Outrageous! The man I picked up was actually the child's father!

Shu Yanyan slapped her chest in fear, but when she looked closely, she found that the design she had been struggling with all night was actually pointed out by him in just one sentence.

"How did you know?"

Shu Yanyan looked at Feng Jue in disbelief.

Feng Jue raised his chin proudly, "Isn't your husband awesome?"

husband……

cough cough...

Shu Yanyan left the sight guiltily and pretended to be busy revising this part of the design.

Feng Jue looked at the large villa on the blueprint, shook his head slowly, and said, "There are probably not many rich people in the entire South City who can afford this kind of large villa. The design they want is often unique, and the space is large enough. Designers can fully use their imagination and don't have to stick to the current popular elements."

These light words gave Shu Yanyan an epiphany.

The cloud of doubt that had been hanging over my heart for two days dissipated in an instant.

She knew why she was still not satisfied after revising the design so many times, because she was too worried about losing the order and took a conservative approach.

But her initial thinking was wrong.

How can a conservative design impress customers for this kind of villa?

She said excitedly: "I know, I know what to do."

Feng Jue lowered his eyes and looked into her clear, soft and bright eyes. Without even noticing it himself, the corners of his lips curled up.

When she smiles, there are two little dimples on her cheeks, which is sweet and cute.

By the time he realized he had his hand on top of her head, it was too late.

Shu Yanyan raised her head and looked at him puzzledly, "What do you want to do?"

"..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Feng Jue's handsome face.

He originally wanted to take it back, but now he felt embarrassed, so he pretended to be generous and rubbed the top of her head.

"so smart!"

"..."

"hey-hey."

"..."

Shu Yanyan looked at him as if he were an idiot and waved his hand away, like a cute little lion. "I told you not to touch my hair."

What Shu Yanyan is most proud of is her thick, shiny black hair.

No one can touch her hair.

Feng Jue curled his lips and reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Just as Shu Yanyan was getting back into work mode, the man's deep voice suddenly rang out, "I'm sorry, I was wrong before."

Shu Yanyan's whole body froze, and she almost thought she had heard it wrong.

I wanted an apology from Feng Jue before, so I was in the cold war with him for so long.

Now that she finally heard his apology, Shu Yanyan felt that it was not that important.

"It's okay. I did some things wrong too."

Probably because she had reconciled with Feng Jue, Shu Yanyan was very adept at the subsequent design.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Shu Yanyan finally finalized the design, yawned, and fell asleep on the table.

So sleepy!

Now, even if the king of heaven came, she would have to sleep first.

Little did she know that after she fell asleep, Feng Jue came in from outside the door and sighed helplessly.

"Why are you sleeping here? You'll catch a cold."

He patted her shoulder.

Shu Yanyan's sweet dream was disturbed, and she grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Don't disturb me, I want to sleep."

After saying that, she sucked the saliva that flowed to the corner of her mouth.

He turned over and continued to sleep.

"Why does it look like a pig?"

Feng Jue stared at her rosy little face and couldn't help but poked it with his finger.

Chewy, soft and fragrant.

The woman was wearing loose pajamas with her collar torn into a mess. From his angle, he could just take in the scenery hidden under her pajamas.

It was snow-white and bulging.

Feng Jue's eyes became deep. He bent down, picked her up, and walked towards the bed in the room.

Shu Yanyan was half asleep and worried that she might fall, so she subconsciously wrapped her arms around the man's neck.