"Wife, I have something to tell you." Gong Sheng walked up to An Xin's desk and said.

"Hmm? "What is it?" An Xin looked at the serious Gong Sheng, put down the work she was doing and turned serious as well, raising her head to look at him.

"Actually, I went to see Mr. Wilson yesterday. We were talking about the matter of you going to Milan."

"Well, then?" An Xin looked at Immortal Palace and asked.

"I have decided to cooperate with him. The palace supports all of his design fees, allowing you to participate in the design. However, the location of the design is in City T. All the clothing sales rights will be done by the palace." Gong Sheng gave a simple summary of the contents of yesterday's conversation.

Anthea was more and more surprised to hear that he had gone to see Mr. Wilson last night and had cooperated for her sake.

"So you're telling me now that I don't have to go to Milan to work with Mr. Wilson on the design?" An Xin uncertainly asked.

"Yes!" I signed the contract with Mr. Wilson in the afternoon, and he said he wanted to see you, and when the contract was signed, I brought him to see you. "

After hearing the palace saint's reply, An Xin felt more and more surprised. With a big smile on her face, she said, "Thank you, your husband!"

Whether this is for himself or for the company, he always solves the problem for himself. Now, the Palace Sage not only helps him achieve his dream, but also allows him to be with his family on the road to it.

"If you want to thank your husband, you have to train your body. Only then will you be able to bear your husband's love!" Gong Sheng smiled charmingly at An Xin. The words that came out of his mouth instantly made An Xin blush.

"I say, why do you think about these things every day?" An Xin awkwardly pursed her lips as she spoke with a look of disdain. She no longer looked at Gong Sheng but shifted her gaze to her computer desk. Her slightly angry gaze continuously flickered.

"If I don't think about this, how can I let my wife be happy?!" Gong Sheng stretched out his hand and raised his chin so that he could look at him, before swiftly kissing An Xin's lips, "Collect some interest first!"

An Xin felt that no matter what she did, the palace sage's favorite way to thank her was to repay her.

Sometimes, she would think, was it that before she met him, as long as the palace saint helped a woman, he would choose to let her pay with her own flesh?

An Xin suspiciously looked at Gong Sheng. From suspicion to loathing, her gaze grew more and more intense, causing Gong Sheng to feel uncomfortable even when he turned around to feel a pair of eyes staring at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gong Sheng stopped and looked towards An Xin.

"It's fine. I just want to know, if you've helped other women before, do you want them to pay for your actions as well?" An Xin curiously asked.

He had heard that Chu Qing was the girlfriend of the palace sage, but he only found out that it was all a deceit. However, it was precisely because he had been in contact with them that he found out that Gong Sheng actually had such a special hobby.

Hearing An Xin's question, Gong Sheng felt that he couldn't control his anger any longer. He didn't expect himself to be like this in her heart. It seemed that he had to find a wife to have a good chat with.

An Xin asked out of worry, but when she saw that Gong Sheng was walking towards her with a dangerous look on his face, she instantly felt a sense of crisis, as if she had to escape at all costs.