he is intoxicated

Nan Hua's tone was slightly disgusted: "The air in the car is too sour, it's so stuffy."

"Click", the car lock is unlocked.

Nan Hua pushed open the car door, straddled her long legs, and got out of the car.

Standing on the side of the road, breathing in the fresh air, the thin and cool air in late summer and early autumn stimulated the delicate lung lobes, causing a slight pain.

Huo Beiyao didn't drive the car away.

The extended black Maybach parked silently by the side of the road, like a silent giant.

It wasn't until Gu Yi drove over that he slowly started the car and left.

Sit in Gu Yikai's silver-gray Bentley.

Nanhua sent a message to her husband: Thank you, sir.I was with Huo Beiyao and Lin Yanyan just now, and I ran into some trouble, so I called to ask you to send a car over.

The husband replied quickly: Everyone said that I am your husband, so don't always say thank you for such trivial things in the future, Shengfen.

Nan Hua was startled, and thought for a second before remembering that she said "my husband" just now, and her ears felt slightly hot.

She sent a message to explain: I just said it smoothly, I'm sorry.

MR: No, I like it when you say that.

Nanhua's heart was beating loudly in her chest a few times, and most women would call "my husband" as "my husband".

Are you implying something, sir?

Or are you kidding me?

Should be the latter.

After all, the two of them haven't gotten to know each other well enough.

Monday morning.

RosaClara Design Office.

Zhu Li walked in with the order book and said to Nan Hua, "Mr. Shen, I just received an urgent order for a female star named Wu Mei. One month later, she will wear it on the red carpet, and the deposit has been paid." The company account is on, and I know the way, it should be introduced by an old customer."

Nan Hua looked at the schedule and asked, "Have you made an appointment with her?"

"Miss Wu made an appointment to meet you at Ye Shi at nine o'clock tonight."

Nan Hua raised her eyebrows, "Ye Shi?"

"It's a well-known bar in this city, that is, a nightclub."

Nan Hua raised her hand and rubbed her brow bone, "Appointment at a nightclub, it's so noisy, how can we talk about design?"

"Ms. Wu said that she usually has a lot of announcements, and it's rare to spare some time. She wants to go to a nightclub to relax. By the way, she also arranges the size and design requirements together to save time."

In this line of work, it is inevitable that you will meet all kinds of customers. The more glamorous people are, the more likely they will have some weird requests. "Mom" made cheongsam.

In order to take care of her, she asked Zhu Li: "Do you have time tonight? Come with me."

"Yes, Teacher Shen."

"Thank you."

"It should be, it's all my job."

"Okay, go get busy."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the two took a taxi and arrived at Ye Shi on time.

After paying for tickets, the two walked in.

It's a big and lively nightclub with luxurious decoration, the lights are dimmed and ambiguous, and there are men and women on the dance floor, shaking very high.

On the huge high stage ahead, two DJs, one male and one female, were playing discs. The rhythmic electronic music was deafening.

Wu Mei is at the VIP booth.

Nan Hua and Zhu Li looked for it together.

The VIP deck is a little quieter, and if you speak louder, you can still hear clearly.

In the dim light, Nan Hua carefully looked at Wu Mei who was sitting across from her.

The black tube top was narrow and wrapped around the important parts, and a pair of denim hip-length hot pants was worn underneath, revealing a slender water snake waist and long snow-white legs.

Holding the wine glass in his right hand, he casually dangled it, smoked the smoke between his slender fingers, his long hair dyed pale gold lazily hung on his shoulders, two exaggerated metal earrings on his ears, and a pair of earrings on his face. Oversized sunglasses.

Wu Mei pushed the sunglasses to the top of her head, revealing a plastic-plastic face that came out of the assembly line, with unlined eyebrows, European-style large double eyelids, lying silkworms, ribbed nose, and standard smiling lips.

Good-looking is good-looking, but it is a bit stiff and not recognizable.

Nanhua couldn't think of any TV series she had acted in for a moment.

Wu Mei beckoned to the waiter to serve Nanhua wine.

Nan Hua stopped with a smile: "Don't drink during working hours, thank you."

Wu Mei looked at her in surprise, "Cocktail, the alcohol content is very low."

"No, it will affect work."

"Where's the drink?"

"No thanks."

"Okay then." Wu Mei withdrew her arms, lying on the table with half of her body soft and boneless, shaking her head rhythmically with the music, her eyes were somewhat decadent.

Nan Hua took out a pen and notepad from her bag, and asked with a smile: "Miss Wu, what style of dress do you want, and what ideas do you have, you can tell me in advance, so I have a general direction in mind."

Wu Mei put the cigarette to her lips and took a puff, then slowly blew out a smoke ring towards Nanhua, and said lazily, "It's enough to be beautiful enough, just beautiful enough, walking on the red carpet, you can do whatever you want."

Nan Hua tilted her head slightly, avoiding the smoke ring she spit over, and wrote down her request in a notepad.

While Zhu Li took a soft ruler to help her measure her body, Nan Hua took out a sketchbook from her bag to find some inspiration.

Before coming here, she checked Wu Mei's red carpet information on the Internet, and every time she dressed very coolly, either showing the front or showing the back, the scale was astonishingly large.

With a little inspiration, she quickly sketched in the sketchbook with a pencil.

Not long after, a slender man walked over, holding a glass of amber foreign wine in his hand, and sat down beside her.

The man was young, about 24 or [-] years old, well dressed, with a dandy atmosphere, and a self-righteous arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes.

He tilted his head to look at Nanhua, reached out to greet the waiter, and said familiarly: "waiter, open a bottle of Louis XIII for this beautiful lady, and charge it to my account."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, the wine will be delivered right away." The waiter enthusiastically agreed, and placed an order for the wine to be delivered.

Nan Hua moved inside, distanced herself from him, and said politely, "I'm sorry, I'm working, so I can't drink during working hours, thank you."

The man drank the wine in the glass, put his elbows on the table and rested his chin, looked at her with squinting eyes, and said frivolously: "Does the beauty work in a nightclub? How much is the night package? What's the trick?"

Nan Hua's face turned cold, and she wanted to slap him.

But years of upbringing made her suppress her anger, and she picked up the sketchbook and shook it in front of his eyes, "I'm a dress designer, and I'm here to meet clients."

"Gown designer, this is a good job. I have an important occasion to wear a dress next month." He casually stretched out his hand to her, "Give me your contact information, beauty."

"Only custom-made women's dresses, not men's custom-made, I'm sorry." After Nanhua finished speaking alienatedly, she ignored him, looked away, and picked up a pen to continue sketching in the sketchbook.

But the man refused to let her go, stared at her drunkenly, and suddenly slapped the table, "I know you, your name is Shen Nanhua!"

Nan Hua was secretly surprised, but the pen in her hand didn't stop.

"My name is Lin Ke, Ke Xing's Ke, and I'm Lin Yanyan's cousin. Zhengchou couldn't find you, so you sent him to the door by yourself. You snatched her fiancé and made her lose face in front of so many people, you fucking And mood work?"

Nan Hua paused holding the pencil, looked up at Zhu Li, and urged her, "Hurry up, we'll leave after measuring."

"Okay, Teacher Shen." Zhu Li squatted down and measured Wu Mei's leg length.

Link frowned, "Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

He reached out to take the wine and glass from the waiter, and poured a full glass.

Suddenly, he lowered his head, spit out thick phlegm with a "pooh", pushed the wine glass in front of Nan Hua, and said with a hidden smile, "Drink this glass of wine, and I will let you go."

Nan Hua was disgusted.

The big beautiful eyes stared at him coldly, and she slapped the sketchbook on the table, she stood up, grabbed her bag and was about to leave.

A group of people gathered around behind him.