An Xin only accepted the flowers because Brother Hu didn't send her any roses. But why was the face of the palace saint still not too good?

"Yeah, I know." He then stood up and walked over to An Xin's side. He then took out the fresh flowers in her arms and placed them on the tea table.

One could tell that Gong Sheng was unhappy, but An Xin didn't care what Gong Sheng did with the bunch of flowers.

"If you don't like it, I'll throw it away now." After saying that, An Xin picked up the flowers and prepared to throw them away.

"No need, I'm not that petty." If it wasn't just a bunch of congratulatory flowers, how could he be angry?

Fine! He was indeed a little angry, but he tried his best not to think too much into it. After all, An Xin was already his wife, so he had no chance at all.

And he was sensible enough to give up.

Notify all designers of tomorrow's press conference and give them time to prepare. An Xin had already finished her preparations and was waiting for tomorrow's press conference.

Jing Haotian had been paying attention to the news of the Gong Family. Or rather, he had been paying attention to the news of An Xin's safety.

Seeing the bright smile on Jing Haotian's face, Jing Haotian felt nothing but regret.

If you know...

Right now, it could only be said as' if '.

The next day's press conference was scheduled, and the designer of the Fashion Week, Zhou Lin, was also present.

Facing the dozens of reporters seated below the stage, An Xin felt a little nervous.

She felt that she had almost forgotten all about the few questions she had prepared yesterday.

Zhou Lin, who was sitting beside her, felt An Xin's nervousness. She reached out her hand to grab hers.

Seeing a warm hand on his own, An Xin looked to her right. She gave him a reassuring look, and An Xin's rapidly beating heart slowly settled down. She returned a grateful smile.

With Zhou Lin as the design director, the reporter asked a few irrelevant questions and then set his sights on the designers. He was especially assured that the reporter had a lot of questions to ask.

Initially, An Xin wasn't as enthusiastic as before, but last night, one of the world-renowned fashion designers posted a message online in which he praised Miyake's fashion week.

Next was to specifically name the few retro fashion sets. Not only did they give detailed comments, they also showed appreciation towards their designers. They even said that they wanted An Xin to participate in their own clothing design.

An Xin originally didn't know about this matter, but after arriving at the company in the morning, Chu Qing came over to congratulate them. An Xin was still a little confused, so she decided to congratulate herself.

In the end, after the circumference explained, An Xin was shocked.

Unexpectedly, after a night's time, his own temperature had risen to another level.

An Xin looked towards the palace lord beside her, and asked him, "Does he know about this matter?"

Gong Sheng let out a light cough. He already knew about this last night, but seeing how his wife didn't seem to know anything, he didn't tell her. He didn't want her to be so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.

"Miss An Xin, may I ask why you chose the retro element for your design?" Seeing the opportunity, a reporter directly asked a question that she had long since prepared.