Chapter 425: I want to ask you to help me break the corner
"Miss Emma, did you come here today to order a cheongsam?" An Zhisu got back to business and did not talk much about her personal affairs.
Emma nodded and shook her head: "No, I would like to ask Miss An to help me design a wedding dress."
An Zhisu:……
Wedding dress?
You went to the wrong door, I'm just a cheongsam designer.
"Miss Emma, congratulations on your wedding, but I'm sorry, I don't know how to design wedding dresses. Our Suhuan studio specializes in cheongsam dress design." An Zhisu still had a polite smile on his face.
"I know." Emma nodded: "But I saw the wedding dress you designed for Mrs. Su, and I like it very much."
An Zhisu explained: "The main body of the wedding dress was designed by the famous wedding dress designer Lisa. I just helped modify the design of the back, which is not considered my work. Miss Emma likes Lisa's design, I can do it for you
Recommended.”
"I don't like her design." Emma said bluntly: "I only like your design concept."
An Zhisu was a little embarrassed: "But I really don't know how to design wedding dresses. If I design a toast dress, then I have no problem. But for wedding dresses, Miss Emma would be better off finding a professional wedding dress designer."
"No one else can design the effect I want. Every couple who gets married has a special story. I want to write my story and his into the wedding dress. Maybe a professional wedding dress designer can design it for me.
I want to create a breathtakingly beautiful wedding dress, but that’s not what I want. Miss An, I don’t know if you can understand what I say.” Emma’s tone became sincere.
Of course An Zhisu understands, she understands it too well. The wedding dress designed by Lisa for Xia Ning has interpreted Su Ye's design concept as much as possible. She can understand Su Ye's love at a glance. But Xia Ning may not understand, but she
After a slight modification, not only Xia Ning understood it, but the whole world also understood Su Ye's love for Xia Ning. That is their story.
"Let me tell you a story." Emma picked up the tea cup again, took a sip, and then slowly told a story.
"There once was a little girl. Her family was very rich. She lived in a villa in a wealthy area. The house was large and there were many servants. However, the little girl's parents were busy with work all year round and rarely accompanied the little girl. The little girl felt lonely.
, he was silent all day long, and over time he developed mild autism.
One year, a new neighbor moved next door to the little girl's house. The neighbor had a little boy about the same age as her. The little boy was lively and cheerful. His mother took him to visit the new neighbor. The little boy brought a
He gave the flowers to the little girl and gave the little girl a warm smile.
The little girl cherished the bouquet of flowers and placed them on the bedside table. She went to bed with her every night and woke up with her every morning. However, the bouquet of flowers died soon after and the little girl cried sadly all day long.
None of them had eaten.
The servants at home were very anxious and ran to buy a bouquet of identical flowers for her, but the little girl still refused to eat. The servants had no choice but to ask the little boy next door, hoping that he could give the little girl another bouquet of flowers.
.
The kind and warm little boy not only gave the little girl a bouquet of flowers, but also ate with her and said many things that only a young adult would say. The little girl was so happy that it seemed as if a light came into her lonely world.
A beam of light.
Later, the little boy often sent flowers to the little girl, and the little girl's flowers never withered again. The little boy also often accompanied the little girl to eat and play, and the little girl gradually got out of autism and became cheerful again.
But the good times did not last long. When the little girl was ten years old, her family immigrated to the United States. The little girl and the little boy were separated. The little girl took nothing with her, only the floral specimen that the little boy made for her.
After arriving in the United States, the little girl was assigned a lot of courses. She was busy learning this and that every day. Coupled with the time difference between the two countries, she had less and less contact with the little boy.
The little girl thought that when she grew up, she would no longer remember the little boy. But until she met the little girl again, she realized that for so many years, the little boy had always been the light in her world. Only when she saw him, she
The world is bright.
The little girl finally understood that her feelings for the little boy were not a childhood playmate in the neighborhood. She loved the little boy. No wonder she never liked anyone else after she grew up.
But the little girl understood it too late, because when she understood it, there was already another girl beside the little boy. That girl was beautiful, elegant, and gentle. The little boy doted on her like a treasure. The little girl became an outsider and would never be seen again.
The qualifications are close.”
This is a story that is beautiful at the beginning, warm in the middle, and sad at the end. It is also a bit cliché. To put it bluntly, it is a childhood sweetheart who was lost to time and distance. It is simply a bad story.
But An Zhisu was still moved when he heard it. In the final analysis, love stories in this world are all similar. They may start sweet and end sad. Or they may start sad and end sweet. Or they may be sweet from beginning to end, or they may end sad. However,
Just like there are no two leaves with the same pattern in the world, sweet love has its own sweetness, and sad stories have their own sadness. In fact, they are fundamentally different.
"What happened next?" An Zhisu knew that this was Emma's story, and also knew that the story was not over yet. If the story ended in tragedy, there would be no drama like Emma coming to find him today.
"Later?" Emma suddenly smiled, meaning unknown: "Then it hasn't started yet."
An Zhisu:……
What’s the answer to why it hasn’t started yet?
An Zhisu was confused by the whole story, and it hasn't started yet. So what kind of wedding dress are you going to order? Do you plan to wear the wedding dress to steal someone else's wedding?
"Although it hasn't started yet, the ending must be what I want." Emma was very confident.
An Zhisu asked straightforwardly: "Is Miss Emma planning to steal the marriage?"
Emma laughed: "The word kidnapping is a bit interesting, but I won't give him the chance to marry another woman. He can only wear a groom's dress once in his life, that is when he marries me."
"So you are planning to pry into the corner?" An Zhisu became more straightforward and advised earnestly: "Miss Emma, you immigrated when you were very young. Maybe you don't know that there is an old saying in our country that it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage.
, which means that I would rather demolish a temple than destroy other people’s karma. This is immoral.”
Emma propped up her chin and listened carefully, but her answer was very naughty: "But I also heard that there is a saying in our country that as long as the other person is not married, other people will still have a chance."
An Zhisu:……
An Zhisu felt like he was running out of words.
"Miss An, aren't you willing to design a wedding dress for me?" Emma seemed to have picked up on An Zhisu's hint.
An Zhisu is also a very upright player: "Sorry, Miss Emma, I don't want to."
Emma wasn't angry either. She put down her teacup and stood up: "Miss An, I'm looking forward to meeting you next time. I believe you will be willing to do so."
"I won't do such a thing to help a tyrant." An Zhisu refused righteously.
Emma smiled without saying a word, gave her a naughty and confident smile and left.
An Zhisu thought to herself that this was a really strange person. She would not help Emma to gain leverage on others.