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Qin sees that Lu Nian's clothing is professional, and he has won prizes in many foreign competitions, so he would be a fool not to take advantage of it, so he took it as a gift of love.

The two spent a whole afternoon in the photo studio like this. During this period, Qiao Shuang also learned a lot about fashion design from Qin Jianlu. Seeing that she was cute and Gu Mian, Qin Jianlu was also happy to teach her.

The two of them got to know each other very well within a short while, and they almost hooked their shoulders.

"Is this a finished work?" Qiao Shuang put down the fabric in his hand, looked at a large photo album on the table and asked.

Qin Jianlu glanced at it, pulled out the booklet and pushed it over: "This is a photo taken by a previous guest. I think the one that looks good is here to stay. You can take a look if you are bored."

Qiao Shuang opened the heavy photo album, looked at the photos in different outfits but they were all very eye-catching and praised: "They are all so beautiful, did you take them all?" Brother Xiaolu.

In just half a day, Qin Jianlu changed from "Mr. Qin" to "Brother Xiaolu", which shows how thick-skinned this person is.

Feeling comfortable being called, Qin saw Lu paralyzed on a bamboo recliner, opened a fan with one hand to cover the slightly glaring light, and said in a casual tone, "That's it, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Qiao Shuang was pleasantly surprised: "Is it possible? But I don't know photography."

Qin Jianlu waved his hand, picked up a cherry from the table and threw it into his mouth, his mouth was vague: "You can't even carry a tripod with your body, you should learn fashion design."

It just so happens that Qiao Shuang likes to do handicrafts, she has a foundation in painting, and she has a cute personality, so she should be able to learn with patience.

"Yes, can it be?" Qiao Shuang was surprised and also a little embarrassed. Qin Jianlu was a very powerful designer at first glance. Isn't it a bit too thick-skinned for him to learn for nothing.

"Learn from her if you like, and I will pay for the tuition." Gu Mian, who was sitting on the side while drinking tea and reading a magazine, interrupted.

"What's there to be embarrassed about." Qin Jianlu replied with a smile: "Anyway, it's the favor your Miss Gu owes me, so you'll just hang out with me from now on."

Qiao Shuang raised the corners of her mouth and nodded.

"But when will you get married?" Qin Jianlu asked casually.

Qiao Shuang subconsciously looked at Gu Mian.

Boss Gu didn't panic at all, and replied calmly: "When you become an adult, go to register."

Chapter 20

The afterglow of the evening pours under the blue sky, dyeing all people, objects and things in warm colors.

Qiao Shuang was walking next to Gu Mian with a few thick books in her arms. Looking down, she saw a pair of beige pointed-toed high-heeled shoes. Along her white insteps, there was a pair of long legs, which were lined by tailored suit pants. It's perfect.

Looking up, the expressionless Ms. Gu lowered her eyes slightly, her face with light makeup added a touch of softness under the reflection of the setting sun, her long black hair was simply fixed behind her head, leaving only two strokes of finger-length hair hanging down , without appearing too rigid.

Qiao Shuang raised her head and looked at it for a while, then suddenly she bent her eyes and laughed, "Sister Gu Mian, do you think Auntie and Madam are reconciled?"

Gu Mian stopped in front of the car, took out the key and opened the car door, turned around and took the book in both hands across the bridge to let her in, then handed the book back and got on the car from the driver's seat.

"Auntie won't lose her temper with mother for more than three days."

"Hey!" Qiao Shuang was stupefied for a moment, then she deliberately made trouble in the morning and shot herself in the foot. Will Gu Yan take revenge when she goes back?

Yes, it will!

At this time, you must hug your thighs!

Qiao Shuang immediately turned his head to look at Gu Mian pitifully, using his most aggrieved expression and most sincere eyes, coaxing him to say, "Sister Gu Mian, save me QAQ."

Gu Mian laughed when she heard the words, turned a corner when she saw the green light, and said with a deep smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Only then did Qiao Shuang feel relieved.

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Back at Gu's house at about six o'clock, Qiao Shuang followed behind Gu Mian timidly, afraid of meeting a certain woman, but when she walked to the garden, she saw Gu Yan who was smiling.

She was standing under a crabapple tree, wearing a cheongsam with white flowers on a blue background, her smile was unpredictable, and she looked rather sinister.

Qiao Shuang hid behind Gu Mian in an instant, and secretly watched from the side.

"aunt."

Gu Yan turned her head back, looked at Gu Mian, and smiled more than Hua Jiao, with a gentle tone: "I'm back, dinner is about to start, what are you doing hiding behind Ah Mian?"

"Well, I didn't hide, I just have short legs." Qiao Shuang swallowed and continued: "Auntie, you seem to be in a good mood."

Gu Yan smiled even more happily, as if a large lily flower was blooming behind her, she laughed so that the world paled: "Ah, it's very good."

After finishing speaking, he swayed back to the living room, seeing that the little figure was really rippling.

"What did aunt do at home today?" Gu Mian walked to the front of the hall and asked Aunt Lian who was standing beside her.

"I didn't do anything, I just watched Hua Nianshi with my wife."

Qiao Shuang didn't believe it: "Then why is she so happy as if she picked up money?"

Aunt Lian couldn't restrain a smile on her face, and her voice was gentle: "Madam promised Miss Yanyan that tomorrow I will cut down all the crabapple trees in the garden."

Gu Mian understood, raised her eyebrows, and thought: I'll chop it up, I'm tired of watching it, and said: "Call a few more people tomorrow, and chop it up quickly."