The black car was quietly parked on the side of the road. The young woman in the car was sitting on the back seat with only one third of the window glass falling down. The woman gently lifted up her sunglasses on her face, and quietly gazed at the elegant shop.

Just a few minutes later, she witnessed Song Qing being taken into a police car and leaving.

She frowned slightly, and a moment later, a woman in a smoky gray dress drifted away, smiling at the customers.

Different from other shopkeepers, she has a special elegant temperament and a brilliant smile.

Warm and generous, but also not humble or overbearing, into her shop guests, as if with her friends in general, very familiar.

"Zheng Ying, this is what you said, the best designer in Quanshen city?"

Xia Zhiwei has a soft voice.

"Yes, I inquired with some of my economic colleagues last night. Now, some of the more tasteful artists in Shencheng, such as Han Baoer, are looking for designers in this shop. It is said that this designer came back from France, and used to be the chief designer of Miranda company, and still Mr. Mu worked as a secretary in his company, and the clothes she made were really excellent. However, due to the shortage of manpower, it is necessary to customize it half a month to a month in advance... "

Xia Zhiwei slightly twisted her eyebrows.

"Coincidentally, she is the woman fighting for custody with Mu Hanchuan?"

Just a glance, Xia Zhiwei recognized her.

Yes, this face is thrown into the sea of people, she can recognize her at a glance, after all, there are not many people who look like themselves in this world.

Last time on the Internet that photo, in fact, not very obvious, now see me, she feel more surprised.

It's like that!

For a little while, she thought of another person.

The darkest secret buried deep in her heart, the secret that will never be known.

No, it's impossible. There's no chance that the child will survive.

She saw the little girl submerged with her own eyes.

"Miss Xia!"

Zheng Ying repeatedly called several times, Xia Zhiwei suddenly raised his head, "what's the matter?"

"At the opening ceremony, would you like to order the dress you want to wear?"

Xia Zhiwei gently wiped the sweat on the tip of her nose with a tissue. "What did you say her name was?"

"The leaves are endless!"

"Oh, yes, ye mianmianmian You can go to her and customize it. Don't reveal my identity. Also, if possible, talk to her as much as possible. I want to know about her life experience and the entanglement between her and Mu Hanchuan

"Don't worry, Miss Xia. It's up to me."

"Go

After Zheng Ying got off the bus, the car started quickly and disappeared in the traffic after a moment.

Business was booming again in the afternoon.

Ye mianmianmian is very busy, until more than five o'clock, almost meal time, guests gradually less up.

Ji Qiaoxi went out to buy vegetables. Only ye mianmianmian was on duty at the front desk.

She cleaned up today's sales, and by the way listed the list of goods needed to be imported tomorrow, and sent it to the factory side to let the factory arrange personnel to deliver the goods.

In the past few days, she has seen several small videos with good traffic. She plans to contact the anchor of these videos to discuss cooperative sales with them.

She was so busy that she was interrupted by a slight cough.

She looked up and saw a very capable woman standing in front of her.

He has short hair, a wide suit and pants, and a briefcase in his hand, which is somewhat neutral.

"Hello, have you come to see the clothes?"

Ye mianmianmian smiles, and her sixth sense tells her that the woman in front of her is a bit like a tax collector. It's not very likely to come to buy clothes.

Because the clothes in her shop are very feminine fashion, which is not in line with the beauty of the woman in front of her.

"My name is Zheng Ying It's said that your clothes are well made. I'd like to try the advanced customization... "

"Hello, Miss Zheng. I'm the designer here. My name is ye. Please come in

There is a small article in front of the shop, ye mianmianmian will Zheng Ying directly to the back of the lounge, here is relatively private.

Zheng Ying follows ye mianmianmian and looks around all the way.

After entering the rest room, ye mianmianmian makes a cup of coffee for Zheng Ying. Zheng Ying takes the coffee, but her eyes keep looking at ye mianmianmian.

This face is really like Xia Zhiwei.

Especially at first sight.

It's like a sister.

"Is Miss ye a local?" Zheng Ying sat down, took a magazine and flipped through it. She asked casually.

Ye mianmianmian is also unprepared, "yes! I am a native of Shenzhen City... "

"I heard you worked as a designer in France? When did it go? ""Five years ago!"

"So, does Miss ye have any relatives in Australia?"

Ye mianmianmian chuckled, "I'm not afraid you'll laugh, but I really want to go there. I heard that the scenery there is good, but it's a pity that there is no time. Now the shop is too busy to leave. "

"Is Miss ye in charge of this shop alone? Didn't the family come to help? "

Zheng Ying seems to be chatting, but she is actually exploring ye mianmianmian's details. After all, the information found on the Internet is very limited.

Apart from the news of her lawsuit with Mu Hanchuan, there was no other news.

"No, I don't have a family now. My parents are not alive..."

"I'm sorry, but you are really a strong woman."

"By the way, what style do you like..."

Ye mianmianmian opened the picture album of the product and gave it to Zheng Ying for appreciation. "These are my previous works. Please see if you like the style."

Zheng Ying wanted to explore more, but what ye mianmianmian could reveal was only some superficial information. For example, she didn't mention anything about the relationship between mu Hanchuan and a deeper one.

After staying here for more than an hour, Zheng Ying placed an order and left in a hurry.

Jijoshi stood at the door with a lunch box, a little curious, "this woman is really talkative, asking questions from east to west, like a spy."

Ye mianmianmian smiles and doesn't speak. Since she opened the shop, she has found that many guests like to pry into other people's private lives. Anyway, she is used to it.

However, she also casually deal with the privacy that should not be disclosed, she will not say a word more.

"JOJO, I can get Ali out tomorrow!"

Ye mianmianmian is not interested in other things now. He just wants to get Qin lie out of prison.

"OK, or we'll open a bottle of 82 sprite and celebrate it?" Giuseppe joined the party.

At this time, ye mianmianmian's mobile phone suddenly rang, she looked at the number, and hurriedly made a shush action, Ji Qiaoxi nodded knowingly.

"Hello, manager Zheng! What can I do for you to call me so late? "

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye. I can't give you that loan!"

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