Revenge of the Reborn Boss

"Teacher, this is a finished product." Song Huailan placed the doll that she had stayed up all night in front of Wen Ruoxi, ready for the jaw-dropping surprise that was about to come.Sure enough, Wen Ruoxi froze for a moment, glanced at the doll on the table, then looked at Song Huailan inquiringly: "Teacher?"

Calling the other party's teacher without consent, Song Huailan smiled happily in his heart, is this considered a quick tongue?

"Why do you call me teacher? You can call me the same as they do, or you can call me by my English name. Teacher is a bit..." Wen Ruoxi frowned displeased, as if she hated this title.

"This is just a way to express my respect, how about calling me Master?" In fact, in comparison, the teacher is better.

Wen Ruoxi hesitated for a moment and said: "Whatever you want." Whatever, Song Huailan was used to this tone, he curled his lips, casually, he had heard enough before.

"But I don't think it's okay to be called a teacher... If it doesn't work, just master?"

Wen Ruoxi didn't want to worry about it, so she grabbed the doll and looked at it for a while, then said, "Okay, the title is not the point. Your doll is too rough, so redo it."

What?Song Huailan felt a bolt from the blue. He was already very confident in his craft, but he was hit like this--in other words, it is not a good thing for a man to be praised for his skill in making dolls.

"What should I do..." Unknowingly blurted out the complaint, in exchange for Wen Ruoxi's meaningful glance.Song Huailan pretended to be interested in the potted plants on the table, hiding her emotions.

"Well, you and I will attend a party tonight, which is private. However, you can learn a lot. And - Haihe will also go."

oh?Song Huailan turned her head and looked at Wen Ruoxi's faint expression, feeling a little dazed.

"Will you go?" Do you still hesitate for such a good opportunity?Wouldn't this be too ignorant?

"go."

Song Huailan is not interested in fashion design at all, really.To make him do so much is to endure and be patient, but the fire in his heart can't be suppressed, he has to endure it.

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Some colleagues who are good friends with Wen Ruoxi like to have parties to have fun, and the sideshow is a small fashion show, impromptu creation, and then worn by well-known models to compete.

Song Huailan never knew that Wen Ruoxi had these friends, let alone when he appeared on such occasions.Or, Wen Ruoxi used to cover it up very well, but he never found out.People have thousands of faces, even if they sleep together, he only sees a few sides, and the deeper things will always be whitewashed.

Wen Ruoxi was wearing a well-tailored silver dress with a beautiful bow at the neckline.And Song Huailan, who was dressed as a student, was out of place for the occasion. Wen Ruoxi planned to borrow his clothes, but Song Huailan was unwilling to change them.With Chi Town like this, no suit can match it. If this is the case, why waste materials.

The venue for the party was a big villa in the suburbs, which was so exaggeratedly wide that it could accommodate a small catwalk and seats for hundreds of people.Song Huailan clicked his tongue, it really was an artistic handwriting, too extravagant.It was said to be a small gathering, but the people who came could squeeze the hall to pieces.People from the clothing industry, politicians, models, and people from all walks of life gathered together. It was such a grand occasion, and the owner had a lot of appeal.

"Find something to eat yourself, I have something else to do." Wen Ruoxi led Song Huailan into the crowd and left irresponsibly. Song Huailan stood in front of the long dining table, squinting at the people he was talking with.

Song Huailan felt frustrated because there were no familiar faces and everyone was unfamiliar.

Champagne food, I haven't touched it for a long time.Song Huailan didn't have the desire to reach out, and the surging exhaustion suddenly knocked him down.What the hell is he doing... In order to get revenge on a person, even himself is tired, destined to be tired.

"Late town!"

Song Huailan turned his head in doubt, but he didn't expect someone here to know him.

"Why are you here?"

"Zhao Yu?" Two voices were equally puzzled.

Zhao Yu was wearing a black dress, his hair was combed high, revealing his well-shaped forehead.Song Huailan was wearing a white T-shirt, and the air conditioner was turned on, making him feel chilly.

"Why are you here? What are you doing every day? I can't see you at school?" The questioning sounded like a cannon, and with Zhao Yu's slightly fierce expression, Song Huailan quietly stepped back a few steps, leaning his back against the On the table.

The hall was full of wine, so naturally no one paid attention to this small corner, and no one noticed Zhao Yu's hidden anger.He searched for a day.Chi Town, who was always honest and honest, disappeared, and didn't even come to attend professional classes, which didn't fit his character.Zhao Yu went to the library and also to the classroom where he often sat, but there was no one there.He couldn't get through the phone, and Lian Rong didn't know about it. Zhao Yu was even worried that he was being abducted, but who knew that he was here, standing in front of the dining table with naked eyes, almost salivating.

"..." Song Huailan was still arranging words, and Zhao Yu didn't know about his apprenticeship in Yihui.

"You bastard, why are you so uneasy!" Zhao Yu slapped him on the head as he spoke, acting like a parent who loves his children.Song Huailan covered her head, with a look of unwillingness, he actually educated a child.

"Chi Township, you better tell me where you are going in the future, otherwise, I will...worry." Zhao Yu also felt awkward while talking, looked around and blushed, and finally grabbed a goblet Drain the contents in one gulp.

"Ahem..." Song Huailan was a little embarrassed, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

"Hey, hey, forget it, come out with me." Zhao Yu grabbed Song Huailan's arm arrogantly and dragged him into the garden.

The night had not yet fallen, the dark gray sky barely illuminated the ground, the street lamps were already on, and the whole garden was extraordinarily quiet.Zhao Yu pulled Song Huailan to sit under a white swing.At first he gasped slightly when he saw the lady's favorite color, but there was nowhere to go, so he had to make do with it.

"What are you doing?" Song Huailan was still paying attention to Wen Ruoxi, not wanting to be pulled out of the lively hall.

"Sit down, sit down."

"..."

To outsiders, it looks like two young teenagers sitting on a swing, who knows that one of them is harboring evil intentions while the other is dreaming.

"Is it tiring to be my little brother?" Zhao Yu asked in a low voice, grinding the grass on the ground with his feet.

Being a little brother is not tiring, but being your Zhao family's little brother needs some levelling, so he was taken to a toy factory by accident.Fortunately, there is only one cousin in his family. If there is a group, ten Song Huailan is not enough.

"Tired, very tired." But in order to get revenge on Wen Renxi, he could bear it no matter what, not to mention he had no better way.By the way, Song Huailan wanted to ask, is Zhao Xi the same as Wen Renxi, otherwise how could the names be so similar.

"Are you tired..." Zhao Yu rolled his eyes, and a look of anxiety crept up his face, "If you're tired, I'll be your wife." What?Zhao Yu's words were a little low, and Song Huailan vaguely heard a few words, but still didn't understand them.

Zhao Yu was in a hurry, why did he meet this idiot.

"Chi Town! I said I like you, but you forgot, right? Do you think I really want you to be my little brother?"

"..." Song Huailan wanted to slap himself a few times, so that you didn't hear clearly, and distracted you!Is this young master easy to provoke? Let's not talk about his ruthlessness that he didn't show. The key point is that he will definitely lose in a real hand-to-hand fight between two people. It's too bad.

"Whether you agree or not, do you agree or not?" Zhao Yu had already lifted Song Huailan up and was shaking by his collar.

This time, his determination to strengthen his body was strengthened.Height can wait for God's gift, but a strong physique can't be justified without exercise, at least it must be "anti-wolf" without any problems.

"I don't agree."

"..."

Song Huailan broke free, with a mighty and unyielding look: "I just want to be a younger brother, and I don't care about anything else."

"Success, success...you have the guts." Zhao Yuqing paled, obviously not understanding why Song Huailan would be so stupid as to reject his kindness.

"I'm sorry, I don't like men." Damn, MD, NND, how ignorant of conscience.

"Really?" Zhao Yu glanced at him, walked away calmly without saying anything.

****

"Welcome everyone, now is a live fashion show, from well-known domestic designers, what kind of fashion trend will they bring? Let's wait and see." A guest acted as the master of ceremonies, standing on the runway and said Very unhappy.Song Huailan returned to Wen Ruoxi's side, and the two sat in the front row.

"Watch carefully." Wen Ruoxi raised her legs, rested her chin with one hand, and looked carefully at the stage.

Not interested in.

Rhythmic music sounded, and the tall models confidently showed their charms. It was hard to tell whether it was people lining clothes or clothes lining people.All kinds of gorgeous faces under the spotlight are like blossoming peonies, eye-catching and exaggerated.

Song Huailan yawned quietly, and glanced at Wen Ruoxi absent-mindedly.Maybe he will let himself talk about his feelings for a while, maybe he won't do anything, it doesn't matter.But what about his little lover?What about the ordinary man who defeated himself and clings to Wen Ruoxi?In such a luxurious situation, is he staying at home alone, or is he waiting happily for Wen Ruoxi's return?

There is a thorn in my heart.On Wen Ruoxi's stand, he looked at Wen Ruoxi, and the more he looked at him, the more he wanted to pinch his neck and ask a few words.With such close attention, naturally he did not miss all the changes on his face.

Wen Ruoxi's originally casual expression suddenly froze, and she fixed her eyes on one point, not on the stage, but opposite.Under the spotlight, any trace of emotion on his pale face was clearly revealed.

Song Huailan turned his head and saw that person.

Wen Renxi, or also known as Zhao Xi.Because Zhao Yu was sitting beside Zhao Xi, staring at him resentfully.

The author has something to say: maybe there is another chapter tonight

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