Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Xie family.

Xie Zitao was sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, with one leg raised and leaning back casually. After hearing the sound at the entrance, he lazily looked up and saw clearly who was in the entrance. He showed a bored expression.

"Why are you back?"

Didn’t you say you were going to travel outside to relax?

Xie Zitao originally wanted to travel with Song Yuening and the others, but considering that Xie Mingyuan was also there, and it was Xie Mingyuan who proposed this trip, he hesitated again and again and still did not go with them.

After all, the current relationship between him and Xie Mingyuan is indeed very stiff.

"Brother Zitao, I'm here to play with you!"

Before Xie Mingyuan opened his mouth, Song Nian'an behind him couldn't hold it in any longer?

She grabbed Xie Mingyuan's clothes, revealed a small head from behind him, and waved happily to Xie Zitao sitting on the sofa.

"Have you missed me? I miss you very much! Brother Zitao, why don't you go with us on this trip? Let me tell you, there are many fun things on the beach, and I also picked up many beautiful things. I might as well share the shells with you later!"

Song Nian'an noticed the confusion and panic on Xie Zitao's face after seeing her, but she didn't care. Instead, she jogged to Xie Zitao's side, stretched out her hand and hugged his arm affectionately.

She didn't know what happened between Xie Zitao and Xie Mingyuan, but just based on the details of the relationship between the two, Song Nian'an could guess something.

He didn't understand what happened between them as "adults", so she wouldn't ask them to reconcile on her own initiative, so she pretended not to know anything and kept the two bowls of water even.

"I have something to do, so I didn't go with you."

Xie Zitao didn't want Song Nian'an to know about the conflict between him and Xie Mingyuan, so he just brushed off his questions vaguely.

After saying this, he subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Mingyuan who was standing not far away.

Seeing him raising his eyebrows teasingly at her, she felt a little unhappy.

Obviously this matter is not his problem alone, so why can Xie Mingyuan stand there and watch the fun?

Xie Zitao was the kind of child with a lively mind. When he saw Song Nian'an sitting next to him, talking to him with interest about the interesting things he saw while traveling, he couldn't help but sigh softly and pretended to be disappointed.

"It would be great if I could go on a trip with Nian An and you guys, but it's a pity that my uncle..."

The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, leaving Song Nian'an to figure out the rest.

Song Nian'an blinked and looked at Xie Zitao's somewhat sad look with his watery eyes. He immediately turned his head and glared at Xie Mingyuan.

She put her hands on her hips, stood up from the sofa, walked up to Xie Mingyuan in a few steps, and loudly accused him.

"Uncle Xie, tell the truth, are you bullying brother Zitao? Otherwise, why wouldn't brother Zitao want to travel with us?"

"What you are doing is wrong! You are already an adult, why can't you give in to brother Zitao?"

Xie Mingyuan didn't expect that the fire would suddenly burn his body. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked up at Xie Zitao, who was sitting on the sofa and watching the fun at him.

"You have to ask your brother Zitao about this. I would like to take him with me, but he is unwilling."

The eyes of the big one and the small one collided in the air. Song Nian'an wrinkled her nose. She could only smell the smell of gunpowder smoke in a daze, but she shook her head again and muttered "impossible" in her heart.

"I don't care. Anyway, Uncle Xie, you are bullying Brother Zitao! Let's do this. You take us two out to play today and treat us two to dinner. You can buy Brother Zitao whatever he wants. In this way, it will be regarded as your apology. La, how's it going?"

Xie Zitao originally wanted to refuse directly, but Xie Mingyuan did not hesitate and agreed directly, which surprised even Xie Zitao. He couldn't help but look in the direction of Xie Mingyuan, and the surprise in his eyebrows seemed to be asking Xie Mingyuan.

Are you crazy?

Xie Mingyuan only glanced at him and then looked away, then waved to Song Nian'an calmly.

"Then let's set off now."

……

studio.

Song Yuening looked at the series of detailed information placed on the table by her assistant, and suddenly felt a little pain in her temples.

She raised her hand and gently massaged her temples with her fingers. After the pain subsided a little, the assistant brought her another piece of news that bothered her.

"Teacher Song, the batch of clothes that have been copied from us are selling very well in the market now. Because of their low prices and good quality, they have gained a good reputation among consumers. If we stand up and expose them, We probably won’t get the effect we want.”

In today's era, it is extremely difficult for original creators to protect their rights.

Not only because of the clever methods of plagiarists, but also because of some popular factors.

Others don't understand what kind of rules there are in their design circles. They only know that these clothes are cheap and easy to wear, so when someone asks that these plagiarized clothes be taken off the shelves, these people will be the first to stand up and stop them.

Nowadays, those plagiarized clothes have won the favor of many passers-by. If you stand up to defend your rights at this time, I am afraid you will be greatly obstructed.

Whenever Song Yuening thinks about how troublesome it is, she feels particularly headache.

She looked at the nervous assistant in front of her and said helplessly for a moment.

"Why are you so nervous? This is not your problem, I won't blame you. Now let's think about what to do. By the way, have the design drafts placed in my office been moved?"

Song Yuening watched the assistant nod, nodded slightly, and continued to give instructions.

"During this period, I must pay special attention to ensure that no strangers come into the studio. Moreover, my office must be locked when I am not around, and a new surveillance camera must be prepared to be placed in my office. Do you understand? "

The assistant wrote down Song Yuening's requests one by one, and when he was about to ask her if she had any other requests, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Song Yuening didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but she took a look at the caller ID and found that the call was from Xie Mingyuan.

Thinking that something might be wrong with Song Nian'an, she shushed the assistant and then picked up the phone.

"Hello? Mingyuan, what's wrong? Is Nian'an making trouble to find me?"

There was a helpless smile in Song Yuening's voice, as if she had guessed that Song Nian'an was beside Xie Mingyuan at the moment, crying and making trouble for herself to answer the phone.

She was about to ask Xie Mingyuan to give his phone to Song Nian'an and when she came to comfort her, she heard Xie Mingyuan's slightly heavy voice ringing from the other end of the phone.

"Ning Ning, Nian An is missing."

Just a few words made Song Yuening feel like she had fallen into an ice cave.

She subconsciously wondered if there was something wrong with her ears and heard something wrong, so she asked in disbelief.

"What did you say? What happened to Nian An?"

After getting the same answer from Xie Mingyuan, she felt cold all over and the blood all over her body seemed to freeze.