Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

President's office.

When Xie Mingyuan opened the door and walked in, Chen Yingxue was sitting behind the desk, flipping through the information on the table like a master.

She heard the sound of the office door opening, and it was clearly Xie Mingyuan, but she did not raise her head and continued to look at the documents in her hand.

Xie Mingyuan glanced at the name on the folder out of the corner of his eye. Although he knew in his heart that this was a not-so-important document, he was a little dissatisfied because of Chen Yingxue's actions.

"I thought I made it clear last time."

Xie Mingyuan walked behind the desk, grabbed the document from Chen Yingxue's hand, and threw it aside.

Those rough movements made Chen Yingxue immediately understand his current mood, but she didn't care at all, nor was she afraid. Instead, she sneered, crossed her long legs, folded her hands around her chest, and leaned back on the boss's chair with her chin raised. He looked at Xie Mingyuan haughtily.

"Yeah, I want to say this too. I thought I made it clear to you last time. You can ask me to help you, but you have to draw a clear line with Song Yuening. How did you agree at that time? Mine? It’s only been a day and you already don’t remember it?”

The more Chen Yingxue talked, the more excited she became, because she remembered the phone call yesterday and the words Song Nian'an said about her.

She is obviously the most suitable person to stand by Xie Mingyuan's side, but he had to separate from him because he went abroad. What kind of level is that Song Yuening? What qualifications do you have to compete with her? It’s simply a fool’s errand!

But yesterday she actually had to be angry with a child born to such a woman. This was a great shame and humiliation for Chen Yingxue.

She was unhappy, and naturally she didn't want Song Yuening to be happy, so she simply vented it out directly to Xie Mingyuan.

"Xie Mingyuan, I can't see your sincerity. If I can't see your sincerity, then I have to reconsider whether to help Mr. Xie. You should understand what I mean, right?"

The naked threat revealed in the words.

Xie Mingyuan's eyes dimmed at this moment, and the dark light revealed in those eyes contained infinite coldness, but Chen Yingxue did not notice it.

At this moment, all she could think about was asking Xie Mingyuan to "take it out" for herself.

Didn't that damn brat yesterday say that he was the mistress? Then she asked Xie Mingyuan to teach her and let her know who is the superfluous guy in a relationship!

Xie Mingyuan didn't say anything for a long time, and Chen Yingxue waited more and more impatiently.

She stood up and walked to Xie Mingyuan, getting very close to him, so close that Xie Mingyuan could touch the top of her head just by lowering his head.

Such a distance allowed Xie Mingyuan to even see and smell the pungent perfume on Chen Yingxue.

He frowned and took a quick step back to distance himself from her.

Chen Yingxue was instinctively displeased by such an obvious act of drawing a clear line, but before she could say anything, Xie Mingyuan opened her thin lips and said in a neutral tone.

"can."

He suddenly agreed to Chen Yingxue's request, causing Chen Yingxue to look at him in disbelief.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"of course."

Xie Mingyuan cherishes words like gold, and when talking to Chen Yingxue, he always uses two words.

But Chen Yingxue didn't care. She was already immersed in the joy of Xie Mingyuan's willingness to vent his anger on her, and she even forgot about Xie Mingyuan's disgusting action of distancing herself from her just now.

The corners of her lips raised uncontrollably, and the joy in her eyes almost overflowed.

"Okay, then I will believe you once."

She pretended to be relaxed, but she was already happy in her heart.

……

studio. Song Yuening breathed a long sigh of relief when she looked at the information placed in front of her, leaned back, and leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa.

"It's finally done."

At present, the work at hand can finally come to an end.

She originally wanted to take a rest first, but when she was fiddling with her phone to watch some entertainment videos, she suddenly received a relevant notification.

"The Rd Design Competition is about to begin, and new designers from all over the world are welcome to participate."

Rd Design Competition is a large-scale fashion design competition.

It aims to introduce sustainable design theory and technology to emerging fashion designers around the world and promote a circular fashion system.

In this competition, not only will the participating designers’ hands-on design abilities be tested, but they will also be allowed to flexibly use various clothing materials provided on site.

Designers are required to design unique clothing that can make the judges shine, and finally the best one is selected from countless outstanding ones to be elected as the champion of this competition.

Song Yuening subconsciously clicked on the push news. Looking at the poster in the news content, an idea suddenly came to her mind.

She is also a designer, why doesn’t she participate in this competition, which symbolizes the high glory of designers?

If she can win first place in this competition, it will not only be a recognition of her own ability, but also bring unlimited popularity to her brand.

Even if you don't get the ranking in the end, so what?

As long as she can participate in this competition, she will definitely learn a lot from it. For her now, this is also a very meaningful learning journey.

Song Yuening made up her mind, turned on her computer again and searched for the relevant website, then clicked on the registration interface and filled in her relevant information very solemnly.

It wasn't until she received a text message that her registration was successful, reminding her of the competition time, that she came back to her senses.

After realizing what she had done, she couldn't help but raise her hands and cover her cheeks.

"Song Yuening, Song Yuening, you are really swollen now..."

You've actually begun to imagine what will happen after you win the first place in the Rd Designer Competition. Isn't this overconfidence?

But now that she has successfully registered, Song Yuening will not give up, and she will not leave any way out for herself.

She simply has nothing else to be busy with now, so why not concentrate on preparing the works for the designer competition?

only……

Song Yuening thought of Song Nian'an who was still at home waiting for her to return, and felt a little confused for a moment.

She promised Song Nianan that she would never be cold to her again because of work matters.

Although what she is busy with now is not work, it is something just like work, and when she is busy, she cannot take care of her.

Wouldn't that little ancestor be unhappy if he found out?

Song Yuening thought again and again and dialed Song Nian'an's number.

"beep--"

The call was quickly connected, and Song Nian'an's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Mom, are you coming back soon? Don't forget to buy me my favorite chocolate chip cookies!"

Song Yuening listened to her expected words, hesitated again and again, and finally said those words.

"Nian'an, of course mom will remember to buy chocolate cookies for you, but there is something mom needs to discuss with you."