Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 230 Can't Go Back?

Li Xinai glared at her in embarrassment: "Qiu Siyu, if you talk nonsense again, I won't tear your mouth off!"

"Come tear it up~~" Qiu Siyu was still excited.

Li Xinai didn't withdraw from this scoundrel's appearance.

An Ranran watched the two of them arguing, but kept smiling and didn't interrupt.

Li Xinai was helpless against Qiu Siyu, so she turned around and sat next to An Ranran: "Ran Ran, you have to trust me!"

"I believe." An Ranran nodded solemnly, "It's useless for others to say more about this kind of men and women. The key is to see what you think! From my point of view, Gong Chengye has a good family background. It looks a bit non-mainstream, and there is nothing particularly offensive about it..."

"What non-mainstream are you talking about?" Li Xinai asked An Ranran, frowning.

An Ranran explained: "It means that his hair is too long and covers his eyes, so you can't see his appearance clearly."

After finally being quiet for a while, Qiu Siyu burst out laughing: "An Ranran, you're out now. Now, Gong Chengye's hair has been cut short."

"Really?" An Ranran became interested, "Then what does he look like?"

"The facial features are quite outstanding, but the skin is a bit pale. With my beloved, I look a bit girlish!"

"Who is effeminate?" Li Xinai gave Qiu Siyu a dissatisfied look. Did this girl learn her adjectives from her physical education teacher?
"Gong Chengye, tall and thin, with fair skin and big eyes, he looks like a beauty in women's clothes. Oh, thinking of this, I suddenly feel that he is not suitable for my beloved."

"Why?" An Ranran was puzzled.

"Think about it, our Miss Li is a school girl in our college. If you find a boyfriend who is prettier than yourself, what will it be? So, dear, I understand your unwillingness to associate with Gong Chengye Yes. I support you. If you don’t go this afternoon, don’t go. Who made him look so good and made you feel inferior.”

"Who has low self-esteem?" Li Xin'ai didn't know what to do, so she answered casually.

Qiu Siyu immediately hit the snake with the stick: "I don't feel inferior, you should go!"

"Just go!" Li Xin stood up eagerly.

Seeing Li Xin'ai and Qiu Siyu leave together, An Ranran couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

Could it be that Qiu Siyu got some benefits from Gong Chengye, otherwise, why did she work so hard to help him?

An Ranran chuckled, lowered her head and ate the meal that Li Xinai brought over, and then plunged into work again.

The cardboard of the cheongsam can be made of cardboard, because this time the submission is only a work, so there is no specific data of the model for reference.

An Ranran only cut it according to the most standard figure.

After that, she brought the cut fabrics to the room where the off-campus master lived.

As soon as he entered the door, An Ranran saw Zhan Nianbei sitting opposite the master.

The steps he took were temporarily stopped at the door.

After hesitating for only a few seconds, An Ranran chuckled inwardly, and walked in without looking sideways.

He also greeted Zhan Nianbei by the way: "Young Master Zhan is here too."

Zhan Nianbei had stood up the moment he saw her.

Hearing An Ranran's cold voice, his expression turned even colder: "Ran Ran, I..."

"Master, I've already cut the material." An Ranran didn't give Zhan Nianbei time to talk, he took out the fabric and put it on the table, then took the drawing and handed it to the master

"Considering the ordinary material of this dress, I want to pay more attention to the details."

Song Ming's afternoon could almost be described as sitting on pins and needles. Since Zhan Nianbei came in, he was full of depression. Song Ming tried to find a topic to ease the atmosphere of the room several times, but he didn't answer.

Now that An Ranran is here, Song Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing An Ranran's thoughts, he immediately leaned over and studied the design drawing: "You want to make this kind of buckle? But this method ..."

"You will!" An Ranran said firmly.

Song Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly in An Ranran's gaze: "Yes, I will. But how do you know?"

"I saw it in your toolbox."

"Oh. But it doesn't look like this..." Song Ming murmured.

"The techniques should be similar, master, I believe you can make this look."

Song Ming hummed, and went to look at the button intently again.

While he was looking at the buttons, An Ranran had already sat in front of the sewing machine and began to sew the dress.

A rumbling sound resounded dully in the room.

From the beginning to the end, An Ranran never looked at Zhan Nianbei again.

It wasn't until An Ranran's cheongsam was finished that Zhan Nianbei finally had the chance to speak again: "Ran Ran~~"

An Ranran got up and put the clothes on the ironing board: "Young Master Zhan, I don't want to see you again for a while, thank you for giving me such a good time."

"Does it have to be like this?" Zhan Nianbei's voice was rough.

An Ranran nodded: "As I said, I don't want to be used by anyone in my life! From the moment you decide to use me, we can't go back."

Zhan Nianbei looked at her silently for a long time, during which he opened his mouth several times, as if he wanted to explain something, but finally closed it.

Turn around and leave.

From the corner of An Ranran's eyes, Zhan Nianbei's tall and straight body seemed to be slightly bent.

She pursed her lips lightly, tried to pull her gaze away from him, and forced herself to devote all her attention to the work in hand.

In fact, there are many times when we think that we are on the verge of the most painful, but in fact, as long as this period of time is passed, the sun will rise as usual tomorrow.Everything that happened yesterday is just an old thing.

That night, An Ranran sat silently in the dormitory alone until late at night before falling asleep in a daze.

When she woke up early the next morning, the phone in her schoolbag rang. Before she could speak, Zhan Nianbei's voice reached her ears first: "I put breakfast at Master Song's place."

After that, as if calling suddenly, I hung up quickly again.

An Ranran sat up, dazed for a while, got up to wash, and then went to the school cafeteria.

As for the meals sent by Zhan Nianbei, she believes that the master will handle them.

An Ranran spent the whole morning in the library.

Near noon, her phone rang again, and Zhan Nianbei's voice came out as quickly as in the morning: "Why didn't you eat breakfast? You can't do without food. Ran Ran, as you said, if you want to live a good life, then You have to have a good body first. I have delivered lunch. Remember to come to Master Song to eat."

After speaking, he seemed to be worried that An Ranran would refuse, so he hung up quickly.

(End of this chapter)