Dear, Let's Remarry

An Ruchu came out with her skirt awkwardly. Seeing the amazing eyes of the two men, she felt more shy.

Lowering her head, she turned a little red and asked softly, "how's it going?"

Mo Chen locked her with deep eyes. She didn't want to move her eyes. She was really more and more beautiful.

The color of the water blue dress is light and elegant. She has more aura when wearing it on her delicate body. Her snow-white skin reflects a light water blue, making her skin more transparent as jade.

And she has changed. The elegance and tenderness in her bones perfectly fit the style of the dress. She is so slim and graceful that people can't help thinking of the snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain.

Beauty! Beautiful!

Even if her appearance is not the top, but because of her clothes and her unique temperament, she deeply impressed the two men present!

"Why, what's the matter?" For the two people's straight eyes, Ann was a little shy and worried about whether there was a problem.

She sounded with a shy and confused voice, and Mo Chen returned slightly, looking serious and saying, "it's beautiful! Look. "

Mo Chen turned aside and gave up the whole body mirror to reflect her beautiful and amazing appearance in the mirror.

Half believing and half doubting, an Ruchu stood in front of the mirror and was stunned at the first sight when he saw himself wearing a dress.

Is this really yourself?

Put on your own clothes. Is that it?

The ethereal water blue highlights that the skin is more crystal clear. The decent and perfect design and tailoring outline the beautiful curve of women, such as a cold and arrogant swan, looking forward to the brilliance of the slender jade neck.

Staring at himself in the mirror, an was as excited as ever. It would be no different from the one who put on his wedding dress.

Originally, she can do it. Originally, the things she designed can be so beautiful!

"It's really perfect. It's the best dress I've ever seen." Xiao Lin also looked envious. His heart seemed different from the past and beat faster.

The woman in front of her looked weak and petite. She didn't think her design was so good, and she put on her own clothes, which turned out to be so beautiful.

With his professional vision, we can conclude that this design will make her a blockbuster! It won't be long before she becomes an international designer!

It is only a matter of time to surpass Ye Qing and others.

Lifting his eyes, he saw that Xiao Lin's eyes were full of praise. An was a little excited. It seems that his design is really good. At least he can't be wrong in his eyes.

At this time, no matter how polite she was, she became hypocritical, so she smiled magnanimously and said, "thank you."

She didn't respond to her praise, but she smiled so gently at Xiao Lin that Mo Chen's face suddenly turned black.

His eyes were like ice skates. He gave Xiao Lin a cold look, full of jealousy.

Xiao Lin was quite helpless. He smiled bitterly, stepped back and stopped talking.

In my heart, I was wondering what the relationship between the two people was, husband and wife? But there is no rumor that Mo Chen is married!

A couple? However, looking at an Ruchu's attitude towards Mo Chen, it is not very similar.

It is said to be an ordinary cooperative relationship, but there seems to be more than one. These two people look and look with thought-provoking emotions. It seems that they also have a past.

These thoughts just flashed through his mind. He knew his position and didn't think about it any more.

On this side, an Ruchu felt numb when he was seen by Mo Chen. He couldn't help complaining. Do you look at others so directly? Can you restrain yourself?

Mo Chen told her with his eyes, no!

Why hadn't he noticed her beauty before?

How many people saw her beauty when he was away?

At the thought of this, he was angry. When can his woman be coveted?

"Do you think there's a problem?" His gloomy eyes made him angry. An Ruchu swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice.

Mo Chen took a deep look at her and said with a deep tone, "no problem."

"Oh." Ann feels like she's going to die of depression. There's no problem. Why do you want a black face? It's inexplicable!

"I don't think the waist part seems very convenient. I can't wear it alone. Do you want to change it into a zipper?" Despite her prejudice against him, she asked him seriously with professional integrity.

In fact, she doesn't think it's a big problem. It's just for perfection. She can't help thinking about it carefully.

"No need to change." Mo Chen said bluntly, "since it is a high-end brand, only miss Qianjin and ladies can afford it, so why should she do it herself?"

An Ru thought for the first time. It seems reasonable. Since she can afford to wear such clothes, she is naturally not an ordinary family. Having servants to serve and dress is even more dignified.

Mo Chen took a look at her, hooked his thin lips and said meaningfully, "besides, it is a kind of interest if the beloved man puts on such a dress for himself."

An Ruchu thought of what had happened just now. His face turned red and he felt angry. He deliberately made fun of her!

"President Xiao, what do you think?" Mo Chen smiled deeply and looked at Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin glanced at an as before, and then understood, understood and smiled, "that's naturally good. The ancients had Lang as his wife's thrush, and now a lover puts on his love dress for himself, which not only increases their feelings, but also a selling point with great moral."

That's true, but I don't know why. He felt a little bitter. Just now

Mo Chen just tied the tape for her, didn't anything happen? Is he declaring his possession?

On this level, an Ruchu didn't think deeply. When they said so, it seemed very reasonable and no longer tangled.

After all, revising a manuscript is more difficult than redesigning one.

"Go change your clothes and continue to look at other clothes." Mo Chen glanced at Xiao Lin with some displeasure and gave a cold order.

Only his Mo Chen can see her beauty. It is blasphemy for others to look at her more!

"Oh." Ann was a little confused, but she went to change back her clothes.

Xiao Lin was very knowledgeable this time. After Ann changed her clothes, she deliberately kept a distance and began to show other works.

"There are eight other sets of rain series."

They are all pure water blue, mixed with Chinese and Western retro elements. Some are self-cultivation, some are loose and elegant, all showing the originality of the designer.

Next, there are wind series and flower series, which take the inspiration of intercepting the most primitive form of nature.

Feng's series follows a simple style, all pure white in transparent color. It is made of tulle fabric, and the skirt is dragged. It is elegant, flexible and full of immortality.

The flower series is just the opposite of the previous two series. I'm used to light colors. Suddenly, bright and bright colors can attract people's attention. Her design colors are bold, and the patterns and forms of flowers are applied to the clothes. Combined with pure handmade, it looks like the spring clothes of flower fairies, so bright and gorgeous. She just wants to say: what a brilliant spring.

There are only three series in total, but they simply cover all the beauty of spring. Xiao Lin's detailed explanation adds a touch of awe.

"Now, the first batch of finished products have been finished. If both of you have no opinion, we can mass produce." Xiao Lin said, but his eyes looked at an as before.

Her admiration rose to another level.

"Good! Don't change it. " Facing his eyes, an Ruchu smiled. She knew that he understood her design, so she felt like a bosom friend.

In Mo Chen's view, it was another thing. He narrowed his eyes, and the cold on his body became worse and worse. He stared at an Ruchu coldly, and turned to Xiao Lin's indifferent tunnel: "there is no problem, but I have a request."

"President Mo, please say."

Mo Chen took a deep look at an Ruchu and slowly said, "the first set of rain series is enough to produce only one. For the rest, you should understand the truth that limited production and rare things are expensive. "

Xiao Lin smiled gently, "understand."

Even if Mo Chen didn't say it, he would also propose that it is more manual manufacturing than industrial machine manufacturing. The speed is not slow, and the process is complicated. If it is in large quantities, I don't know that these clothes can be listed only after a long time.

An Ruchu nodded, "OK. Do as president Mo says! "

Although high-end brands are expensive, there are many rich people now, so you can still see luxury brands hitting shirts everywhere, especially stars.

Limited sales can not only solve the shortcomings of hand-made, but also promote the brand to another height.

At this meeting, after reading all the ready-made clothes, it was already noon. Xiao Lin wanted to invite him to dinner, but Mo Chen refused coldly.

Xiao Lin was not forced either. Just before he left, he said to an Ruchu, "if miss an likes here, she can come often."

Mo Chen flew over with a murderous look in his eyes. He quickly added, "I have a sister who can show you the manufacturing process."

"OK, thank you." Originally, an wanted to come again. Xiao Lin understood her and opened his mouth first.

She took him as her confidant. She was about to exchange numbers, but Mo Chen grabbed her wrist and pulled him out vigorously.

"Bye, guys." Xiao Lin looked at it and lost his smile.

She has a special relationship with Mo Chen, right?

Being dragged out of the door by Mo Chen, an Ruchu was annoyed and fiercely shook off his hand, "what are you doing?"

"Eat!" Mo Chen overbearing to pull her into the car, an had experience as before and dodged alertly.

"I have my own car." She left a word coldly, turned and walked to her car.

As soon as he got on the bus, the co pilot suddenly got in and impolitely shouted his seat belt.

"You go down! You have your own car. Why follow me! " The eyebrows coagulated, an Ruchu stared at Mo Chen as if he were a master, and his chest was stuffy.

Mo Chen sat comfortably and said confidently, "my car is broken."

“……”

An Ruchu had a gas jam. His car was fine. How could he be so rogue! Has he been cultivating his face in recent years?