Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

next Tuesday?
Song Yuening carefully recalled her plans for next week, and then shook her head.

"No, you go help me and tell the planner that I have to take leave next Tuesday because I have something to do. I'm not in the company, so I can't be present at the event."

Ask for leave?

The assistant looked at Song Yuening in surprise.

You must know that Song Yuening is a well-known "workaholic". She is usually the busiest person in the company. Even if she is on vacation, she will handle the work at hand and hand over the work before leaving the company.

Such a person would actually ask for leave?
This is really rare.

Seeing her little assistant looking at her in shock, Song Yuening couldn't help laughing and raised her hand to pat her shoulder twice.

"What are you doing standing around? Let's go. I'm going to take leave next Tuesday, so I have to arrange my work for next week in advance."

"It's been quite busy this week."

The reason why Song Yuening took leave on Tuesday is simple.

The Gu family will recently participate in a group centenary celebration event, and almost everyone in the Gu family will be present, including Song Yuening of course.

However, Song Yuening had never participated in such an occasion before, so all matters were arranged by Gu's mother.

Next Tuesday she will meet with a team of stylists to design clothes and looks for the centenary celebration.

Time flies, and Tuesday comes in the blink of an eye.

Gu's mother took Song Yuening to the clothing store and pushed her in without waiting for any further questions.

"Ning Ning, my mother has made an appointment with a good friend to go to a beauty salon for a SPA. As for you, try on your makeup and choose clothes here first. If the things here are not to your liking, then call and tell your mother. Mom, can you find another home for you?"

Song Yuening looked helpless at the styling team store in front of her that was not open to the public and only served VIP customers.

"Mom, actually, whether it's makeup or clothes, I can do it myself. There's really no need to bother like this. Wouldn't it be a bit too showy?"

After hearing these words, Gu's mother looked at Song Yuening with some disapproval. The hatred in her eyes almost overflowed.

"What are you talking about? You are the eldest lady of our Gu family. No matter how big the ostentation is, it is not a big show. These are things you should enjoy. Mom hopes that you can accept all this with peace of mind, okay?"

Ever since Song Yuening returned to the Gu family, Gu's mother wanted to give her all the best things she could think of.

But Song Yuening was used to living the old life and didn't really like such a "luxury" life, so she rarely accepted it.

Originally she was unwilling to accept this time, but looking at Gu's mother's expectant look, she finally nodded and agreed.

"Okay, Mom, I understand. You go ahead and do your work. I can choose the makeup and clothes by myself. When I finish choosing, I will show it to you and let you see if my vision is the best."

Song Yuening made a playful little joke, which made Mother Gu chuckle. She reached out and tapped Song Yuening's nose twice in annoyance.

"You're such a weird girl, you just know how to make your mother laugh. Okay, I'm leaving now. If you need anything, you can call me anytime. Got it?"

After Gu's mother left, Song Yuening walked into the store.

As soon as she entered, someone came over to receive her warmly.

"Hello, are you Miss Song?" The woman who received Song Yuening had a smile on her face. After confirming Song Yuening's identity, she led her inside.

"Ms. Song, let's first choose the clothes you want to wear on the day of the celebration. After we decide on the clothes, we will choose the makeup you want to wear, and then match it with other jewelry. What do you think?"

Song Yuening was a little uncomfortable with her enthusiastic look, but she still nodded, thanked her, and followed her in.

A dazzling array of dresses of various colors were hung on the hangers. Song Yuening followed the woman's footsteps and shuttled among these expensive clothes, feeling that she was almost dazzled.

She wanted to stop and calm down, but the woman's voice kept echoing in her ears.

"Ms. Song, you have a very good figure and your body proportions are also perfect. I suggest you wear a long skirt that pinches your waist, which can perfectly show off your waistline. Of course, a backless long skirt is also acceptable. because……"

Song Yuening raised her hand and tapped her eyes twice: "I'm sorry to interrupt you a little. Can I..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Yuening heard a female voice not far away.

"The clothes you have here are getting more and more ugly. They are not as fashionable as when I came to you for styling in the early years. I said, after all, you are also a well-known styling team in this circle. Can you do more on the clothes? Put some thought into it?"

This familiar voice reached Song Yuening's ears, leaving her stunned for a moment.

There was no other reason. This voice felt too familiar to Song Yuening, but for a while she couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was because they seemed to have not seen each other for a long time.

She took two quick steps, walked around the corner, and immediately saw Tang Wanran standing in front of a huge fitting mirror, gesturing for clothes on her body.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Tang Wanran seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Her long curly hair was cut a little shorter, but it could still be let down.It just turned into a bigger wave.

The red high-heeled shoes she always liked have also turned into black. She seems to be much more restrained, but the length of the heels of the high-heeled shoes is a few centimeters higher, making her look much more domineering.

Tang Wanran was carefully choosing clothes and did not notice the sight from behind him.

She threw the piece of clothing she had just tried on into the arms of the man next to her and complained.

"Why are you just watching from the side? Did you agree to come with me to try on clothes this time and give me more opinions? Why are you just looking at me now without saying a word?"

"What a log."

Only then did Song Yuening notice that there was a foreign man standing next to Tang Wanran.

The other person is wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his upright posture makes it difficult to look away after one glance.

Because the distance was quite far and the other party deliberately lowered his voice when speaking, Song Yuening did not hear clearly what the foreign man said to Tang Wanran.

Just as she was about to change directions and avoid Tang Wanran from choosing clothes, she suddenly saw the foreign man suddenly take off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing his exotic face.

After Song Yuening saw his appearance clearly, she was suddenly stunned.

In the flash of lightning, something seemed to flash through her mind, but it was fleeting and not captured by her.

Strange, why does she think this foreign man looks familiar?

It was as if they had met somewhere a long time ago.