Chapter 81

When Ji Yanran came out wearing the clothes designed by Ji Qianchen, there was a burst of laughter in the dressing room.

It's because the clothes designed by Ji Qianchen are too wonderful. Half of them have sleeves and half have no sleeves. The skirt has also poked several holes and embroidered several big red flowers.

Ji Yanran lowers her head, bites her lips and rushes out of the dressing room angrily.

Ji Qianchen followed with a smile, full of sarcasm, "cousin, come on, I wish you a shot and red."

Ji Yanran, who could not bear it, turned around and was so angry that he gave Ji Qianchen a white eye: "Ji Qianchen, you wait for me. When I get red, you will die."

"Don't worry, you're the only one who can't be red."

Ji Qianchen smiled and shook his head.

Humming, she went out of the dressing room.

Leave work in the afternoon.

Rob drives Bugatti Veyron to stop at the bottom of Ling's entertainment building.

Ling Xiaohan is sitting in the back of the car. He has a notebook on his leg. His long fingers are beating fast on it.

"Young master, in fact, if you still have a job, you can keep busy in the company for a while. We can take care of your wife's work."

Rob put out the fire and looked back at the busy young master. He couldn't help talking.

"Whose wife is she?" Lingxiao cold raised cold eyes, deep asked.

"Of course it's yours, young master." Every time he was asked such a topic, rob was inexplicably nervous, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

"Then why do you have to pick it up?" Ling Xiao frowns and shouts.

His wife picked it up by herself. It's impossible to give it to others, even rob.

"Cough Yes, young master, you are right. "

Rob agreed strongly and dared not contradict.

"The young lady is out."

At the gate of the building, there was a small figure. Rob got out of the car and opened the back door first.

Ji Qianchen went to Ling Xiaohan's car with his bag. "How can you have time to pick me up from work?"

"Time is like milk, it's all squeezed out, understand?" Ling Xiaohan leers at her.

"It turns out you can still use metaphors." Ji Qianchen got into the car with a smile.

Ling Xiaohan closes his notebook and leaves it aside.

Hook her waist and pull her into her arms. The tall body oppresses her. "You think I haven't learned Chinese? Well? "

Her charming chin was against her shoulders, and a deep breath was pouring down her neck.

"I thought you were all learning English and French."

"Well, you reminded me about French." Ling Xiaohan suddenly thought of his honeymoon in Paris.

She doesn't know French.

"Are you going to train me in French?" Ji Qianchen is like a slap in the face.

Why did she have to die to put forward French.

Why?

"Well, personal training, tuition free."

Ling Xiaohan picks the sword eyebrow and raises it slightly.

Every time he saw her little face puckered together, he felt funny for no reason.

Ji Qianchen really wants to go out with a long cry.

Puckering his lips, Wei qubaba looked at Ling Xiaohan and said, "don't you want to learn?"

"What do you think?"

"If you don't agree, let's make a deal in bed, the head office." In order not to learn French, she sacrificed her body and flesh, which was also enough.

"Well, don't think about it. I'll take the initiative tonight. I'll go up and down with you. OK?"

After Ji Qianchen finished.

Suddenly I felt the strange silence in the car.

It's terrifying and weird.

The eyes spread, sweeping the rob who was driving ahead.

Assie!

What did she just say?

She even talked with Ling Xiaohan about who goes up and who goes down in front of rob.

God!

Ling Xiaohan stared at her little face, which was purple and crimson. He couldn't help laughing: "what did you just say? I didn't hear it. "

"Yours." Ji Qianchen glared at him angrily.

I really want to reach out and pinch him half dead.

I haven't heard that loud yet. Please play with her.

Back to Ling's house.

The sky gradually darkened and the bright moon rose, casting mottled silhouettes on the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Starved to death." Ji Qianchen jump off the first thing is to rush into the living room to find food.

"Mom Zhang, is dinner ready?"

"Young master, young lady, well, I'll bring it to you right away."

Zhang Ma happily went into the kitchen to serve food.

After eating.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan lean on the sofa to watch TV.

Ji Qianchen's head is leaning on Ling Xiaohan's shoulder, and he is comfortable staring at the entertainment news on TV.

"Entertainment Watch gossip, welcome to watch the entertainment gossip headlines at 8:00 p.m. on time. Lingshi entertainment has always been the star conveyor belt in the entertainment circle. Today, Lingshi entertainment has sent a group of outstanding new people to the entertainment circle. However, when participating in the activity, one of the new people named Ji Yanran, wearing the clothes, attracted the hot discussion of the vast number of netizens. For a while, she was dressed in clothes It's amazing to be weird... "The supporter in the TV just blew up the news, and Ji Qianchen rubbed it off the sofa.

"What the devil, my clothes make her angry." Ji Qianchen stares at the TV angrily.

As if to poke a hole in the TV.

Ling Xiaohan carefully glanced at the unfinished news and roughly guessed the reason for Ji Qianchen's anger.

"You designed that dress?"

"Yeah, I'm trying to embarrass her, not make her famous, OK?" Ji Qianchen is really at a loss. He falls back on the sofa in frustration.

"At least, it's your strength to prove that your casual clothes are enough to cause an upsurge." Ling Xiaohan hugs her slender waist and presses her head back to his shoulder.

"Yes, why don't I let her burn? She's on fire, and my clothes are on fire. How could I have never thought of this?" Ji Qianchen patted his head which could not turn.

"It's time for you to create your own brand. All designers of Ling's entertainment can create their own brand. No matter which clothes become popular, it's the success of a brand." Ling Xiaohan patiently ordered for her.

Ji Qianchen nodded, "what's the name of my brand?"

"Decide for yourself."

The cold of the Ling owl stirs the thin lips.

"Think of one for me." Ji Qianchen drags his sleeve, just like four years ago, he likes to act coquettish in front of him.

Ling Xiaohan is the worst for her.

"That's Ch."

After some deliberation, Ji Qianchen came up with the name of the brand.

Ling Xiao cold vertical ear a listen, the corner of the mouth light tear a smile, "well, good."

Ji Qianchen blinked his eyes and deliberately took the first letter of the last word of two people's names. Where can they go.

"That's settled." Ji Qianchen silently recited the name in his heart.

CH！

One day, she will carry forward the brand, go to the world and become a world-class international brand.

Rob suddenly came to the two with a box in his hand: "young lady, this is the prize you won in that game last night."