Chapter 61

Jiang Xinci's words undoubtedly belittled Mu Xiyan, but in Yan Chen's ears, he was also questioning the people he had chosen. He wanted to tell him that the people he chose were not professional.

The chopsticks in the hands of the little guy are also the same, and the original happy expression on his face becomes different.

Yan Chen's eyes quickly flashed a silk of displeasure, he already knew what she was going to say next.

"No matter whether Mu Xiyan is mixed with her own personal feelings and deliberately aims at bleak, or because that is her real idea, it is unprofessional in my opinion. I don't think she is suitable for the wardrobe!"

"No, mom is not what you said. Mom is very professional."

The little fellow was still holding back out of politeness, but when it came to this, he couldn't help it.

Yan Chen did not answer, but listened to them.

"It's normal that you don't understand these things, but aunt Jiang is a very excellent and professional designer. In my opinion, Mu Xiyan's evaluation is not objective enough."

Jiang Xinci firmly said that he didn't understand the expression of the father and son.

The little guy didn't know what design, although he was influenced by Yan Chen, he couldn't understand.

He had known that he would not come out. He still liked aunt Jiang, but she always slandered his mother, so he didn't like it.

"By the way, every day, you should have less contact with Mu Xiyan. I'm afraid you will be damaged by her."

The little guy was sad because he didn't know how to refute it. When he heard this, he almost didn't think about it. He immediately raised his head and said, "no, my mother won't bring me down!"

A little voice with a touch of unquestionable firmness.

Hearing how to maintain Mu Xiyan every day, Jiang Xinci can't help feeling a little jealous.

I don't know what medicine Mu Xiyan took every day and how to maintain it.

"You're young. You'll understand something when you're big."

Jiang Xinci wants to tell children that she has rich experience, but the more she says, the more uncomfortable she feels in her heart every day.

In the end, the meal couldn't go on.

He put down his chopsticks, turned his head every day and asked Yan Chen, "Dad, are you full?"

Knowing that the little guy couldn't sit down, he didn't want to continue to listen, and nodded slightly.

"Let's go. It suddenly occurred to me that I haven't finished my homework yet."

"OK, Miss Jiang, let's go first."

Jiang Xinci only moved one third of the dishes on the table. Three people sat down to eat, and they were leaving in less than a quarter of an hour. A heart sank in an instant.

Every day, seeing Jiang Xin's words stop, she said, "Auntie Jiang, thank you for this meal. We've had almost enough. We'll go back first. We'll get together again next time."

Every day a section of polite words, momentarily extinguished Jiang Xin's words, can only watch the father and son leave.

Jiang Xin couldn't help but stomp his feet.

Inside, she didn't want to vent her anger.

……

Yan Chen and every day came to the outside, two people shuttling the streets, smelling a variety of dishes.

Every day small hand pulled Yanchen's clothes, carefully said.

"Are you hungry, dad? I think you eat very little. "

Yan Chen looked down at him coldly: "you are hungry."

This sentence is not a question, it is a positive sentence, he can also know the boy's mind.

"Well." Nod your head every day.

Yan Chen looked thoughtfully at the height of his calf every day.

When the little guy uses people, it's harmless for people and animals

Later, Yan Chen took him to a noodle shop every day. On the other side of the night, the party was very lively and luxurious.

Xiao Yunfei is offline activities, wearing a bleak brand evening dress, standing in the crowd with confidence.

Since she was criticized as worthless when she was broadcast, she should take the initiative to speak up.

With her own identity, status, stature, she does not believe that the bleak sales will not come back.

"I'm still used to the bleak brand. My clothes are comfortable and fashionable."

Xiao Yunfei flatters several well-known friends in the circle. Several women hold red wine glasses and watch her perform one by one.

Unfortunately, the reality is often more cruel than she thought, when she confidently touts the brand of bleak, other people's expressions have begun to become subtle.

"I heard that the brands of bleak are all old-age ones. Why do you still wear them? We're all in a curvy style now. "

"Sister, what you said is that Xiaose is the brand of Yunfei family company."

"Ah, sister, this mouth is straight, Yunfei don't mind ha, I just suggest as a friend that it's time to change some style, otherwise it won't hold people's hearts. Most of the bleak style is out of date. "Xiao Yunfei didn't expect that these women would not give themselves face, and the smile on her face suddenly couldn't hang.

"You are not in the circle. How do you know this style is out of date?"

The implication is that, since it is not a designer, don't talk nonsense.

Some women are uncomfortable and afraid of things.

"Yunfei, what you said is wrong. I just want to give advice. You don't listen to me, but the big data of your sales is declining. Mu Xiyan, the designer of the live broadcasting room, said the same thing. Is there anything wrong? "

Xiao Yunfei frowned and her eyes were angry.

She snorted and strode away in high heels, twisting her waist.

"Cut, there's something wrong with your eyes."

The woman can't help cursing at her leaving.

Looking for a place where there is no one, Xiao Yunfei takes out her mobile phone and dials Mu Xiyan's phone number directly. She has been taking a deep breath.

The phone said, "what's up?"

The sound doesn't have any temperature.

"Yes! I'll ask you, what are you going to do

Xiao Yunfei is almost from the teeth in the hard squeeze out of this sentence.

"How about it? You know why. My purpose is very simple. I just want to destroy the Xiao family. It destroyed the most important brand of Xiaose, so you don't have to be so complicated. " Mu Xiyan said and chuckled.

"Don't forget that your mother created Xiao Se by herself. Do you really have the heart?"

"Bear it, why not? Now the brand has lost its old flavor. In the past, the brand concept was fashionable and dynamic, but now all the brand concepts have developed into low-cost ones with seductive beauty and no taste. There is no original intention before. "

Mu Xiyan holds her mobile phone, and her eyes are sour. If her mother is still in this world, she will not

Rather, it's better to terminate, lest it insult the original intention of the brand.

"You are really a madman!" Xiao Yunfei roared out.

"Madman? This word describes me, I feel very good. I can have today, it's all your cultivation. In the final analysis, I still want to thank you. "