Wanton pampering!Chased by a coquettish boss

Chapter 5 Strange

The days passed by leisurely, and a month passed safely in the blink of an eye.

Aimee Yan and Mo Ran are planning to start their own small clothing studio, and the product cost for a quarter is about 15, and they don't have that much money at all.

If Yan Yuxi remembers correctly, the winner of the "James Fabric" Cup Fashion Creative Design Competition that will be held soon will have a prize of 50 yuan.

At that time, she will not worry about not having start-up capital.

Auntie Yan never saw Gu Yiqin again, that's right, without that first encounter that aroused his interest, he and her would be two parallel lines in the end, and there would be no intersection.

Everything seemed to be moving in a good direction, but she forgot that things were impermanent, and some things would be difficult to avoid even if it was fate.

In the afternoon of a rest day, when the sunset gradually appeared in the sky, it was as beautiful as a fairyland. Looking down from the roof of the teaching building of University A, one could even have a panoramic view of the scenery of University A.

I saw a girl holding a sketchpad sitting on the rooftop. The breeze brushed her soft hair, revealing the girl's unparalleled beauty and fair complexion.

The girl is like a quiet sleeping lotus, her calm and clear eyes are focused and serious, and the marker pen in her hand is rapidly showing an inspiration outline.

During the four years of being imprisoned by Gu Yiqin, only painting and designing can give her comfort, which is naturally not comparable to the self four years ago.

The man's unmistakable gaze scanned her every inch, making Yan Xi's heart uneasy and frightened. God knows, she had avoided his sight all her life, so why would there be such an unexpected encounter.

He knew that the rapid heartbeat was never his intention.Such a bland woman is definitely not to his liking.

Gu Yiqin stared at the girl's indistinctly pretty face, her eye feathers that looked like butterfly wings seemed to be trembling uncomfortably, her face was astonishingly white, even though her tone was calm and unwavering, it was as if she had seen a ghost.

Aimee Yan relaxed her nervous heart, raised her leg and walked over, opened the door and squatted down to pick it up.

The design of an evening dress was born. The skirt of the dress seems to be flowing down, the details are full, and even the texture of the material has been clearly marked. This is not a draft, but a perfect design that needs to be made into a real thing.

In the last life, he watched him like a voyeur for a year. At the beginning, he was called a pursuit, and he gave all kinds of high-end jewelry and luxury goods as gifts, but she hated such a young master's behavior, and her first impression of him was even worse, so she had a bad impression of him. He didn't respond well.But he didn't expect such behavior to make his interest even higher.

Those designs are like her children, which failed to appear in the previous life, and she must grasp her dream in this life.

There seems to be something wrong with his body, since the last time he saw this woman.It seems to be secretly about to move, and no one knows it except secretly.

Auntie Yan couldn't help rubbing the tip of her right finger, and the cocoons created by drawing and sleeping were gone.

Gu Yiqin glanced down at the painting in his hand, with amazement and admiration in his eyes, and then moved his gaze to the girl in front of him who lowered her head and seemed to be cowering, with thought in her eyes.

Why did Gu Yiqin appear here alone?

Is it a coincidence again?

It seems that he doesn't seem to be staring at her. If he was, he would not allow her to escape.

A pair of clean and shiny black leather shoes suddenly appeared in his eyes, Yan Yuxi immediately recognized that this was a custom-made work by a very famous designer in Milan, and there was a person who only loved this style.

That intuition became more and more obvious, an instinctive resistance and fear made her pores stand up suddenly, and her nerves became a string.

It's definitely not like this.

Of course he didn't know, she would recognize him as a lunatic when turned into ashes.

Seeing that the man remained silent for a long time, and did not intend to return the painting to her, Aimee Yan became very depressed and couldn't help but speak.

She didn't dare to raise her head and let him see her.She was about to pick up the design draft in a hurry, but just when she was stunned and panicked for a moment, a pair of slender jade-like hands picked up the design draft carelessly.

Gu Yiqin suddenly lowered his gaze, looked at the girl's upturned palm indifferently, put the painting into the girl's palm without saying a word, then turned and left.

The blood froze in an instant, and in the air, she could even smell the frightening cold pine and sandalwood fragrance.

That weird feeling became more and more intense, and even the heartbeat that had not been excited for many years also accelerated slightly.

The girl's calm statement caused Gu Yiqin's eyes to narrow slightly, and the man's voice carried a cold smile, "You know who I am if you never look up at me?"

The man had already left without noticing, and Yan Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the stairway where the man disappeared with a pale face, as if walking through hell for a while.

"Mr. Gu, please return my painting to me."

Auntie Yan clenched her palms tightly, straightened up and looked down at the man's leather shoes without even glancing at him.

This is "Luoxia", one of the works she designed during her dull and quiet life in her previous life.

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Auntie Yan had nothing to say, she stared blankly at the ground, palms up, waiting for the man to return the painting.

Yan Yuxi couldn't help but raise her lips when she saw Mo Ran's happy and amazed look.

The sunset has almost disappeared, and night is about to fall. There is a damp and cool breath in the air, and it is obvious that the weather is about to change.

Her fingertips were only an inch away from the design draft on the ground, but her vision and movements suddenly froze.

Fortunately, it didn't fly away.

"Auntie Yan, are you dying?" The man's eyes in his memory were as deep as the sea, as cold as ice, looking at her emaciated appearance due to sleepless nights, "You like to fight against me like this? I'm in front of you." You have never heard of me, and you only care about your paintings every day, so you are so unwilling to stay by my side?"

After a moment of silence, Aimee Yan packed up her things and hurried back to the house she rented with Mo Ran.

Yan Yuxi reached out to catch it, but the design draft fell in the crack of the door, only a small corner could be seen.

After finishing the last stroke, Aunt Yan put away her things and was about to leave, but suddenly a gust of wind blew up the sketchpad in her hand, and the design draft was blown away from her fingertips.

It wasn't until a year later that this lunatic started going crazy when she was 19 years old, and he would do anything to her, and it was inevitable.

But passing by those slender eyelashes, one can vaguely see a pair of clear and moving eyes, even though they are drooping down like a godless, it is difficult to hide their brightness.

I still remember how Gu Yiqin got angry when he was drawing like crazy at that time.

This is a two-bedroom and one living room rented for their convenience to open an online store. Yan Yuxi handed over the daily design drafts to Mo Ran.

Have you finished designing?Xixi, you are awesome!Wow, how do I feel that the clothes you design are getting better and better! "

Thinking of this scene, a sarcastic smile flashed on her lips, but it faded away in just a second.

Take today as an accident, in this life, she doesn't want to have any interaction with him again.

After retracting her thoughts, she turned to look at Mo Ran. She saw Mo Ran holding the design draft and planning board production, auxiliary materials, development, and marketing, but was short of start-up funds.A notebook was filled with dense notes. Yan Yuxi looked at her with bright stars in her eyes.

We all strive to be the best we can be.