Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening was wrapped in his gentle breath, her face resting on his chest, and she suddenly felt an endless sense of security.

She suddenly put her arms around the man's lean waist, just like Song Nian'an was acting coquettishly in his arms just now, she also pressed her forehead against his chest and rubbed it gently twice.

The amplitude is very small. If you don't feel it carefully, you will never notice it, but Xie Mingyuan felt it.

Because of Song Yuening's small move, Xie Mingyuan's tight lips curved slightly, as if the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years finally melted at this moment.

"No matter what, I'm always here."

The deep meaning in his words is that Song Yuening can rely on him at any time because he will always be there.

Because of Xie Mingyuan's strength, Song Yuening and Song Nianan went to the beach in the end.

On the edge of the beach, they felt the sea breeze blowing in front of them, carrying the salty smell of the sea breeze, but they felt particularly comfortable.

Song Nian'an was particularly excited because he hadn't been out to play for a long time.

Song Yuening, on the other hand, felt extremely relaxed because she had her loved one by her side and saw the vast sea view.

She was in a much better mood than when she learned that Lin Shubei had disappeared again. Looking at Song Nian'an who was walking in front and picking up shells from the beach, she suddenly turned around and spoke to the man beside her.

"Thank you."

Thank you for always being by my side, and thank you for being the first to notice that something was wrong with my emotions and thinking of all kinds of ways to comfort me.

Xie Mingyuan heard the subtext in Song Yuening's words and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said in a joking tone.

"Say thank you to me?"

Song Yuening just realized that she seemed a bit polite and rude, and was about to change her words when she saw the man say something again in a leisurely manner.

"The great Designer Song expressed his gratitude to me, but he only said this lightly. Although the courtesy is light and the affection is heavy, it is not so light, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuening knew that Xie Mingyuan was making fun of herself.

She rolled her eyes angrily, lowered her head, grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it on Xie Mingyuan's legs unceremoniously. After soiling some of the clothes he was wearing, she smiled like a child who had succeeded in her trick. He ran towards Song Yuening in front of him.

"Mr. Xie, this is my thank you gift. I hope you are satisfied. This is not a big deal, right?"

Although the sand didn't weigh much, Song Yuening grabbed a large handful and threw it on him, so it still weighed a bit.

This is indeed not a "courtesy" at all.

Xie Mingyuan looked at Song Yuening and Song Nian'an running forward side by side, but he didn't feel any displeasure. Instead, there were bursts of smiles in his eyes.

He would rather see such a lively Song Yuening.

And he would help her solve all the things that upset her.

……

Thanks to Mingyuan, Song Yuening was in a much better mood after returning.

She calmed down and began to deal with the bad things that happened one after another around her during this period. At the same time, she did not forget to spread some of her energy on her work.

It happened that there was a private gathering in the design circle recently.

Song Yuening received the invitation letter from Master Dior. When she was about to ask him why he invited her to this dinner at this juncture, the other party's phone number was already dialed.

As if he knew what Song Yuening was thinking, as soon as the call was connected, Master Dior's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Based on what I know about you, you shouldn't be depressed because of some gossip, right? You are a designer I like, and I think you should have the courage to attend the banquet under such circumstances, right? Don't let me underestimate you. ." Song Yuening was full of questions, because her words instantly disappeared and turned into helplessness and determination.

"Teacher, don't worry, I still have the self-confidence I should have. Although there is some dirty information, so what? At least my professional ability is still there. I will definitely be there on time for this party."

Listening to Song Yuening's voice, Master Dior knew that she was not saying anything to make him happy. He felt relieved and at the same time, his favorable impression of Song Yuening also increased.

"Okay, I hope you will shine at this party."

The phone call didn't last long, and the two hung up the phone after finishing what they wanted to say.

Song Yuening looked at the phone screen that was gradually turning off, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

She will definitely not make any mistakes at this party.

Although it is a private party, every designer will bring his or her assistant when attending, and of course Song Yuening is no exception.

When she walked into the hall with her assistant, the assistant's eyes almost went straight.

This is the first time the assistant knows what a visual feast is.

After all, the people attending the party this time were all well-known designers in the design circle, and the dresses they wore were all made by their own hands.

In order to support the scene, each of them put on their most proud works.

The assistant looked at the lady wearing a gorgeous dress passing by him, and felt that his eyes were going to be blinded by the gems on his body. It was not until the person left their sight that he lowered his voice. He said to Song Yuening beside him.

"Teacher Song, is this the world of rich people? This is too exaggerated. This is the first time I have seen someone carrying diamonds with them."

Moreover, wearing such a big diamond did not give people the slightest sense of overshadowing the others. Instead, it made them even more dazzling. This was something the assistant never expected.

Song Yuening looked at the exclamation on the assistant's face and smiled lightly.

"This is the way this circle is. Don't be too surprised. I will take you to more such occasions in the future. How about you get used to it first?"

The calmness and calmness shown by Song Yuening when she spoke made the assistant who was a little nervous because he felt the huge class gap suddenly calm down a lot.

He pressed his temple and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, Teacher Song, don't worry, I won't let you down."

The two chatted for a few words. Song Yuening took two glasses of champagne from the tray that the employee was carrying, handed one to the assistant, and took the other in his own hand.

When she was about to find a teacher who was second only to Master Dior in the circle to exchange inspiration and experience, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked her way.

When she didn't see clearly who was blocking her, Song Yuening just frowned slightly. Although she was a little unhappy, she was still ready to speak nicely and ask the person in front of her to give way.

But after seeing the face of the person in front of her clearly, Song Yuening's words that were already on her lips were swallowed by her.

"Chen Yingxue? Why are you here."

The two are now completely at odds with each other, and they only have some face left to do their work.

Although it didn't lead to a direct quarrel here, the tone was not much better.

When Chen Yingxue heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said in a disdainful tone.

"Designer Song is so arrogant. You didn't organize this party. What does it matter to you whether I'm here or not?"