Luo Weiwei's domestic clothing debut, just like the full swing of the preliminary preparations, site selection, booth layout, clothing preparation, and even the invitation of guests are not difficult for her professional logistics team, but with her cautious personality and critical eye, everything must be personally arranged to all the details are perfectly arranged before stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who touched this dress!" Suddenly, the voice of a woman's hoarse reproach rang out in the pavilion.

Immediately, all the personnel stopped their work and hurriedly ran to the place where the clothes were placed next to the booth.

I saw Luo Weiwei standing in front of the human clothing mold, pinching the cuffs of a long silk shirt on the mold.

"Who touched this dress?" Luo Weiwei asked everyone.

At this time, a female staff member who was about 27 years old walked towards her quickly with a folder in her hand: "Sister Wei, what happened?" ”

"Anna, the black buttons on the cuffs of this shirt, I obviously sewed white thread, why did it become black thread now?" Luo Weiwei was furious.

Anna is Luo Weiwei's assistant, and all the shows are handled by her, after listening to Luo Weiwei's words, she hurriedly took the sleeve in her hand and checked it and said: "After this shirt was hung on the model, I found that the thread of the button was loose, I asked Xiao Wei to help re-sew it, but I obviously told me to sew white thread?" After Anna finished speaking, she turned to look for Xiao Wei in the crowd.

At this time, a little girl came out of the crowd and said tremblingly: "Sister Na, I sewed it, but I saw that the button was black, and I thought that it was more coordinated to sew black threads, so I ......."

"Who are you! Why should I modify my work? Luo Weiwei became angry all of a sudden, and shouted at Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei lowered his head and didn't dare to say another word.

Seeing this, Anna hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "I'm sorry, Sister Wei, she is a temporary assistant we hired, and she doesn't know our rules here, but fortunately, you have found out about the problem with the clothes now." ”

"If you don't understand, don't make your own decisions! Anna, I don't want this kind of unprofessional person on my team, you deal with it yourself. With that, Luo Weiwei walked away from everyone's sight. Anna comforted the temporary assistant, who was already covered in tears, and motioned for the other assistant next to her to reprocess his clothes.

"Who annoyed our great designer?" Luo Weiwei, who had just walked out of the exhibition hall, still looked angry, and suddenly Huo Yi'an's voice came from her ears, and she immediately showed a smile:

"Ian, how come you have time?"

"I'm going to talk about some business nearby, stop by and see how your exhibition is getting ready?" Huo Yi'an replied.

"Oh, a bunch of trivialities, you know, it's the first time I've returned to China for a show, and I don't allow any accidents in between." Luo Weiwei is still so persistent in her career.

"By the way, the show will start in two weeks, I'll leave you a good place, you must come." Luo Weiwei sent out an invitation.

"Well, I will definitely come to see your exhibition, but can you leave two good places, I want to bring more people." Huo Yi'an smiled and said.

Luo Weiwei replied without thinking about it: "Of course it's OK!" Let's go, you haven't eaten yet, I'll invite you to eat, there's a super delicious ...... nearby"

Luo Weiwei is definitely a strong and domineering woman at work, and she can't tolerate a grain of sand in the details of her work, and when she stands in front of Huo Yi'an, she can show the wisdom and gentleness of an intellectual woman.

Many years ago, she relied on her strong and soft personality and independent self-esteem to attract Huo Yi'an's inseparable love for her.

However, just like Huo Yi'an himself said, "Three years is enough to change a person", he has changed after experiencing injury and time grinding, and he is no longer the Huo Yi'an who can only wait for Luo Weiwei to give a little time from his busy work and squeeze out a little love for him; Huo Yi'an, who came out of the pain, has enough tolerance to give up a past, has come out of that painful memory, regained the ability to love others, and has the determination to protect his lover, and all of this is what Ye Wenli invisibly brought to him......

The relationship between Ye Wenli and Huo Yi'an continued to heat up, and every time the two were together was so calm and detailed.

In the company, they work like ordinary superiors and subordinates, Huo Yi'an is still strict with her work, Ye Wenli in love does not slack off at all in her work with Huo Yi'an every day, she treats her work more and more seriously and carefully, and occasionally she can secretly make an appointment to get off work together when the time is right, even Assistant Feng didn't see the unusual and greasy relationship between the two of them.

Returning to the villa every night is Ye Wenli's happiest time, Huo Yi'an put away a lot of unimportant entertainment, and basically can go home before 8 o'clock every day, the two are either reading together in Huo Yi'an's study, or openly chatting on the hanging chair in the garden to watch the night when grandpa and Ye's mother go out for a walk, and occasionally Huo Yi'an will force her to follow her to the gym on the third floor for a run, and this kind of day lasted for a long time.

That night, in Huo Yi'an's room, he was sitting on the sofa reading a book, while Ye Wenli rested his head on his thigh, lying sideways and looking at his mobile phone.

"Yi'an, you said that you are so handsome, and your family background is so good, how can you like me?" Ye Wenli suddenly asked curiously.

"Did I say I liked you?" Huo Yi'an flipped through the book and secretly laughed and teased her.

When Ye Wenli heard this, she immediately sat up, tickled him with both hands and said, "You didn't like me before you treated me like that, I hate you." ”

Huo Yi'an was tickled all over her body and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand it, quickly put down the book in her hand, squeezed her hands in her hands and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will plot against you like this again?" ”

"You don't dare." Ye Wenli replied with a smile.

"What don't I dare to be in the same room with a lonely man and a widow, besides, this is still my own room, don't challenge my self-control, no matter how gentlemanly a man is, when the hormones are aroused, there will be times when he can't control himself." Huo Yi'an smiled evilly.

Ye Wenli's cheeks turned red when she heard this, and she quickly withdrew her hand, sat on the other end of the sofa and said, "No, no, I have to stay away from you." ”

Seeing her expression of shame, Huo Yi'an couldn't help but smile and said, "What do you want?" Don't worry, I won't do anything to you yet. ”

Ye Wenli sat back on the sofa with confidence, but still said that she should keep a distance of at least thirty centimeters.

"But you haven't answered my question, why do you like me?" Ye Wenli continued to ask about the topic just now.

"Hmm...... Why do I like you? Huo Yi'an looked at Ye Wenli and continued: "He is not tall, his appearance is not too beautiful, his IQ is low, his personality is poor, and he is stupid all day long. ”

"Oh, you answer seriously." Ye Wenli was a little angry.

"Wen Li, thank you for coming to me." Huo Yi'an grabbed her right hand and put it in the palm of his hand, touched it with his palm and continued: "After experiencing the previous things, I thought that I had lost the ability to love someone, it was your appearance that aroused my desire to protect, I wanted to hold you when I saw you crying, I wanted to laugh with you when I saw you laugh, I was actually very proud to see you sad and cry for me, I can't say why I like you, all in all, everything about you stimulates my possessiveness and attracts me to want to have your ......"

Maybe love is not passion, nor nostalgia, but it is just years, and years have become a part of life. - Zhang Ailing