Chapter 52

"How can I lie to you about such a big thing?"

Mo Yifeng looked at Mo Xinlan's fiery appearance, smiled, took an envelope under the tea table and stuffed it into Mo Xinlan's arms.

"Here are the photos."

"Photos, did you take photos?" Mo Xinlan couldn't believe it.

She threw her bag on the sofa and sat down next to Mo Yifeng. Open the envelope and pour out the photos. A lot of photos cover half of the coffee table.

Ambiguous one by one, it makes people think. The man above is Si HaoChen.

Seeing Mo Xinlan's eyes constantly changing, Mo Yifeng smiled and explained vaguely.

"Well, it was last night. HaoChen came in with Su Xiaoxiao in his arms. Xinyuan mansion, his most frequent villa, is inaccessible to ordinary women. "

With that, Mo Yifeng stuffed the photo into Mo Xinlan's hand.

In the photo, Si HaoChen holds Su Xiaoxiao, with a shallow smile on his side, all spoiled. Mo Xinlan looked at her and couldn't believe her eyes.

"This is HaoChen's Pajama photo. In the dead of night, lonely men and women, he still dressed like this. What did he do? Is it hard to imagine? "

“……”

It's all like this. You can see how dry firewood is.

With imagination?

"And this one. This morning, HaoChen was furious and fought against Si Haoting at the door of the company. At the door of DB, the newly appointed president almost fought regardless of his image, tut tut...... "

"Is this... Really HaoChen?"

Mo Xinlan looked at the picture and couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true. I didn't even report to the army. I squatted and took pictures. Is it easy? "

"Hard work."

Mo Xinlan casually comforted her, and then looked at the photos. Looking at the picture of Su Xiaoxiao beating Liao Yihan, her eyes widened.

"This..."

"Su Xiaoxiao beat someone. The other party was Liao's little princess. After the accident, Su Xiaoxiao was taken into the Bureau. It is said that HaoChen's fiery past scared the director to pee... "

Mo Yifeng said vividly, and really wanted to take a picture of Si HaoChen.

However, he wouldn't do such a thing as playing with fire.

Seeing Mo Feng's expression in his eyes, Mo Xin quickly put the photos away and stuffed them into his bag.

"After taking so many photos, HaoChen didn't kill you."

Listening to Mo Xinlan's words, Mo Yifeng's face was black.

"Sister LAN, my heart is broken."

"Just get used to it. Don't thank me." Mo Xinlan said righteously, took his bag, got up and left.

"Sister LAN, why are you going?"

"HaoChen and Su Xiaoxiao are doing firewood and fire. Why should I go at such an important moment? Of course I'm going to have a look! "

With that, Mo Xinlan left the Mohist villa.

……

The Su family.

After talking to Wang Xihua, Su Xiaoxiao's affection for Si HaoChen flowed slowly like a trickle.

Thinking of the opportunities he created for himself, Su Xiaoxiao was grateful.

She also made up her mind to design a set of good jewelry to frighten Si Haoting and not disappoint Si HaoChen.

It's just that design needs inspiration.

Miss this theme, too big, space. Su Xiaoyi thought about several ideas, but she was not very satisfied.

Missing goes to the bone and touching the heart.

Su Xiaoxiao thinks that only the design with soul can touch the softest place at the bottom of people's heart to express the meaning of missing.

Without any ideas, she simply went out to look for feelings.

Not far from Su's house, there is a park.

It was an old-fashioned garden built in the former Qing Dynasty. It was not large, but carved beams and painted buildings and waterside pavilions were very artistic. It was damaged in the later stage, but it was well preserved after several repairs.

Su Xiaoxiao often comes here.

Walking quietly along the lake, Su Xiaoxiao's impetuous heart became more and more quiet.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the lake, with a long corridor leading to it. There are several girls wearing plain cheongsam taking photos.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at it and couldn't help flashing a light in her eyes.

Take out your mobile phone and call Si HaoChen.

As soon as the phone was connected, she hurried to say, "Si HaoChen, I have an idea?"

"Huh?" In the office, Si HaoChen smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to have dinner with me or sleep with me?"

"Hooligans."

Listening to Su Xiaonan's rebuke, Si Haoting's hand knocked on the table in a cheerful mood.

"This is the most basic performance of a man loving his wife. I can do better in the future."

"Can you stop making trouble and I'll tell you something serious."

"Well, I'm serious, you said."

Knocking on the table, Si HaoChen opened his mouth seriously.

At this end, Su Xiaoxiao was still walking, seriously talking about his ideas.

"Before, you said you wanted to design the theme of missing. I had an idea. I want to integrate classical poetry elements into jewelry design, cooperate with our own company's clothing design concept of ancient and modern integration in the next season, and create a fresh and retro style. "

"Speak more carefully."

Si HaoChen stared slightly, some of whom were attracted by Su Xiaoxiao's words.

Although it was only three words, Su Xiaoxiao was greatly encouraged. She gushed out her ideas.

"Missing" is actually a very vague concept. However, there are many people who express their thoughts deeply. Linglong dice, an Hongdou, Acacia in the bones, I don't know; Wine into the sad heart, into Acacia tears; The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the water is cold, and the Acacia maple leaf pill. Also, Acacia night plum blossom hair, suddenly to the window, I suspect it is you; Wild geese in the clouds, fish in the water, melancholy, this situation is difficult to send; The night moon is a curtain of dreams, and the spring breeze is ten miles tender... "

Speaking of these poems, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help being intoxicated.

"Lovers or relatives. Place or memory, these are the most moving things. If the most sincere feelings are integrated into the most beautiful poems, and poetry, jewelry and clothing are integrated together, I think it should be very touching. "

In that way, missing is meaningful.

In that way, jewelry has a soul.

Su Xiaoxiao's words brightened Si HaoChen's eyes“ In the evening, I'll go to you to agree on 11 design intentions, and then start the design tomorrow. "

"President, do you agree?"

Su Xiaoxiao's tone was full of surprises.

At the other end of the phone, Si HaoChen smiled. "My wife has made so much effort to express the pain of my lovesickness. How can I refuse?"

“……”

Su Xiaoyu was speechless.

Si HaoChen, you can really take advantage of her.

Can't he be serious when he's so serious?

Immersed in his thoughts, Su Xiaoxiao didn't find anything strange behind him.

Not far from her, under the shelter of a tree, Mo Xinlan and two men looked at her.

"That's her."

The two men nodded together, "don't worry, she can't run with us." With that, they went to Su Xiaoxiao