C893 haughty posture

Yesterday, however, when Ann had assured him that she was alone, Mr. Wilson had been a little surprised, but then he had thought it through.

Perhaps, only An Xin could make the young CEO of the shopping mall be domineering and gentle.

"This is also her only chance to learn. I think even if you don't tell her, she won't miss this chance to learn!" Looking at the smiling face of his wife beside him, Gong Sheng felt that his decision wasn't wrong.

"There's something I'd like to ask Mr. Wilson to help me with, would you mind?" The sage's gentle gaze moved from Ann's reassured body to Mr. Wilson.

"There's nothing that I can't do. This time, you've helped me so much. If there's anything you need my help with, please feel free to ask." Although Mr. Wilson was a world-class clothing designer, he didn't have a haughty attitude. Instead, he was very approachable.

"I'm always worried about her being away from me these days. This time, I was hoping that Mr. Wilson would take care of her for me. She was alone in a foreign country and was unfamiliar with the country. I was afraid that something might have happened to her. " Gong Sheng courteously replied.

"Of course, even if you don't say so, I will still take good care of Miss An."

"What are you saying? Why does it seem like I don't know anything and don't know anything at all?!" Seeing the palace saint's sudden order, An Xin angrily glared at him. How could he treat himself as a child?

"Don't think too much, I'm just worried." He lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, then whispered in her ear, "Come back early. I and Gong Xin will be waiting for you at home."

Gong Sheng held back the reluctance in his heart as he watched the flight waiting room getting closer and closer to boarding time. Gong Sheng wanted nothing more than to take his wife away from the airport and tell her not to go to Milan.

However, she had already agreed to it yesterday, so she could only let go of the opportunity to go out and adventure.

After seeing off An Xin and Mr. Wilson, Gong Sheng took out his cell phone and made another call on his way to the airport parking lot.

"I say, young master Gong, you've only been telling me this for a few days and you're already pressing me to get the results, and you can't even let me take a rest. I've already settled down to help you work, you'll call me right after!"

"Let's take this slowly for now and investigate. Who allowed Wilson to return to Milan?!" Mr. Wilson's earlier words had not been missed by the Palace Sage.

Back then, he didn't ask, but he was worried that An Xin would think about it too much. However, that didn't mean that Gong Sheng could just forget about it.

Who was it that called An Xin to help her design the clothes? Was it really his wife who had shone so brightly during that clothing exhibition, making the foreign media report on this matter? Was it even possible for those wealthy wives to help An Xin design the clothes?

Gong Sheng did not think so!

Of all the designers in the world, not only his wife could design such a style of clothing, but that man named his wife for design. Mr. Wilson did not think of it, but the palace sage knew that it would not be that simple.

It seemed like it was the right decision for him to arrange two bodyguards to stay by his wife's side.

Even now, the palace sage also wanted to follow his wife to Milan.

"Wilson? "Are you talking about the designer?" He suddenly thought of the designer when he was asked to investigate this person.