Like a child who had lost a precious treasure, he cried uncontrollably.
“No, this is too ugly. No, this is too unstylish. No, this color is ridiculous. “This won’t do. Redesign it and bring another batch over for me to see tomorrow!” Gong Ou sat on the sofa and threw out the pieces of clothing design he was holding, his face full of displeasure, “Can you find a good designer?”
“Yes, young master.”
Feng De nodded silently and lowered his body to pick them up one by one.
While Gong Ou and Mo Nuo were busy preparing for the engagement ceremony, Shi Xiaonian’s cartoon “Sea Tower” was simultaneously released online.
Every day, she would speak the same words as she did every day, whether it was on the road or on the road, everywhere in the country.
Perhaps because they knew that the nobleman engagement ceremony was different from other people, the media knew that there was no longer any charm between Gong Ou and her. Gradually, they ran over to Shi Xiaonian and asked him about her marriage.
Xia Yu had purposely arranged so much work for Shi Xiaonian. In the days before Gong Ou’s engagement ceremony, she had made him busy to the point that he had no time to read any newspapers or news.
The Sea Tower is inspired by the dark phrases of the time it was imprisoned in England.
Shi Xiaonian was stunned for a second, then smiled and nodded: “Ok.”
Shi Xiaonian laughed bitterly and got down from the car door.
Her eyes widened in shock as she held her breath. In that split-second, she wasn’t even able to react.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed her from behind. Shi Xiaonian was pulled behind a tree as her feet twisted in pain.
“Bam.”
Mu Qianchu looked at Eyebrow-scar Doctor.
“Yes, Young Master Mu.” The Eyebrow-scar Doctor immediately drove towards the car.
“Thousand Creations?”
Shi Xiaonian looked at him in shock. In the next second, she was carried by Mu Qianchu into his embrace, and her leg touched his again.
On the street, she could clearly hear his violent heartbeat and appeared exceptionally nervous as she leaned on his chest. Mu Qianchu held her very tightly, his breathing was even more hurried than her, his hands that held her were trembling.