The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 51 What a stupid woman
Rose is a noble plant, an essential element in every wedding, and she has no intention of giving it up.

It's just that the fiery red rose is replaced by a flirtatious blue rose. That kind of low-key and charming color is the most attractive to people's eyes.

But what shape should the wedding stage be designed in?
Du Liangchen flipped through the plans just now, most of them were in regular shapes, and there were some old-fashioned heart shapes, how should the design be more meaningful?
In the guest room, Huo Qirui sat on the big white bed and looked at the little woman in the surveillance video. He smiled happily at the corner of his mouth for a while, and frowned for a while, and drew pictures on the paper with his light hands.

Suddenly, the woman in the camera raised her face, and the design pattern on the paper was clearly displayed under the monitor, and a stage in the shape of a Burgundy wine bottle was carefully outlined with a pencil.

"Pfft—" Huo Qirui immediately swept out the red wine that he had just sipped into his mouth.

Wine bottle stage?Thanks to this woman for thinking it out!
Did she want everyone to know that he married a drunken wife?

Huo Qirui moved the camera closer, and the lines drawn by the red wine bottle at close range were very delicate and smooth. It can be seen that her art work is not bad, but the stage design of the red wine bottle is too weird, and it cannot be decorated with a realistic three-dimensional effect.

"Is what I want here?" On the phone, Huo Qirui's voice was lazy but revealed an unusual majesty.

"It's here, I'll send it to you right away."

Tang Ke replied respectfully on the other end of the phone. As the assistant to the president, he is really miserable. He is always ready to be busy with the private affairs of their big president 24 hours a day.

In the afternoon, there will be no meetings, no clients, and no inspections.

He even asked him to order a violin!Forget it!Even ordered a violin from Cremona, Italy!
What a joke!The violins in Cremona are beautifully crafted, beautifully styled, and beautifully painted, but this is Cloud City!
He got in touch right away when he got the call, luckily he was lucky!

There happened to be a Cremona violin in Cloud City. Although it was a sample violin, he was lucky enough to be unable to complete the task assigned by the president.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the phone was hung up, the exquisite violin was placed at the door of the small villa.

At this moment, Huo Qirui looked up at the woman in the surveillance screen.

Du Liangchen looked at his graffiti carefully, a little downcast.A bottle of expensive red wine can be synonymous with gorgeousness, elegance and all kinds of beauty.

But a red wine bottle, no matter how well done it is, looks unrefined.

She expected to design her favorite elements for the biggest day of her life, but it always looked weird.

Du Liangchen raised his head, the afternoon sun outside shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the spacious living room cast shadows from various household furnishings, mottled and mottled.

Du Liangchen remembered Qiao An saying that the sun in the middle of the afternoon is the gentlest.

Yes, this kind of sunshine is warm but not dazzling, just like Joan.

If the two of them were planning the engagement ceremony today, they wouldn't be so embarrassed.He can always give her the best advice when he is confused, and give her beauty inspiration.

He was like a gift from the good God to her after that unintentional mistake, accompanied by every nightmare night in the past three years.

Suddenly, Du Liangchen raised his head angrily, grabbed the design sketch on the bar with both hands, crumpled it into a big ball, and threw it into the trash basket beside him angrily.

Du Liangchen!You can't do anything right!Deserved to be forgotten by God!Deserving to pass by with happiness!

Fenquan smashed the bar angrily, and Du Liangchen bent down and buried his face on it in a somewhat dejected manner.

In the guest room, Huo Qirui watched her every movement and every expression, until she collapsed on the bar counter, as if she had given up.

"What a stupid woman..." Huo Qirui muttered to himself in a low voice.

Not knowing what is good and what is bad, he deliberately went back to the guest room to give her a free space to design and choose the plan she likes.

(End of this chapter)