On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Before Wensu's art exhibition was held, Jiang Shu sent An Jie out of the country.

On the surface, it was to deal with the matter of the project, and no one was allowed to follow.

She ordered a cheongsam in the past few days and needed to measure it in person. The store was found by Lu Xun with help. The address is secret, and the tailor is also a well-known dressmaker in Haicheng.

Measuring the size is cumbersome, and it took two hours to finish.

The designer flattered: "Miss Jiang has a good figure, suitable for wearing a cheongsam, have you worn it before?"

Jiang Shu shook his head.

"Unfortunately. Let's choose a color."

Jiang Shu doesn't like troublesome clothes these years. The simpler the clothes, the better. This is the first time that she has seriously customized a cheongsam for herself, and she is very serious.

"Magnolia white, I like it."

Her fingers rest on a piece of fabric.

In fact, these years, she seldom wore white clothes. She had to go to work and take care of Lao Jiang, so it was easy to get dirty.

This is the first time.

"Miss Jiang has a good eye. White suits you very well."

Jiang Shu listened silently, "When can I see ready-to-wear?"

"It's Saturday, but the ready-to-wear is ready, so I'll trouble you to try it on. If it doesn't fit, you can change it."

"I trust you, and I also trust Lu Xun's vision." Jiang Shu bent his lips and swiped his card.

Before leaving, Jiang Shu went down the second floor, and met an acquaintance head-on, who was carrying a Chanel bag, followed by a few people, and looked up when going up the stairs.

He bumped into Jiang Shu.

Fighting hand to hand, the former showed surprise, and subconsciously took his foot up the stairs, "It's you."

Jiang Shu stood on the stairs, "Miss Wen is also here to try on clothes."

Wen Su grabbed the bag chain tightly, "Well, Ah Yan ordered it for me, saying it was a birthday present."

The eyes of her and Fu Shiyan are really coincidental.

Jiang Shu remained calm: "Birthday? When?"

Wen Su looked a little hesitant, "On Saturday, I remember my mother invited me."

"Saturday?" she asked again.

Wen Su's eyes became firm, "Yes."

"Then can I go? Celebrate your birthday." Jiang Shu suddenly smiled, as if she didn't know anything.

Wen Su didn't rush to answer, but said, "Didn't Ms. Jiang come to the jewelry exhibition two days ago?"

Jiang Shu nodded, "Yes, you invited Lu Xun, and I will go with him then."

After speaking, she bent her lips.

Wen Su tightened his grip on the chain, and his palms were sweating a little.

"Your relationship with Lu Xun seems unusual."

"He's my boyfriend."

Wen Su was surprised, and squinted his eyes, "...Does Ah Yan know?"

After asking this question, she regretted it, because Jiang Shu showed a smile that could not help but say, "You know, doesn't he know?"

After finishing speaking, she stepped down the stairs and stopped when she rubbed shoulders with Wen Su. She said softly: "Don't worry, I won't come empty-handed. On your birthday, I will give you a big gift."

These words were ordinary, but Wen Su shuddered when he heard them.

Jiang Shu took another step and gradually drifted away.

Wen Su turned around and stared at her figure until she disappeared around the corner, with sweaty palms.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" the servant asked.

Wen Su pursed her lips and said impatiently: "Paper!"

The servant was startled, and hurriedly took out a tissue from the bag and handed it over. Wen Su went upstairs, wiped his hands vigorously, and then threw the bag with sweat on his hands into the trash can, full of anger and impatient.

Everyone was shocked.

The designers looked at each other in blank dismay, this is a young lady with a bad temper.