Mr Xu Stay in Line to Remarry

Chapter 34 - Successful completion of the mandate

"Xia Hua, try it!" McLean ordered his assistant to find the same color stitches and hand them to Lin Xia-hua.

"Would someone who has nothing to do with you wait outside for a while? Otherwise it will disturb me. " Lin Xiayuan nimbly pierced through the fabric of the wedding dress, pinching both sides.

"Then let's go. Embroidery work is indeed very afraid of being disturbed by others." McLean said he was going to lead Nutmeg and Yimo out.

"I'm talking about unrelated people. Master McCauley, you have to stay here. If there's anything I can't do well, you can give me proper guidance, right?" Lin Xia Hua's eyes were filled with seriousness.

Xu Emei bit her lips as she stared at Lin Xiashua for a long time before replying in an indifferent tone, "Okay." Then she turned around and left the backstage.

Lin Xia Hua had only left him for such a short period of time, yet he already had a family?

She wanted him to believe her, but why should he believe her?

Lin Gumo cutely snuggled into Xu Yimo's embrace, looking up at the man's ice-cold expression. She carefully said: "Sister is too careless sometimes. Fortunately she can repair a dress or it will be a big loss to Mr. McLean. But no matter how good the repair is it won't be so natural."

Xu Yimo sneered, "She is such a person. She will never admit her mistakes and always shirk her responsibilities."

"Don't say that." Nutmeg rebutted weakly. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed Lin Xiafua, who was checking the wedding dress attentively, and added meaningfully, "I'm still not able to help my sister. Mr. McCauley is more adept in this aspect."

When Xu Zimo thought of the words' unrelated people ', a trace of anger appeared in the depths of his eyes.

His prediction was indeed correct. In the end, she was still a woman who only cared about benefits.

It was just that behind his anger, there was a hint of clarity that he couldn't describe and it made him somewhat upset.

Xu Yimo didn't notice Linjia Linjia sitting at the front desk. He kept thinking of Lin Xiafua's smile on McLean and the phrase 'unrelated personnel'.

Since when could Lin Xia Hua call him an unrelated person? Even if his wife was only in name, he couldn't let her be so impudent.

Xu Zimo gradually clenched his fists, his expression becoming colder and colder.

Lin Peaches was keenly aware of Xu Yimo's change in mood, and she knew very well why. She could not help but smile.

Lin Xiashua, once a hat that is interesting to other men falls on your head, you can forget about taking it off. For a person like Xu Guoliang, he definitely won't listen to any of your explanations.

But it was really unpleasant not to get her into trouble at McLean's.

There's a long way to go, we'll see.

Once Lin Xiafua was immersed in her work, she ignored everything else. As time passed, the patterns gradually took shape. The model hurriedly changed his clothes.

"How is it?" Macley came in. He had wanted to see how Lin Xia-hua was doing, but someone had dragged his picture along and delayed him.

"Mission successfully completed." Lin Xia Hua rubbed her eyes. She hadn't noticed it when she was focusing, but now that she had stopped, her eyes felt sore and sore.

"You've worked hard. Next time, you must be careful. Some clothes are made of a very fragile material, and it's not every single time that you can come back like today." Macley said.

"You also think that it was me who pulled it off?" Lin Xia Hua's smile was a little bitter.

"Isn't it?" Macley was puzzled.

"Of course not! But sigh, it's useless even if I explain. " Lin Xia Hua gently shook her head.

Macley made an apologetic gesture. "Not you? "Then I should thank you even more because you helped me solve such a big problem. If it wasn't for the backstage security, I would have definitely investigated the culprit and deducted his salary for you. But if that's the case, when the night is over, I'll treat you to a meal to comfort me."

"You believe me?" Lin Xia Hua suddenly raised her head, a glimmer in her eyes.

Lin Xia Hua didn't know what to say, but for some reason, he felt a little sore at the tip of his nose.

Even an outsider knew what kind of person she was. On the contrary, she was the closest person in terms of law. She had no trust in her and used all kinds of methods to destroy her self-esteem.

The music had started, and suddenly Macley was excited. He turned and walked to the podium, saying to Lin Xia-hua as he walked, "I'm going to take a look at your masterpiece. Are you nervous?"

"Of course not." Lin Xia-hua smiled, she was very confident in her skills, when Macley disappeared in the background, she added in a low voice, "Thank you."

When McCauley reached the front desk, he saw the model facing him. A phoenix with its head raised was embroidered on the torn hem of the dress. The color of the silk was similar to that of the dress, and the three-dimensional feel of the embroidery gave the phoenix an unusual spirituality.

McCauley was very pleased with himself. His insight was indeed the most unique. Taking in a good disciple, in time, Lin Xia Hua's achievement would definitely not be any lower than his.

Without realizing it, the show was coming to an end. The host went up on stage and invited McCauley onto the stage. He then used a provocative voice to explain to the audience:

"This is the host of this show. I'm sure many of you are very familiar with him. It's Mr. McLean. His artistic skills are unrivalled. Especially today's wedding dress. It's amazing."

McLean nodded, took the receiver, and raised his head slightly.

Saying that, he put down the microphone and went to the backstage to bring out Lin Xia Hua who was packing her things.

"You may know a lot about my disciple, but you don't know who it is, so I'll show you right now. This is my disciple, the phoenix on the wedding dress was embroidered by her in less than two hours. If it wasn't for her, this wedding dress would have been a defective one, spending the rest of its life in the warehouse."

The applause from the audience was thunderous. As expected of Macley's disciple. His inspiration and technique were indeed top-notch.