C402 He became the real Xiao San

An Xin looked at Chu Qing probingly, "I heard from Miss Xia that she graduated in two months' time. Will she be coming to work here?"

"That's for sure. With how much the CEO dotes on Miss Xia, and the fact that Miss Xia has always said that she's coming to the palace to work as soon as she graduated, it's very likely that we're going to work here." Without waiting for Chu Qing's reply, Liu Jie quickly answered.

"Yes." Chu Qing thought An Xin already knew Xia Yuanyuan's identity, so she didn't explain too much. She just said, "Xia Yuanyuan said that her family's businesses are all overseas and she prefers the air of the country. Since the palace saints love her so much, they will definitely come to work here."

"However, that young miss of hers, even though she looks delicate and weak, I wonder if she can endure it." Chu Qing added.

It turned out that the girl was called Xia Yuanyuan, her name was as beautiful as her own. Her heart ached again, but she forced herself not to make a sound.

Liu Jie smiled and answered, "We don't have to worry about that. It's not like we get paid anyway."

"Yes, you're right." Chu Qing nodded.

An Xin listened to the two casually, and her warning became even louder.

In other words, in two months, they would truly be together again. At that time, would they be able to directly get married, and even if they didn't get married, they would at least get engaged first?

At that time, she would be the number three. An Xin's mind, which had just adjusted from the previous night, was once again in an uproar because of this news.

Ye Zichen's brain was in a mess, he tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart, then told Chu Qing and Liu Jie before quickly entering the office.

When she returned to the office, the Miss Xia Yuan that Chu Qing told his about had left. However, Gong Sheng was still sitting where he sat with Xia Yuan.

"Come here." Upon seeing her enter, Gong Sheng's cold voice sounded out.

This woman, it had only been half a day since she went out to retrieve something, her work was too inefficient. Gong Sheng glanced at her hands, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, couldn't you find the manuscript?"

"Oh, no, I might have forgotten where I was yesterday." An Xin walked over and tried to make her voice sound the same as usual.

"Ah!" Just as she walked closer, Immortal Palace used all their might to pull her into his embrace, "Woman, why do you have such a bad complexion? Did you not rest well yesterday? "

"I, I haven't. Maybe it's because I haven't found the script, but I'm a little worried. Is my face really bad?" An Xin stretched out her hand and slapped her face.

Looking at her foolish expression, Gong Sheng blocked her hand, "I've never seen a person as foolish as you hitting yourself."

Zhou Lin said that this year's fashion week will only start after three months. You still have time, and I promised you that I would bring you to fame. If your wife were to become an international designer in three months time, how would you thank me? "Hmm?"

"I'll thank you however you say it." An Xin avoided his eyes, but her heart was in pain.

In other words, three months later, he would do what he had promised her. It should be the time for her to leave, right?

She thought that he had already forgotten what he had said. It turned out that Gong Sheng had always remembered it, but she really could become an international master with just that one fashion week. She felt that it was impossible.

It was true that she had a small reputation in the country, but to have a small reputation was no small achievement. She had to thank the palace sage, Zhou Lin, and the mysterious master of design for giving her so much inspiration.