed. He burrowed into the quilt and took a deep breath. Then he poked out a smooth jade-like arm from the gap in the cocoon-wrapped quilt and rummaged through the clothes scattered at the foot of the bed. He picked up a shirt from Liang Ji, shook out the wrinkled fabric, and casually covered his clearly marked body.

Liang Ji probably heard the rustling movement in the bedroom. He tilted his body and glanced from the study room opposite the bedroom. He leaned against the door of the room with his slippers on and silently looked at the man with his messy hair staring at his hands. Xu Muyang, who was fascinated by the ring, walked to her with a smile and squeezed her shoulder: "Don't like this one?"

"How could you not like the private customization of Lou's jewelry? I remember my mother said that the jewelry she got married with was designed by Aunt Lou. She still treasures that set of jewelry to this day, and she usually doesn't even want to let me look at it. This ring seems to have been redesigned from the original draft left by Auntie Lou, right? So does this count as my parents’ blessing?” Xu Muyang shook his fingertips, leaned against Liang Ji, and meekly let him help him smooth the ring. Twisting her hair, she raised her head and raised her smile: "No matter how fast Lou's jewelry is customized, it will take two months... Director Liang, you have been planning this for a long time, right?"

"About?" Liang Ji leaned down and kissed Xu Muyangqin's bloody and dry lips, "I originally wanted to find time to propose properly, but seeing as you've been spending time at the base every day lately, it's better to make an early move. , to save others from worrying about it...it’s not too late to make up for it after the rituals and ceremonies.”

"You mean Lao Huo? I've known him for as long as you have, and we're almost half-siblings. Are you still worried about this guy trying to take advantage of you?"

Xu Muyang was so pecked that he wanted to laugh, so he decided to take off Director Liang's gold-rimmed glasses that were in the way and take advantage of the situation to fight back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his arm, Liang Ji had already seen it and moved away, pinching her cheeks to prevent The over-enthusiastic Manager Xu got close to him and said, "Don't talk about how good the two brothers are. They are both men. I am very aware of his little thoughts..."

Xu Muyang has been relying on her family's financial resources to travel around the country and abroad since she was a teenager. Naturally, she has her own way of survival. She can see the signs of insignificant emotional entanglements, but she will not spend money in the adult world. To finalize a right or wrong result, maintaining the status quo is sometimes a good choice - just like if Liang Ji had not spoken, she would never have put the engagement on the agenda.

She didn't answer or deny, she just let this elite who had a lot to do with his day take the time to get jealous, then hung on Liang Ji's back and followed his footsteps back to the study, leaning on his quite spacious home desk. He went up, glanced at the briefcase that had been put away, and hooked his knees with his toes: "Want to go out?"

"I helped bring a few classmates from lectures back today. I will go to the school to hand over the spare key to his office." Liang Ji picked up Xu Muyang's evil ankle and kissed it, then turned around and got into the cloakroom and rummaged through it twice. Put on a formal suit and motioned for her to help choose. After getting Xu Muyang's advice, he chose a classic Italian suit. He turned around and continued: "If the school ends earlier, I probably have to go back to the company. There is an internal meeting. Let's get it sorted out before New Year's Eve. Will you go home later or just stay here for a few days?" "I'm going back to the base. If you don't go to the University of Finance and Economics, I'll pack it up slowly and then drive - take a taxi back. "Xu Muyang pouted, talking about the grievances and regrets of having to find time to fall in love with a busy person at the end of the year, and then raised his head without giving up: "Then do you have time this weekend?"

Liang Ji didn't say anything, picked up his tie and walked back to the desk. He lowered his gaze and looked at Xu Muyang's knuckles holding the ring hanging up and down on the tie, and kissed the tip of her nose affectionately: "I Behave well and try to find time to go shopping with you on the weekends."

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The temporary substitute lectures did not require step-by-step teaching plans. Although Liang Ji went to the University of Finance and Economics many times during this period, he only opened the door to the psychological counseling office twice.

The circular corridor on the top floor is still a bit dizzying.Liang Ji probably came out of the elevator and walked around half a circle in the opposite direction. He slowed down slightly in front of the staff-only stairwell. He raised his head and looked left and right before finally locking the location of the psychological consultation room. He took out the spare key and opened the door. Consulting room door panel.

There seemed to be a faint smell of some kind of women's perfume flowing in the room.

The azaleas on the windowsill seemed to have been soaked with water. The overflowing water flowed into the back of the radiator in streams. The leaves were dry and yellow, and even the bright flowers in bloom were listless and soft. The petals bloomed at the moment when they were stirred by the draft. There was a very soft sound, like a cry for relief after being tortured.

Liang Ji stared silently at the branches and leaves of the flowers that were gently swayed by the wind, prayed silently for a moment, picked up the flower pots, and threw them into the trash can.

"Clang!"

"Tuk-tuk...tuk."

The crisp cracking sound of a ceramic flowerpot and three slightly delayed knocks on the door rang in Liang Ji's ears.He glanced at the time first, thinking that Mu Hong had already rushed back. He was about to turn around and joke with a smile, "Why should I knock on the door of my office?" When he turned around, he saw a pair of frightened eyes wandering away in a daze. Between him and the flower pot still in full bloom in the trash can.

"It's sick. It's been cared for and nourished too much, and its roots have rotted. If it's not taken care of, it will die." Liang Ji curled up his lips and explained softly, his eyes moving from the girl's face to her tightly grasped On the shoulder bag, "Are you here to see Teacher Mu Hong?"

The girl was nervous unconsciously, always hovering on the edge of the door frame: "Yes. I heard that Teacher Mu Hong is coming back today, so... I came over to take a look."

"That's it..." Liang Ji looked at the girl's expression with interest and glanced at the time on the wall clock thoughtfully: "Then wait here for a while. He said he would go directly to school after getting off the plane. Come, and then go do other things. Depending on the time... you're probably not far from school."

(End of this chapter)