"No, mom asked us to attend a small fashion event tonight, where we could meet Chen Qingqing and ask her to help design wedding dresses and suits," Lin Fanyue said calmly.

"Okay, okay, I promise to pick you up on time. By the way, Yueyue was okay last night."

"She's not feeling well and has been making trouble all night." After Lin Fanyue finished speaking, she hung up the phone irritably.

Song Rongshi scratched his hair again in frustration.

...

In the evening, he accompanied Lin Fanyue to attend a fashion event.

However, Lin Fanyue had a cold face the whole time.

Song Rongshi kept apologizing and admitting his mistake, "Fanyue, I apologize to you. I swear, I will never mute the sound in the future. I can't help it. Mr. Matt knows many core technologies. I was too absorbed in chatting.

I will take care of Yue Yue tonight, how about you go to bed early, or...I will go back and kneel on the washboard tonight, until you forgive me."

"Okay."

Lin Fanyue stopped, almost annoyed by his nagging, "Do you know why I'm angry? Because you didn't answer my call. I didn't stop you from going out last night, and I didn't delay your work, but can you

Respect me, I won’t talk about myself, just talk about the children, aren’t the children more important than the work?”

"Don't say that, you and the child are both very important, and they are the first priority in my heart." Song Rongshi held her little hand, "Usually Yueyue is fine, but I didn't know she would suddenly cry last night. What if

You know, I will definitely come back without even caring about work."

Lin Fanyue opened her mouth and looked at his beautiful and delicate face.

She believed in him before, but since he deceived her when he went to Wancheng, she didn't know whether what he said was true.

But she always thinks about what if it is true.

What if I misunderstood him?

"How about we go find Chen Qingqing and ask her to design the most beautiful wedding dress for you."

Song Rongshi hugged her and walked to the banquet hall.

Chen Qingqing is China’s top traditional wedding designer.

However, Lin Fanyue and Song Rong had unusual status, so Chen Qingqing was polite even when facing them, and then showed Lin Fanyue the design drawings of the dress.

Lin Fanyue liked it at first sight, "I like this one very much."

"Ms. Lin is very discerning, but because there is a lot of embroidery, this one will take at least two months. After all, I basically completed every stitch of the wedding dress myself." Chen Qingqing smiled dignifiedly.

"Can."

Next, Lin Fanyue and Chen Qingqing added WeChat and chatted a lot about fashion.

Song Rongshi was a little bored listening on the side, but the organizer of the banquet happened to come to meet him in person, so he went to the reception room on the other side.

After chatting with Chen Qingqing for almost half an hour, the other party seemed to have something wrong with the model who was going to walk on the catwalk tonight, so he went over to deal with it.

Lin Fanyue was sitting on the sofa, not in a hurry to find Song Rong, but looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window alone.

"The catwalk show is about to start, why don't you go and see it?"

A figure loomed over from behind.

Lin Fanyue looked inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, which reflected Song Qingrui's slender and tall silhouette.

"Why are you here?"


Chapter completed!