Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

An Xinran looked at each carefully created design work, beaming with joy. It really deserves to be a large-scale art exhibition and a dream place for designers.

Fu Shaoxun saw that An Xinran was devoting himself to reading the works, but left him in the cold, faintly jealous.

"Girl, can you introduce me?" Fu Shaoxun said softly, without taking his eyes off her.

"Okay." An Xinran said without thinking.

In An Xinran's eyes, these works are something she admires, but in his eyes, she is a treasure in his eyes. An Xinran who is serious is like an orchid, with piercing eyes, bright as the sun, focused, watching It can be seen that she respects the works and appreciates them better.

Many people came in to see it, just to show their identities, and glanced at it hastily, but no one could tell its special features like An Xinran.

Such An Xinran, Fu Shaoxun couldn't see that she would be an amateur in design, like a well-hidden master.

Maybe it was his illusion.

"Are you listening to me?" Halfway through An Xinran's speech, it was not surprising to see Fu Shaoxun staring at her in a daze, anyway, it was not the first time.

Fu Shaoxun withdrew his thoughts indifferently, "Listen again, you are saying that the flaw in this work is that it has no emotion. It looks beautiful and can make people remember it at a glance, but it can't touch people's hearts."

Fu Shaoxun has the ability to focus on two things, and can listen to An Xinran's explanation while distracted.

"Look, these designs are all in different fields. Interior design, various architectural designs, product designs, etc. all have unique design concepts. Each work is unique. They..."

An Xinran was silent in front of a design drawing. It was a design draft of a necklace. It was a manuscript. The technique was raw and the lines were uneven in thickness. Judging from the age of the paper, it could be seen that it was old.

How did this design appear here?

An Xinran was in a trance, and she couldn't help reaching out to touch it. The staff at the side seemed to notice it, and stopped her, "I'm sorry, miss, here is a clear rule that you are not allowed to touch any work, thank you for your cooperation."

"I'm sorry." An Xinran withdrew her hand.

"Shao Xun, let's go and have a look elsewhere." When An Xinran took Fu Shaoxun's arm to leave, Chi Wenxiu and Zhuo Leng walked towards each other.

An Xinran looked unnatural, let go of Fu Shaoxun's hand, and took Chi Wenxiu's arm, "Mom, let's go look elsewhere, there is nothing to see ahead."

Fu Shaoxun glanced at that design, why did it make An Xinran lose his mind?

"You don't know, but a design won a big prize, and it was a necklace that was bought for someone else." Chi Wenxiu's words came to Fu Shaoxun's mind, and an idea also appeared at the same time.

Could An Xinran's talent be so high?
Fu Shaoxun also recognized this design. It was created by a famous designer in the world. The famous name below is his signature. This necklace has not been produced so far. It is said that the designer is looking for someone to say Only that person can produce the most perfect piece of this necklace.

Fu once wanted to buy it at a high price, not only the Fu Group, no matter how many people paid a high price, the designer insisted not to sell it.

"Of course, look, Shao Xun, you and I don't disturb your interest with Uncle Zhuo, we just go shopping casually, mother doesn't know much about these things."

Chi Wenxiu insisted on letting An Xinran and Fu Shaoxun go shopping by themselves. An Xinran saw that Chi Wenxiu was going to go forward, and couldn't help being anxious, but couldn't find any reason.

Suddenly, Chi Wenxiu looked over Fu Shaoxun's shoulder and saw the painting that An Xinran had just seen, feeling a little familiar.

"Of course, that..." Chi Wenxiu pointed excitedly.

"Mom, it's a coincidence, you read it wrong." An Xinran wanted to stop Chi Wenxiu from going forward to ask for confirmation, but Chi Wenxiu put An Xinran's hand down and walked straight to the design draft.

Not far away, there was a person in a wheelchair next to a glass pillar, and a person standing behind him kept looking at An Xinran's direction, because he was so far away that his line of sight would not be noticed.

"Do everything possible to buy that design draft." Su Chenyu's voice was faintly excited, and his black eyes surged.

Amu was puzzled, "Master, that design draft is not for sale, is there something special about it?"

"No matter what method is used, it must be taken down." Su Chenyu's hostility spread all over his body, and his words were bound to win.

He has been looking for it for so many years, so it turns out that here, he should have noticed this, and he should have believed in her talent.

Amu lowered his head, "Yes, master."

When Chi Wenxiu tried to touch her hand, she was also stopped by the staff.

"Mom." An Xinran wanted to take Chi Wenxiu away.

Chi Wenxiu grabbed An Xinran's wrist, "Of course, you are an old mother and have a bad memory, don't you?"

"No, I don't mean anything else. This, Mom, you really admitted your mistake. It looks very similar, but it's not mine." An Xinran explained dryly, even she herself didn't believe what she said.

"Of course!" Chi Wenxiu shouted angrily.

An Xinran slowly let go of Chi Wenxiu's hand, lowered her eyes, and slightly parted her lips, unable to speak out.

Although Chi Wenxiu and An Xinran's voices were quiet, there was still a little commotion. A few people looked at them, including the signed designer of this design draft.

Fu Shaoxun took a step forward and stood by An Xinran's side, with a dark light in his eyes, and asked softly, "Mom, does this have anything to do with Xinran?"

Chi Wenxiu's gaze turned to the design draft, and tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes excitedly, "Didn't I say that Ranran's award-winning design was sold?"

"That's the one. I'd recognize it even if it hadn't been recognized."

"Don't cry." Zhuo Leng wiped away the tears on Chi Wenxiu's cheeks with distress.

"Back then, it took a long time to draw it. She, who had no sound mind, found her grandparents and helped her buy design books. She learned the word inspiration from the book. In order to find inspiration, As soon as school is over, I run to the mountains, and as soon as I sit, it gets dark."

"Because of a casual sentence from me, Ranran has been sensible since she was a child. One day on my birthday, she asked me what gift I wanted. I replied perfunctorily, I wanted a necklace. She said that I don't have any money now, but it doesn't matter. She can design one. As my birthday present, I will build it when I have money."

"Look, there is a yellow piece here, which is oil residue." Chi Wenxiu pointed to a spot on the white paper, "This is the day when Ranran finished the painting, she brought it to me happily, and I happened to be cooking. I accidentally dripped it on it." of."

An Xinran turned her head to the side, as if the person she was talking about was not her.

"May I ask, how did you hand it over later?" A mellow baritone interjected and asked.

He is a man in his early forties, with a certain gentlemanly manner on his head, a high nose bridge, thin lips, a dignified body, and a dignified appearance. He is a typical Frenchman and speaks fluent French.

Chi Wenxiu only thought he was listening to the story, and didn't hide it for the sake of listening to the follow-up. This is her daughter's excellence, and she should announce it to the whole world.

The corners of Zhuo Ling's mouth twitched slightly. He knew Chi Wenxiu and supported him.

"Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. These are all things in the past." An Xinran stopped her and indirectly acknowledged what Chi Wenxiu said earlier.

Fu Shaoxun tightened his arms around An Xinran, and An Xinran looked at Fu Shaoxun in pain, with puzzled eyes.

"How many things haven't been told to me?" Fu Shaoxun felt dejected if he lost something.

Fu Shaoxun didn't let go of the strength in his hand, An Xinran staggered and stood on tiptoe cooperatively, which could relieve the pain in his waist.

"It all happened when I was a child." An Xinran looked at Fu Shaoxun with an expression that she couldn't blame me.

Fu Shaoxun was furious, afraid of hurting An Xinran, he let go of his hands quietly, "Really? When I go back, I will interrogate you about the past."

Fu Shaoxun bit the word "past" very hard, saying that An Xinran was doomed.

An Xinran had a bitter face, and wrote a few words begging to be spared.

"Excuse me, is this lady Miss An?" The man in front of him asked again.

An Xinran hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded slightly.

The man suddenly shook An Xinran's hand excitedly, "Great, I finally found you, Miss An."

Fu Shaoxun frowned, and withdrew An Xinran's hand from the French man.

"Please show respect." Fu Shaoxun warned coldly.

"I'm sorry, I was too excited, Miss An, I have been looking for you all these years."

"Looking for me?" An Xinran looked left and right, pointing at herself.

The man stabilized his emotions and looked at Chi Wenxiu, "Madam, can I ask you to finish the story just now? I need further verification. People who want to get this mysterious star over the years are very fast. I want to make sure, is Miss An the right one?" Its original owner."

The man's words caused a lot of commotion, and he looked straight at this side, focusing on An Xinran.

"Excuse me, I think we need to find a quiet place to sit down and discuss this matter, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles to my wife and my mother-in-law." Fu Shaoxun swept around coolly , to warn those who are about to move.

He didn't expect such an episode, and he didn't make any preparations. So many people wanted this necklace, so the consequences.

"I didn't think well, please come this way, follow me." The man made a gesture of respectful invitation.

An Xinran looked at Fu Shaoxun to ask for advice. She didn't expect to see her long, long-ago works here, and they were still being searched for.

Fu Shaoxun hugged An Xinran tightly, and with encouragement from his black eyes, he told her silently that it was okay, he was still by his side.

Although it was an open expo, there were lounges and conference rooms, and the four of An Xinran followed the man and turned left and right to a lounge.

"Don't worry here, it's my private lounge. Sit down and I'll make you some tea." The man was very enthusiastic, especially towards An Xinran.

If it wasn't for Fu Shaoxun beside him, he would have hugged him right away.

"Zhuo Leng, did I get Ranran into trouble?" Chi Wenxiu was even more uneasy, looking at Zhuo Leng, she was proud of her daughter, but forgot to consider other factors.

Zhuo Ling supported Chi Wenxiu's shoulder and let her lean on his shoulder, "Don't think about it, no."

An Xinran, who was not far from Chi Wenxiu, listened to the words of the two, reached out to hold Chi Wenxiu's white hand, "Yes, Mom, you are right, don't think too much about it."

"This is not a bad thing. This is a gift I gave you. If I can get it back, I will be the happiest, because I promised you that in the future, I will definitely make this necklace for you."

Chi Wenxiu's eyes were rippling and watery.

"Mom, don't cry. If you don't cry, you will cause trouble for me." An Xinran put up the airs of a little adult, and Fu Shaoxun couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

It's no wonder that his little girl is always remembered by people, and when peach blossoms appear, who makes his little girl so outstanding.