An Zhisu went to the studio in the afternoon and met with the female client who wanted to customize cheongsam. The female client was an official wife. She liked cheongsam very much. She was an out-and-out cheongsam collector. She had a whole collection of cheongsams at home.
Wardrobe cheongsam.
Such customers are of high quality and have high requirements for the production of cheongsam. She came here because she was attracted by An Zhisu's specialty hand-made embroidery, hoping to customize a unique cheongsam.
An Zhisu also likes to cooperate with such knowledgeable customers. Firstly, the other party can understand everything she says. Secondly, the price will not be thought to be too high. After all, everyone now knows that handmade is synonymous with expensive.
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An Zhisu spent an afternoon understanding Mrs. Guan’s preferences and needs. After sending Mrs. Guan away, she did not rush home, but looked for design inspiration based on the requirements recorded.
As she got busy, she naturally forgot about the injured person at home. It wasn't until the injured person called that An Zhisu suddenly remembered what she had promised Ye Lancheng, and she quickly answered the phone.
"What time is it now?" The phone was connected, and before An Zhisu had time to admit his mistake, an indifferent questioning voice came over.
An Zhisu glanced at the clock on his desk with a guilty conscience, and answered honestly: "Fifteen minutes past six."
"Ha..." Ye Lancheng sneered.
An Zhisu stood up immediately: "I'll go home right away."
Then Ye Lancheng heard the sound of her putting away the design draft. He snorted from the tip of his nose and slammed the phone.
An Zhisu:......
It’s over, my husband is angry, how can I comfort him? I’m so anxious, I’m waiting online.
It was already seven o'clock when An Zhisu hurried back. There was a traffic jam on the road, and it took fifteen minutes longer than the estimated time. She apologized to Bai Xinci embarrassedly, saying that she was busy drawing design drawings in the studio and forgot.
time.
Of course, Bai Xinci was not angry, and said distressedly: "You must be very hungry. Go and wash your hands quickly. Aunt Rong, go and ask A Cheng to come down for dinner."
"I'll go, Mom." An Zhisu didn't dare to come back and not rush to coax the uncle upstairs. He stopped Aunt Rong and ran up.
Bai Xinci and Aunt Rong looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
An Zhisu quietly pushed the door open through a gap, poked half of his head in, and scanned Ye Lancheng's figure with his eyes like a scanner.
Ye Lancheng probably slept too much during the day, so he was not lying on the bed now, but standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He didn't know what he was thinking, but An Zhisu's tall figure came into view.
Seeing that he was not sleeping, An Zhisu walked in with his waist down, put his bag on the sofa, and coughed lightly: "Ahem, I'm back. There was a traffic jam on the road, and I was fifteen minutes late."
Ye Lancheng turned sideways, glanced at her, and said nothing.
An Zhisu shrank his neck: "I'm sorry, I lose track of time as soon as I draw the design."
When she went out in the afternoon, she promised Ye Lancheng that she would be back on time for dinner at six o'clock. But as soon as she got busy, she forgot about the time. If he hadn't called her, she might still be immersed in revising the design drawings.
Ye Lancheng still said nothing, looking at her indifferently.
An Zhisu hadn't figured out how to coax the old man, so he had to scratch his head, put the matter aside for now, and said, "Mom said the meal is ready, let's go eat first. Okay?"
Ye Lancheng still didn't answer, but he moved his legs, passed her, and walked out of the room.
An Zhisu followed lazily.
The couple went downstairs, washed their hands and sat at the dining table.
Aunt Rong has already put all the food on the table, half meat and half vegetarian, taking into account everyone's taste.
"Young Master, let me serve you a bowl of soup first." Aunt Rong picked up the empty bowl in front of Ye Lancheng to fill him with a bowl of soup. This soup was stewed by her specially for Ye Lancheng.
"I'll come, I'll come, Aunt Rong, I'll serve it." An Zhisu sat up from the chair like a spring, diligently took the empty bowl and spoon from Aunt Rong's hand, and filled Ye Lancheng with a bowl of soup.
"Do you want me to feed you?" An Zhisu put the soup in front of him and asked very attentively.
Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways, picked up the spoon and drank it.
An Zhisu stuck out his tongue and began to serve him food diligently, trying to please him in every way.
Bai Xinci felt a little want to laugh when she looked at it. She took a chopstick of green cabbage heart and gave it to An Zhisu: "Zhisu, don't worry about him. He is such an adult. He can pick up whatever he wants to eat. You can try to see if the fried cabbage heart tastes good."
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When An Zhisu saw that the bowl was full of cabbage sum, she let out a surprised sound. She subconsciously glanced at the plate of vegetables, and then she realized belatedly that the whole plate was filled with cabbage sum, without a single leaf.
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An Zhisu was very surprised. Normally she doesn't like to eat vegetarian food. The only vegetarian dish she eats is cabbage. It's either the Cantonese style long cabbage or the most common cabbage. She only eats cabbage every time.
, leaving the vegetable leaves, Ye Lancheng lectured her every time. Tonight, a plate of pure cabbage heart suddenly appeared on the table. An Zhisu subconsciously thought that Bai Xinci asked Aunt Rong to prepare it specially, and she immediately thanked her sweetly: "Thank you.
Mom, I love cabbage hearts the most. But Ye Lancheng always lets me eat the cabbage leaves together, and I eat well every time.
pain."
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Bai Xinci saw her son's dark face, suppressed a smile and said, "I didn't ask Aunt Rong to prepare this dish of cabbage."
An Zhisu said, immediately reacted, and quickly thanked Aunt Rong: "Thank you, Aunt Rong."
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng's face turned even darker.
When Aunt Rong saw that Ye Lancheng's face was almost blackened into a piece of carbon, she quickly waved her hand and said, "Young madam, this is not what I prepared."
"Ah?" An Zhisu was a little confused now, and thought for a moment and said: "That's a takeout? Can you order a separate dish of cabbage for takeout now?"
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng almost spit out blood.
He really wanted to open An Zhisu's brain and see what her brain circuit looked like. If she wasn't Bai Xinci or Aunt Rong, wouldn't she be the only one left? Even a fool could guess it, but she was good at guessing the takeaway
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Can the takeout be as considerate as his? Can the takeout be as delicious as his cooking?
Ye Lancheng felt that his wound began to hurt slightly again.
Bai Xinci and Aunt Rong were both surprised by An Zhisu's brain circuit. They looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing. An Zhisu was even more confused by their laughter, and didn't look at Ye Lancheng's face at all, and picked up a cabbage heart.
He stuffed it into his mouth and commented happily: "Well, it's so delicious. Mom, where did you order the takeaway? Tell me later. I'll write down the number so I can order it next time I want to eat.
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Bai Xinci:......
Aunt Rong: ... Young Madam, please turn your head and look at the young man sitting next to you. Don’t you feel that the temperature in the restaurant has dropped a few degrees?