The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

Mu Qingge pursed his lips, sighed inwardly, and did not speak.

In order to make Mu Qingge happy, he immediately called the people outside the door in.

"Niqi?" Mu Qingge's pupils suddenly dilated, never dreaming that he could see her in China.

Nikki walked over with a grin, with a deeper smile on her lips.

"I heard you were injured, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, thank you." Mu Qingge still couldn't recover from the shock, and stared blankly at Ni Qi.

Nikki would actually come to China for her?
Niki looked at Gu Xiuye ​​calmly, and said something: "It's okay, I just came here for a trip."

Gu Xiuye ​​touched his nose and turned his head away.

"By the way, I still want to ask you, are you willing to continue helping me?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Mu Qingge's eyes, and he opened his mouth wide: "You mean, can I continue to cooperate with you?"

Niki shrugged slightly, spread her hands and smiled, "Why not?"

He took out the document that he had already prepared from his bag, and was just about to hand it to Mu Qingge when he was snatched away by a pair of hands that suddenly stretched out.

"She's not well yet."

Gu Xiuye ​​put the document aside and said coldly.

"But Arlo wants to video with her and ask her for fashion week advice."

Arlo is Filo's Chief Art Director.

Hearing Ai Luo's name, Mu Qingge stood up and nodded like a pounding garlic: "I'm fine, I can video, I'm fine."

Mu Qingge couldn't even speak clearly, and gestured anxiously.

Fearing that Gu Xiuye ​​would disagree, he clasped his hands together and pouted pitifully: "Just take a video, I promise not to move!"

What Gu Xiuye ​​was most afraid of was Mu Qingge acting like a baby to her, not to mention that she was already weak and looked pitiful.

"Just for a while, I'll come to collect the computer when the time comes."

Mu Qingge stood up, stroked his hair, and faced the screen.

From the screen, I saw the woman who is all-powerful in the fashion industry, leaning on the sofa with a smile, wearing home clothes, not even makeup.

"Miss Ailuo, hello, I'm Mu Qingge."

Her throat became very dry from tension.

Aurora smiled lowly: "Don't be nervous, I just called the video to confirm whether your condition is up to the job, you should understand how important Philo's theme show is."

Mu Qingge nodded sharply.

Seeing her excited appearance, Aurora smiled flamboyantly.

"The theme this time is Crystal Tribute. Nikki has already given you the design draft of the model's costume designer. You can design the jewelry according to the costume, is that okay?"

"can."

After hearing Mu Qingge's words, Ai Luo yawned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned off the video.

Until she hung up the phone, Mu Qingge still couldn't believe that the influential figure in the fashion circle was talking to her in front of her just now.

Seeing her stunned look, Nikki stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"Hey, wake up."

"Look at the document I gave you." Ni Qi handed to Mu Qingge the document that Gu Xiuye ​​took away and put on the bedside just now.

Mu Qingge looked down and looked at it, and couldn't help but admire the dexterity of Filo's designer.

"The theme is a tribute to crystals. How about embellishing jewelry with small crystals? It can't take away the brilliance of the clothes, after all, it is a fashion show."

Mu Qingge lowered his head, and pulled back the strands of hair scattered around his ears.

Gu Xiuye ​​stood at the door and watched her and Ni Qi discussing the design draft, and his heart moved slightly.

The sun shone on her body, casting a halo around her, and Gu Xiuye ​​could only accommodate her alone.

Once the design is mentioned, Mu Qingge's whole body will exude charming charm, which makes Gu Xiuye ​​even more fascinated.

Looking at it at the door, he was fascinated, and forgot what he said just now not to make Mu Qingge too tired.

It wasn't until Ni Qi and Mu Qingge finished chatting that Gu Xiuye ​​came back to his senses.

"Don't talk for so long next time, you need to rest."

Gu Xiuye ​​supported the backrest behind her, pursed his lips.

Mu Qingge heard the dissatisfaction in his tone, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't do it next time."

"But..." Mu Qingge raised his eyes and looked at Gu Xiuye ​​cautiously.

Hearing her turning point, Gu Xiuye ​​knew that she would not give up easily.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do in the ward, why don't you just let me draw a design draft?"

She asked in a questioning tone, with a faint look of anticipation in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Gu Xiuye ​​remembered the starlight in her eyes when she was talking about the design draft at the door just now.

The words of refusal that had reached his lips were swallowed abruptly by him.

"it is good."

Mu Qingge was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Gu Xiuye ​​to agree so readily.

Gu Xiuye ​​tucked her quilt up: "I have a condition, I have to rest every hour, and I can't forget food and sleep."

"Okay!" Mu Qingge's eyes flickered again.

Gu Xiuye ​​smiled helplessly and shook his head.

With Gu Xiuye's affirmation, Mu Qingge spends several hours every day drawing design drafts for "Crystal Tribute".

Without Gu Xiuye's reminder, I set an alarm clock for myself, and obediently put down my pen every hour.

Every time Gu Xiuye ​​asked the doctor, he got news that she was recovering day by day, and the hanging heart gradually returned to its original place.

Zhou Shuang turned off comments on Weibo, locked herself at home and never went out for a long time.

It wasn't until she saw the news that Mu Qingge was injured and hospitalized that day that her eyes, which had been silent for a long time, moved slightly.

After struggling at home for a long time, Zhou Shuang decided to go to the hospital to see Mu Qingge, and by the way, personally apologize to her in front of her.

Zhou Shuang stood at the door of the ward, took several deep breaths, and then raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A clear and pleasant voice sounded in the room.

Zhou Shuang stood in front of Mu Qingge's window with an apologetic face, her hands tightly clenched in front of her lower abdomen, not knowing how to speak.

"Miss Zhou?" Mu Qingge frowned, his tone cold.

Since Zhou Shuang's accusation of plagiarism came to light, Zhou Shuang never appeared in front of others again.

But Mu Qingge didn't find it strange either. Zhou Shuang had never suffered any setbacks since she first emerged in the design circle.

However, Mu Qingge wondered why Zhou Shuang appeared in her ward.

"sorry!"

Zhou Shuang bit her lower lip and bowed to Mu Qingge.

The waist is bent to ninety degrees, showing sincerity.

"I was obsessed with ghosts before! I shouldn't have designed to frame you! I'm sorry!"

Mu Qingge stared at Zhou Shuang dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

It took a long time to recover, and hurriedly said: "Miss Zhou, you don't have to do this, haven't you already apologized?"

"It's more sincere to apologize in person." Zhou Shuang's words were very sincere, without any falsehood.

Mu Qingge looked at her and bit his lip lightly.