After putting the little guy to sleep at night, Xia Zhinan sat up, fetched a glass of water in the kitchen and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was more than one o'clock late at night, but she was sleepless.

Looking at the falling piece over the sofa, I was also empty with my heart.

Unexpectedly, now she is so dependent on that man.

"Hey..."

Xia Zhinan couldn't sleep. He simply turned on a small light and drew the design draft himself.

Soon, the emperor will hold a small-scale fashion design competition. Naturally, she will not miss this opportunity.

"Nanfeng" studio is still positioned as an ordinary people. It does not have a strong sense of fashion design. Compared with artistry, it actually tends to be more realistic.

But this is actually just the early development strategy of "Nanfeng" studio. She must push "Nanfeng" to a higher level of clothing field. It is difficult to develop by relying on the parity market alone.

Therefore, while stabilizing the civilian market, she also tried her best to expand the high-end market.

Her development goal is to build "south wind" into a bipolar brand.

On the one hand, it is sold to the civilian market, on the other hand, it is high-end luxury.

Although it is a brand, Xia Zhinan takes two completely different and even opposing styles. Naturally, Xia Zhinan should seize the opportunity to climb up with his studio.

After all, although the international high-end market is basically under intense competitive pressure compared with the civilian market, the high-end market is not like the civilian market. As long as it is practical and novel, it is easy to stand out.

The market of high-end words is the creation of their own brain inspiration, which is more difficult than designing civilian clothes.

Xia Zhinan was immersed in his painting world. As soon as she painted, it was three o'clock in the morning. The room was very quiet. Suddenly, she heard the sound of someone opening the door. Xia Zhinan looked up and saw the tired man at the door. She didn't look very good when she sat under the light.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Waiting for you."

Xia Zhinan blurted out naturally and smiled at the man.

After hearing Xia Zhinan's sweet words, Lord Lu Li's originally cold and hard expression obviously eased down soon.

"It's not good to stay up late."

Lord Lu Li threw his suit coat on the sofa.

"So I stayed up all night."

Xia Zhinan got up, answered and walked to the man. He stretched out his hand to untie his tie and shirt buttons for him. "Now take a bath first?"

"No hurry."

Lord Lu Li opened the girl's hands moving around him, smiled, and wrapped the girl's little hands in his palm.

"Very tired? I heard you went back to Lu's house."

Xia Zhinan sat down beside the man with his head tilted slightly against the man's shoulder.

"Well, I went back to deal with something."

Lord Lu Li hugged the girl in his arms and was hungry. Then he frowned and was unhappy: "is it cold to wear so thin?"

"No."

Xia Zhinan shook his head and lowered his head to play with the man's fingers.

"Tomorrow weekend, I won't go to the company. Let's go out to the mall and buy some new year goods. This year's new year, only the three of us will be together."

"I can't wait."

Xia Zhinan chuckled, held his head high, freed his hands and helped the man rub his temples.

Lord Lu Li lowered his head and looked into the girl's dark and smiling eyes.

"Tut tut."

A sound of fatigue suddenly disappeared.

The man hugged the girl closer, bowed his head and kissed the girl's lips