She messed with me first

When Qi Xi arrived at Tang Jia's residence by bus, the sun had already set, it was dusk, and the cold wind was piercing. She bought a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts on the side of the road, and walked into the community warmly in her arms. .

Qi Xi and Tang Jia are college classmates, but they have different majors. Qi Xi studies design, and Tang Jia studies French. The two met on the first weekend of freshman year.

That day, Qi Xi had something to 'go into town' and met a thief on the bus.

Instead of stealing her, he used his fingers to pinch the mobile phone in the pocket of a girl next to him.

Qi Xi didn't make a sound when he found out, counting the seconds when the car turned the corner, he stepped on the thief's foot hard, then shrunk his shoulders weakly and apologized, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The thief pretended to be a dog, and comforted her cheerfully, saying, "It's okay, little girl, don't cry, uncle doesn't hurt at all."

After Qi Xi made such a fuss, the thief couldn't keep a low profile and got out of the car as soon as he arrived at the station.

Seeing that she was finally safe, Qi Xi reminded the girl who was ignorant of the whole process with her elbow, "Keep your phone in your hand, there are many thieves on this road."

This girl is Tang Jia.

After that day, the two became friends who talked about everything.

In the blink of an eye, 10 years have passed, and the affection has become even stronger.

After graduating, Tang Jia worked as a translator for several years. Every day, she either read materials or translated human voices. After a long time, she felt bored, so she changed her career and entered the fashion circle that she liked since she was a child. She was a styling guide for wealthy wives.

Her business trip this time was actually going abroad for training. After going there for two months, she felt very homesick, and now she finally saw her best friend, and she jumped up into a bear hug, almost knocking Qi Xi back into the corridor again.

"Xixi, I miss you so much!" Tang Jia said with extra sincerity, "You don't even know, the first thing I do when I come back is to call you, even Gu Yang's appointment was rejected!"

Gu Yang, Tang Jia's boyfriend, a rich second generation she met while working as a styling guide.

The two have been together for almost 3 years, and they have reached the stage of discussing marriage.

If she wants to say that she even rejected Gu Yang's date, then Qi Xi believes that she really misses herself.

Qi Xi resisted the urge to throw Tang Jia down, supported her with one hand, closed the door with the other, and said lazily, "I miss you too."

Tang Jia jumped down and poked Qi Xi's shoulder with a finger, with a dangerous expression on his face, "I don't believe it, you feel your conscience and say it again."

Qi Xi didn't touch it, but brought up the still boiling sugar-fried chestnuts and said, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat!" Tang Jia snatched the chestnuts, ran to sit cross-legged on the sofa, and asked Qi Xi, who was walking in leisurely, "Where did you buy these clothes? They look pretty."

Qi Xi sat next to Tang Jia, took a pillow and came over to play with it, "It's not mine."

Tang Jia, "...Huh?"

Tang Jia has a baby face and big eyes, and she is very energetic when staring at people. Every time Qi Xi is stared at by her, she can't help but tell the truth, today...

"When I met the client in the afternoon, I encountered an accident and soiled the tooling. This was kindly lent by the client."

"Oh, you have a good eye for customers."

"is it?"

"Yeah, this dress is simple in style at first glance, but it's full of details. Wearing it will enhance your temperament, and it will transform you from a clay hammer into a goddess in no time. Oh, don't look at me like that, think about your usual clothes yourself." Dress up, work clothes are work clothes, there is no sense of design, it is ugly! I said you are polite, okay!" Tang Jia finished complaining, lifted the clothes on Qi Xi's shoulders, and sincerely praised, "Speaking of which , your clothes are a bit interesting, very similar to the design style of my goddess in the past two years - not the traditional Zhongzheng Renhe, it looks casual, and it immediately shows off when you wear it."

"Hey, Xixi." Tang Jia bit a chestnut shell and said in a vague voice, "You will dress according to this standard from now on. We have a thin waist, long legs, and big chest, why don't you dress yourself up? You are 28, and you will go on from now on." In a few years, once you get married and have a baby, you will lose your chance if you want to be beautiful."

Qi Xi responded perfunctorily, unbuttoned his left cuff button, and rolled up half of his sleeve.

Changing to the right, Tang Jia grabbed his wrist suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xi was puzzled.

Tang Jia's hands were trembling, "M, M! Ahhh! It's really M!"

Qi Xi also saw it, there was a floral M embroidered on the inside of the cuff, but, "What's wrong with M?"

Tang Jia was so excited that it was beyond words, "My goddess!"

Qi Xi, "Who?"

Tang Jia quickly put down the chestnuts, wiped his hands with three wet towels, stroked Qi Xi's sleeves devoutly, and asked her, "Xi Xi, do you still remember who I entered the fashion industry for?"

"Well." Tang Jia said, "Because of a Chinese women's clothing designer."

"Yes, yes, yes." Tang Jia was excited, "She won the championship of the women's wear group in the International Design Competition at the age of 17, and then entered the world's top design studio as an apprentice in one year, and two years later, she won the championship with the evening dress named 'Ling' Once again ascended to the championship of the top competition in the fashion circle, becoming a hot new star in the circle, the key is that she was only 20 years old at that time! 20 years old!"

Qi Xi didn't understand this circle, and couldn't feel Tang Jia's excitement. Under her reluctant gaze, he pulled back his sleeves and rolled them up, and said softly, "Continue."

"Oh." Tang Jia said, "After graduation, she retired bravely, resigned from her position and returned to China, joined T&F and started from the grassroots. I can still recall the words she said in the first interview on behalf of T&F, 'I Only design the kind of woman you want to be, define yourself instead of being defined by men and the public's aesthetics', she is too attractive, but it is also because she pursues freedom and comfort too much, which runs counter to the tradition that T&F abides by. As for the less than two years, because the concept is incompatible with T&F, he was excluded everywhere."

"Why don't you leave if you don't agree with the idea? There will be no shortage of platforms for capable people." Qi Xi wondered.

"Because T&F belongs to her family. She is the only child, and she will take over sooner or later." Tang Jia sighed, "At that time, there were media speculations that she was excluded not entirely because of her disagreement, but because she was too popular. Unfortunately, Xiao After all, it is hard to make a big deal out of people’s hearts. My goddess did not make a big fuss because the show was canceled for no reason. She went bankrupt and bought all the designs she had after entering T&F. She became T&F's biggest cash cow. After that, no one at T&F had any different opinions on her, and she began to participate in T&F's ready-to-wear and haute couture designs, and once again stood at the forefront of fashion as a T&F spokesperson."

Interlaced like a mountain, Qi Xi knew nothing about what Tang Jia said, otherwise she wouldn't know what Meng Qingrang did until she mentioned it.

But what if you know?

"Fantastic." This was her reaction, her tone was as flat as stagnant water in a urn, perfunctory and sloppy, Tang Jia's eyes were as wide as copper bells, "Do you know that the brand of my goddess sells a piece of clothing?" Rich?"

Qi Xi was extremely honest, "I don't know."

Tang Jia, "Then do you know that all the clothes that show M on the cuffs are the clothes worn by my goddess, and some of them can't even be bought in the store?"

Qi Xi blinked innocently, "I don't even know that."

Tang Jia pinched himself, and urgently needed a quick-acting heart-relief pill.

"Just say what you know." Tang Jia gave up struggling.

Qi Xi lay down sideways, thought carefully with her head resting on her arms, opened her mouth, and could vomit blood in Tang Jia's anger, "I know that I may be wearing the clothes of your goddess."

"It's not possible, it's at all." Tang Jia concluded that she had been in the industry for a long time, and she could tell the truth at a glance, "Whoa, and this dress has never been sold in the store. Nature's ready-made clothes every season Carved in my mind, I promise there will be no such thing, Qi Xixi! You are unique now, you know?"

Qi Xi raised his hand, glanced at it and then put it down, and said calmly, "It's easy to say."

Tang Jia wanted to hit her.

Enduring it, she lay on Qi Xi's body and pulled her hair flatteringly, "Xi Xi, are we still good friends?"

Qi Xi smiled, "Of course, I'm just your best friend."

"Will you definitely give what my best friend wants?"

"No, I can't give you the clothes I'm wearing now, but I have to return them."

Tang Jia sighed, "You still don't understand, do you think the founder of a high-end women's clothing brand and the creative director of a well-known fashion consumer brand would want clothes worn by others?"

Qi Xi didn't think so, "That can't be changed."

"Okay." Tang Jia didn't really want it in the first place, but just wanted to feel what it would be like to wear a small hundred thousand clothes, "By the way, why does your client have my goddess' clothes? Are you familiar?"

Qi Xi breathed evenly, "Not familiar."

"So the relationship is hard?"

"No."

"What is that?!" Tang Jia frowned.

Qi Xi raised her eyelids slowly, and asked back, "Tell me first, what is the name of your goddess?"

Tang Jia held Qi Xi's sleeve and couldn't hold back his excitement, "M, Meng, Meng Qingrang!"

"……"really.

Qi Xi turned over, changed from lying on his side to his back, and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, my client is also called Meng Qingrang, no accident, it should be the same person as you."

"My God!" Tang Jia was stunned, "The Dimensional Wall is broken, the Dimensional Wall is broken, no, with the wealth of my goddess, how could I ask you to do the design?" Tang Jia was suspicious.

Qi Xi was silent.

She was more curious about this question than Tang Jia, and it had been going on for a long time.

Tang Jia raised his chin and thought.

Suddenly, she slapped Qi Xi's thigh, causing her to sit up with a suffocated expression, "Sister, this is a leg, a leg."

Tang Jia didn't care about her legs, she turned sideways to Qi Xi, and said seriously: "Xi Xi, there are rumors about my goddess' sexual orientation..."

"She likes the same sex." Qi Xi bowed her head and rubbed her legs, and answered calmly.

Tang Jia was surprised, "You know?"

"I just found out." Qi Xi was vague, and didn't say that this 'just' actually came from Meng Qingrang himself.

Tang Jia nodded, took a breath, and said very carefully: "Then tell me, could her target be you?"

Qi Xi was startled, leaned sideways on the sofa and laughed, "What are you kidding?"

Tang Jia, "I'm not kidding. Compared with those internet celebrity faces outside, what comic face is so much better looking? If someone with discernment chooses, he will definitely choose you. From what I understand, Meng Qingrang looks amiable on the surface, but she is actually not an approachable person. Do you think she would find an unknown designer to mess with her house for no reason and return it to herself? Are you wearing your clothes?"

Tang Jia's rhetorical question hit the nail on the head, but Qi Xi couldn't think of an answer.

She was silent for a while, pinching the delicate buttons of her cuffs with one hand, and said calmly: "You really think too much, people with bigger halos are more like obedient and obedient types, easy to control, I am not obedient."

This was said by Meng Qingrang himself.