Before Wensu's painting exhibition was held, Jiang Shu asked Anjie to go abroad.
On the surface, it was to deal with project matters and no one else was allowed to follow.
She had ordered a cheongsam in the past few days and needed to go and measure it in person. Lu Xun helped find the store. The address was secret and the tailor was also a well-known dressmaker in Haicheng.
Measuring the size was cumbersome and took two hours to complete.
The designer flattered: "Miss Jiang has a good figure and is suitable for wearing a cheongsam. Have you worn it before?"
Jiang Shu shook his head.
"What a pity. Let's choose a color."
Jiang Shu has not been fond of cumbersome clothing in recent years. The simpler the clothes, the better. This is the first time that he has made a cheongsam for himself seriously, and he is very serious about it.
"Magnolia white, I like it."
Her fingers stopped on a piece of fabric.
In fact, she rarely wears white clothes in these years. She has to go to work and take care of Lao Jiang, so it gets dirty easily.
This is the first time.
"Miss Jiang has good taste. The white color matches you very well."
Jiang Shu listened without saying anything, "When can I see ready-made clothes?"
"It's Saturday, but the ready-made clothes are ready. I have to trouble you to try them on. If they don't suit you, you can change them."
"I believe in you, and I also believe in Lu Xun's vision." Jiang Shu curled his lips and swiped the card.
Before leaving, Jiang Shu walked down the second floor and met an acquaintance. The person was carrying a Chanel bag and followed by several people. He raised his eyes as he went up the stairs.
He bumped into Jiang Shu.
The two men met in close combat. The former looked surprised and subconsciously stopped walking up the stairs, "It's you."
Jiang Shu stood on the stairs, "Miss Wen is also here to try on clothes."
Wensu held on to the bag chain, "Well, Ayan ordered it for me, saying it was a birthday gift."
The vision between her and Fu Shiyan was really clever.
Jiang Shu remained calm: "Birthday? When?"
Wensu's eyes were a little hesitant, "I remember my mother invited me on Saturday."
"Saturday?" she asked again.
Wensu's eyes became firm, "Yeah."
"Then can I go? I'll celebrate your birthday." Jiang Shu suddenly smiled, as if he didn't know anything.
Wensu didn't answer in a hurry, but said: "Didn't Miss Jiang show up at the jewelry show two days ago uninvited?"
Jiang Shu nodded, "Yes, you invited Lu Xun, I will go with him then."
After speaking, she curled her lips.
Wensu tightened his grip on the chain, and his palms became a little sweaty.
"Your relationship with Lu Xun seems to be unusual."
"He's my boyfriend."
Wensu looked surprised and narrowed his eyes, "...Does Ayan know?"
She regretted asking this question, because Jiang Shu showed a smile that couldn't help but laugh, "If you know, doesn't he know?"
After saying that, she walked down the stairs and stopped when she passed by Wensu. She said softly: "Don't worry, I won't come empty-handed. I will give you a big gift on your birthday."
This was an unusual statement, but Wensu shuddered when he heard it.
Jiang Shu took steps again, gradually drifting away.
Wensu turned around and stared at her figure until she disappeared around the corner, her palms constantly sweating.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" the servant asked.
Wensu pursed her lips and said impatiently: "Paper!"
The servant was startled and quickly took out a tissue from the bag and handed it over. Wensu wiped his hands hard while going upstairs, and then threw the bag stained with sweat into the trash can, his whole body filled with anger.
and impatient.
It startled everyone.
The designers looked at each other, this was a young lady with a bad temper.