At nine o'clock in the evening, Yimi went to bed on time. But because of the decline in sleep quality, Yimi would wake up after a while, and over and over again, Yimi didn't fall asleep until almost twelve o'clock.

Yimi knows why she has insomnia, but Yimi is unwilling to face this problem.

A scrapbook that belongs to Jin Ranqi, so that he can't sleep.

In this self-comfort, Yimi constantly hypnotizes herself.

But it backfired, and Yimi never got rid of insomnia completely.

Yimi sat on the bed, the moonlight shining directly on him from the window without the curtains drawn.

Yi Mi looked down at himself in gray silk pajamas, and for a moment Yi Mi thought of himself as in a movie, where the male protagonist stood in the sun in order to make the heroine realize that he was not an ordinary person, and his body was glowing.

What is the name of this movie, I can't remember.

Yimi laughed, my memory was already in trouble.

Through the window, Yi Mi saw that there were still a few houses that did not turn off the lights to sleep, and there were so many night owls at this time.

Yimi picked up a photograph on the bedside table that was sandwiched in front of two pieces of glass.

There are only two people in the photo: himself and Tianhan.

At that time, Tianhan had just finished delivering something to a table and was standing outside the bar with a tray.

The bar counter and the display table are L-shaped, and the connection between the two is a solid wood table that is higher than the two.

Because Tianhan had been busy after two o'clock and hadn't eaten lunch yet, he put a piece of cake on the solid wood table.

Tianhan was eating cake while holding a tray in his left arm.

Yimi's chin rested on the two arms stacked on top of each other, leaning forward in front of the solid wooden platform, and the two of them chatted one mile and one away.

In order to make it easier for Tianhan to eat, he pressed the paper tray under the cake with the index finger of his left hand.

This can only hear Tianhan's voice, and he just shakes his head and nods, or looks at Tianhan with an innocent face or a smile.

At this time, a person shouted at us, and when we looked over, Jin Ranqi had already filmed the state of the two of us at that time.

After that, Jin Ranqi printed the photo and gave it to himself.

When he received the photos, Yimi found that there were six of them, one was two people looking at the cake, and Tianhan looked curious and confident; One is two people smiling at each other, and Tianhan is holding a fork in his hand and giving himself a thumbs up; One is Tianhan holding his mouth and laughing, and he is looking at Tianhan laughing; One is Tianhan's mouth is bulging on both sides, and he listens to Tianhan's speech with a serious face.

The above four are lying on the solid wood platform, and Tianhan is facing him sideways.

The other two were taken when the two people looked at Jin Ranqi.

One is a photo of two people seriously facing the camera, Tianhan is wearing her white apron and holding a tray, while she is standing up straight and holding the half-eaten cake in her hand, and both of them are laughing and looking at each other.

I remember that at that time, Tianhan mentioned that he would take a good photo, and when Jin Ranqi was about to take a photo, Tianhan said that it was interesting to take a photo.

So Tianhan raised the tray in front of his face, and I took advantage of the situation to hold the cake in front of my face.

Jin Ranqi was very dissatisfied with our creativity, and then complained, and at this moment, Tianhan and I were happy because of teasing Jin Ranqi.

I don't know why, as long as Jin Ranqi is unhappy or angry, we all think it's funny.

Just as we watched each other laugh happily, Jin Ranqi hurried to take this photo.

These six photos are Yi Mi's favorite, and the six photos are framed in the order in which Jin Ranqi has been arranged, and this set of continuous shots is what Jin Ranqi is most proud of.

At that time, when Jin Ranqi gave the photo to himself, he was very satisfied and said that he was the most satisfied with the photo he had taken for so long.

But Tianhan said something after seeing it, this is what she has heard many times.

Tianhan didn't ask for these photos, which made me cherish them even more.

You can see it every morning when you open your eyes.

Yimi stepped out of bed and walked over to his gray double-door refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water, and drank half of it in one gulp.

Yimi didn't care about the temperature of the mineral water, and in normal times, Yimi would let the water cool down a little before drinking.

Yimi sat down at the metal silver rectangular table with half a bottle, and the scrapbook came back to his mind.

Ever since I saw it, it was like scotch tape, trying to tear it off, but it was hard to find where the head was.

The first page of that notepad was the one about a car accident.

I was a kid at the time of the car accident.

In that car accident, all three members of the car were killed, and the owner of the car was a man named Suo Tianyue, who was the chairman of a Tiankai Group.

Jin Ranqi did a lot of homework on this car accident, especially the Tiankai Group.

All the information about the change of Tiankai Group's name to Qiao's Group has been collected by Jin Ranqi.

You can't open that the scrapbook is a survey record.

Jin Ranqi used Suo Tianyue as a person to investigate, from his work to his life.

One of the photos that came to mind was two old men with a little girl.

Although the photo was from more than ten years ago, it is not difficult to see that the two old men are Lin Xianyi and Li Meizhen.

Tianhan is now the two grandparents.

For the sudden appearance of these two old men, the feeling that they and Tianhan have known each other for a long time surprised Yimi.

But Tianhan explained to himself.

can't say it's an explanation, it's just a simple sentence, they are her grandparents.

So when we go on a comfortable business trip, we will go to Tianhan's house for a small gathering, that is, we have this habit since then.

As for when Tianhan's grandfather appeared, I don't remember.

With this photo, Yi Mi still doesn't want to believe that Tianhan is the Suo Xiao'er.

Until the last one appeared, Yimi had to accept this fact.

Yi Mi covered his face with his hands and lowered his head, what the hell is going on, why does Jin Ranqi have this?

How is it in Tianhan's hands?

Yi Mi wanted to figure this qiē clear.

Yimi drank the water from the bottle in one gulp and threw it into her trash can at four o'clock.

Yi Mi looked up at the watch on the opposite wall, it was already half past twelve.

At this time, Yi Mi, who was completely sleepy, sat on the chair in a daze, slowly closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head, and his body sank, what the hell is going on?

Yimi kept recalling every page of that notepad.

Yimi has a good memory, but he rarely talks about this merit to people, and he doesn't talk about it most.

Yimi revisited the scrapbook in her head, "A Little Boy"

A few words appeared in the newspapers, it should be said that they appeared in several reports.

A little boy participated in the rescue procession, and the little boy's right arm was also scratched by broken glass on the ground because of the rescue.

Wearing glasses, with an arm injury, and a similar age, that little boy is Jin Ranqi.

The thought immediately took over Yimi's entire mind.

Yi Mi imagined the situation when Tianhan recognized Jin Ranqi as the person who was himself in the first place.

Is Tianhan happy or afraid?

Did she go to the boy on purpose, or did she stumble upon the boy she had been?

Would they have known each other before?

A series of questions gave Yi Mi a headache, but now it is certain that Tianhan's special feelings for Jin Ranqi can be explained.

In other words, Tianhan knew that Jin Ranqi was the boy back then.

The next morning, Yimi woke up early.

But I don't sleep much at all.

Yimi lay on the bed and didn't want to get up until the mobile phone alarm rang, and when it was time to go to work, Yimi didn't get up from the bed, but it was already more than ten o'clock at this time.

Yimi's mobile phone is silent, there is no Tiantianjie's phone on the phone, and there is no Xiaoyan's WeChat, only a text message from an unknown number.

"Morning, I'm Chaejin, and we met yesterday at my mother's Kim Han Ah Hotel. This is my mobile phone number, if it is convenient you can save it, you can also add WeChat. ”

, it's the girl who gave herself candy.

Yimi put his phone aside and ignored it, he didn't want to go to work today, he wanted to be alone.

Yi Mi always remembered that scrapbook, I don't know if she knew Tianhan's past, or if she made herself unhappy by hiding it, Yi Mi just didn't want to go out.

Until the afternoon, Yimi did not go to work, and collapsed on the sofa alone.

Sister Tiantian's call didn't come.

Although she can't answer Sister Tiantian anything, if Sister Tiantian calls and hangs up, she will say that she is fine, and she will send WeChat to ask what is wrong with her.

But no one has been looking for him in the past two days, but Yimi is very happy.

However, Tianhan didn't seem to react at all to her not showing up at the flower shop or café, or she didn't go to the café or flower shop at all.

That's right, if Sister Tiantian finds out that I haven't been at work for several days, then Tianhan will definitely know.

But he didn't receive a call from Tianhan, which made Yimi feel lost.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Are you sick?" ”

"Can you say a word back?" ”

Xiaoyan will send a WeChat message every once in a while, and Yimi is very annoyed to look at it and then delete it.

Just when Yimi was about to shut down when he was very annoyed, a new friend added a hint, which was Caizhen.

She was really persistent, and after Yi Mi deleted this added information, she turned off her phone.

In an instant, the sound of the phone turning off made Yimi feel a lot more comfortable.

In the next two days, Yimi still chose to shut down the computer to deal with all the interference.

In the morning, after eating breakfast, Yimi continued to choose to go out for a walk.

In fact, Yimi didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to give himself a vacation, maybe he was a little tired these days.

Yimi only has one idea, to give himself a day trip to Wuye City every day.

Yimi has always disliked planning, just take the bus card to stop and go all the way, and go wherever you want, for no special reason.

Today's weather in Wuye City is exceptionally good, Yimi is almost always walking, occasionally tired will sit on the bench or stone on the side of the road to rest, from time to time to look at the cars and people passing by the roadside.

Yimi will look at the brand and style of the car, look at the appearance of the people, or the pets they are carrying, and use these to pass the time for rest.

There was only a blue rectangular canvas backpack with a mobile phone charger, wallet, tissues, wipes, a notebook, a tube of pens, and keys to get home.

He held a bottle of mineral water he had just bought, and his bus card and mobile phone were placed in the left and right pockets of his cotton jacket.

All of the above plus a pair of slacks, a pair of sneakers, and a scarf around the neck.

This scarf is still woven by Tianhan for himself.

Traveling light is always your favorite.

But it seems to have been a while since the last time I traveled light.

Yimi rested enough and walked to the bus stop in front of him, waiting for the bus that was about to arrive in front of him.

Yimi walked aimlessly by bus, and Yimi sat on the right side of the bus, so that he could see the Ninghe River in the winter in Wuye City.

Ning He has been guarding the city for so many years, doing what it has been doing all its life so quietly.

The same is true for yourself.

In fact, this kind of "travel"

Yimi will not be far from the Ning River.

As for the reason, it may be that I grew up around it!

Thinking of this, Yi Mi laughed, why do you look so kind?

Yimi gets off at the bus terminal, there is no noise, no music is playing in every store, and it is so quiet that people don't make extra sound except for footsteps walking on the road.

There are no billboards or promotional items at the entrance of each store.

If you don't look closely, you won't notice that this is a shop, and each shop is closed, just like a home.

However, every time you walk out of the door, you will see small benches and benches or round tables and chairs.

Even though it's winter, there are plants in every window.

If you stop and take a closer look, you will find that the buildings that are not taller than the height of the trees are all warm colors, faint warm colors.

Their windows are all painted in a variety of colors and are colorful.

If it weren't for the snow piled on the side of the road, not caught in the sun, and not yet squeezed and melted, you wouldn't find it winter.

Yimi continued along the quiet streets, occasionally popping into a shop pù to see what was inside.

The owners of the shops here are all middle-aged and elderly people, and most of them sell some very ordinary daily necessities, almost all of which are handmade, without any traces of modernization, pure nature.

They won't say anything when you walk in the door, and they will give you a smile whenever you look at them.

They won't come up to you for a conversation or a recommendation.

They are still busy with themselves, as if an acquaintance comes home and the work in their respective hands continues.

There are no cash registers and computers, even the phones are old-fashioned, and the TVs are rectangular.

Here, we are putting an end to something related to modernization and technology.

After choosing your own things, you take the money and walk up to the owner of the shop.

To be precise, they don't look like the owners of the shop, but more like your neighbors, and the things are not labeled, just placed in their respective baskets according to categories.

I was holding a cucumber soap and a piece that said "Good morning"

The glass goes to the "neighbors"

In front of the aunt.

I saw her origami.

She folded the brown-colored squares of gauge paper into a diamond shape that could hold things.

After paying the money, Yimi's "neighbor"

The aunt handed over a purple star.

"For you."

"Neighbors"

The aunt smiled, this Yi Mi did not refuse.

"Neighbors"

The aunt was a little puzzled to see the boy put his hand in the right pocket of his jacket, and was about to speak, but he took out his mobile phone.

After Yimi typed quickly, he immediately held up his phone to his "neighbor"

Auntie look.

"Thank you."

"Neighbors"

When the aunt saw this, a look of pity appeared on her face, but soon this expression disappeared.

Yi Mi looked at the purple stars in his hand, and they were put into the "neighbor" just now

Auntie folded in coarse paper.

I think this is her first finished product.

"Neighbors"

The aunt looked at Yi Mi, who seemed to be thinking about where to put it.

"Pin it to your backpack."

Yi Mi turned his head to look at his backpack in confusion.

Yimi untied her backpack and pinned it to a net pocket on the outside of the left side of the backpack.

The height of the net pocket is exactly two-thirds of the way to the gauge paper, and the purple stars are fixed.

Yimi and the "neighbors"

Auntie nodded and left the grocery store.

Yi Mi walked to the corner and noticed a tea shop on the side of the road, which looked like it was not just a place to sell tea, but also a place to drink tea.

However, it doesn't look so pure and antique, but a feeling of belonging here.

From the outside, it's no different from the shop you just saw.

The one at the door says "Tea"

The sign of the word was blown aside by the wind, and if it wasn't for the stop-and-go and standing there from time to time to look around, you wouldn't have found this tea shop.

There is a small blackboard in front of the tea shop that says "In business"

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Yi Mi walked across the street, and as soon as he entered, a smell of tea rushed to him.

Directly opposite the door is a display stand with the tasting recommendations of the week.

Behind the display shelves is a rectangular bar enclosed in wood colour, against the wall on the right-hand side of Yimi.

There are various things in a circle on the counter, like the front desk of a grocery store.

On the wall behind the bar are two dark wooden strips with boxes of various teas.

Inside the bar was a girl with long flaxen hair and a white shirt.

She looked to be less than thirty, and she wore her hair tied so low that it didn't look like it was carefully arranged at all, just casually.

She held a note in her right hand and a pen in her left hand, looking down to count something.

A lock of shredded hair blocked her view, and she pinned it behind her ear and went back to work.

To the right of the opposite wall is an arched door inlaid with mosaic glass, with a window in the middle.

On the shelves next to the door are all sorts of cups, which don't look new.

The shelf behind the bar sparked Yimi's curiosity.

The walls on both sides of Yimi are filled with tea leaves.

The owner didn't completely commercialize it, it was like the "neighbor" just now

Auntie's shop, a place full of warmth.

The main color of the tea shop is warm colors, and it is so common to read books, listen to classical music, drink tea and talk here.

In the middle of the tea shop there is a table with a heated glass teapot and a purple sand teapot, and next to each teapot there is a sticky note holder with the name of the tea written on it.

The combination of green tones, floral patterns, fabrics and dark wood furniture will make it a treat for anyone who comes here.

Yimi suddenly felt that her home was so deserted, maybe it had something to do with her dislike of bright colors!

Black, white and gray have always been my favorite, and clothes can change color, but I never like to change the color at home.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Lan Jin noticed that a person was standing in the doorway and didn't move.

The average customer will choose by himself after entering the door, and if he doesn't understand, he will ask himself.

If he is a regular customer, he will go to pour a pot of tea from his cup, take a book or bring a book to find a place to sit, or go to the backyard to look at the sea in the distance.

The man stood in the doorway and looked around.

Every week, Lan Jin would put down her work for a day or two and go back to the tea shop in the suburbs of Nancheng to help, sort out the accounts of the previous week and the new arrivals, so as not to make her parents so tired.

Lan Jin was born here, although he now lives alone in the suburbs of the eastern city, lives in a luxury apartment and drives a luxury car, but this qiē is indifferent to Lan Jin.

Lan Jin understands that no matter what she will be like in the future, she is a daughter in front of her parents, a daughter of an ordinary family.

The deception in the city made Lan Jin feel that her family was good, but work still had to go on, this was life.

Lan Jin adjusted his state very well, and he was a waiter here.

When the door opened, a man walked past him, he nodded to the girl at the bar, then walked to the shelf and took a teacup, poured a cup from a purple clay pot, and then bent down and took out a bookmark book from under the shelf blocked by the bar.

Yimi now understood the usefulness of those various cups.

Yimi noticed that the girl was looking at herself, and then remembered what she had just asked herself.

Yimi was a little embarrassed to take out his mobile phone and type.

"I'll see for myself first, thank you."

He can't speak.

"Okay."

Lan Jin noticed the starry sky on his backpack.

He had been to Aunt Jane's shop.

"The bathroom is over there. Once inside, take a few steps forward. ”

Lan Jin motioned to the innermost door opposite him.

"There's a cup over there, you can taste it first, and if you don't like it, it's okay if you don't buy it."

He replied to himself thank you, and then began to look at the tea.

I originally liked coffee, but because of Tianhan, I was also very interested in tea.

Why do you always think of Tianhan?

No matter what you do, you will think of Tianhan.

But that's right, isn't it because I can enter this tea shop because I think about Tianhan in my heart.

As Yimi passed by the middle window, he saw two rattan chairs and a rattan coffee table outside, and on top of the chair was a shelf with dead branches.

Opposite is a bench and a swing, there are two mothers with their young children, two little girls playing on the swing, and two mothers chatting.

From here, you can see the sea in the distance, and although you can't hear the sound of the sea, you can feel the sea breeze blowing in it.

A man was drinking hot tea with his back to the window, looking at the sea in the distance, and from time to time she would look at the children who were having fun.

Even though it's winter, you can imagine that it's not like winter here.

When Yimi was about to go to the bathroom, the woman who was looking sideways at the two little girls looked back at her, and the two of them nodded politely to each other.

When Yimi pushed open the door, he found a hallway, with two sinks on the left, and a staircase directly opposite it, and two doors at the bottom of the staircase, one for the man and the other for the woman.

At this time, it seems that someone from the tea shop has come in again.

Yeona parked her white sedan on the side of the road and walked into the tea shop.

Yeon-na came in for work, so she wanted to take a closer look at the things here.

Yeona pushes open the arched door that leads to the back of the tea shop.

Qiu Qiu was quietly drinking tea here.

She really chooses a place to hide, the outside world is a mess because of her, and she is still in the mood to play on the swing with two little girls.

And for the arrival of this lawyer Kong Yanna, Qiu Qiu was very surprised.

Because of this plagiarism incident, Qiu Qiu's heart began to drum constantly, and she was very afraid to hear any news about Wugese.

So far, Wugrid has not issued any statement, which is the same as the previous Katie Bay time, which makes Qiu Qiu uneasy.

So Qiu Qiu chose to find a quiet place to stay for a few days, but he didn't expect the lawyer to find him.

Once Qiu Qiu was looking forward to finding him was An Tianhan, even if it was Mu Dan or a lawyer sent by An Tianhan.

But these are just their own fantasies, and what they are waiting for is Li Mingya's Dili's lawyer.

It's not suitable for chatting outside, not to mention that it's so cold and she wears so little, so Yan Nati goes to the house to chat.

So the two men found a seat in the corner.

Qiu Qiu held her teacup, and she hadn't looked at herself since they met.

You can tell she's nervous.

Yeona gets straight to the point, and she doesn't need to say much about such a timid and scared person.

"If Dili sues Wugese, you should know what to do!"

"You want me to be a scapegoat?"

Qiu Qiu raised his head and looked at lawyer Kong Yanna opposite angrily.

"As long as you don't want to, you're not."

Qiu Qiu looked around, and then continued.

"You should have known this was going to happen when you did it. What's more, you're just doing what you're supposed to do. Besides, there is also this clause in your contract with Wuguse, and your design is not allowed to be sold to other brands. ”

This set of dialogues is quite useful to Qiu Qiu, and his furrowed eyebrows are flattened.

"But you can rest assured that when dealing with this plagiarism incident, Dili will not take into account your feelings, after all, this is a matter between Dili and Wugese, and you, the chief designer who has not officially resigned in Wugese, whether you sell the design to Dili, that is a matter between you and Wugese, and has nothing to do with Dili."

"What you mean is that Dili is now going to sue for plagiarism, and this design was obtained from me, and I sold it to Dili, not as Dili's designer."

"Oh, I don't really like that."

Yeona adjusted her sitting position.

"The second option we have prepared is that you have signed a contract with Dili to become a designer of Dili. And your contract doesn't say that you are not allowed to work for other brands. ”

"It's simply not realistic!"

Qiu Qiu almost shouted, but the surrounding environment had to make Qiu Qiu calm down.

They are thinking of themselves as three-year-olds.

"Who would believe that?"

"Then since no one will believe it, then you can help your old classmate, and there is no problem with her selfless dedication in the early days of her business, right?"

Yeona takes a sip of tea.

"These are some reasons, and they can't do anything about the case, after all, what we are suing is plagiarism. All of this is just to prevent you from biting back and pushing the matter onto you, the chief designer. ”

"She's going to sacrifice me for this, there's no doubt about it."

Qiu Qiu lowered his head, then looked out the window.

The two children were having a good time, and their mothers were standing aside and chatting.

Yeona noticed Qiu Qiu's eyes, full of sadness and frustration.

For a moment, Yanna felt a trace of sympathy for this Qiu Qiu.

Just a momentary sensation.

Possible "scapegoat"

The word appeared on each other, but he was lucky enough to escape, and the so-called chief designer of the five-grid color was not so lucky.

"I've checked the five grids, and her history is quite rich. However, after the personnel change six years ago, I can't find out the mysterious boss behind the scenes. ”

Qiu Qiu looked up at himself.

"For him, I felt frustrated for the first time as a lawyer."

Qiu Qiu picked up the teacup and drank tea, Qiu Qiu didn't want to say anything about this topic.

No matter what happens, he will not say the name An Tianhan, and no matter how much he pursues fame and fortune, he will not cross his bottom line.

At that time, he was just a student, a designer with a dream after losing the competition.

It was she who brought me into Wuguse and made me the chief designer of Wugese, and there were gains and losses along the way, but I can't forget what she did to me.

At that time, it was a very proud thing for every student to study design to be able to work in Wugue, even if it was to practice in Wugue.

Back then, according to his own talents, it was even more difficult to enter the five-grid color than to ascend to the sky.

I didn't expect this opportunity to appear in front of me.

And this is only the first surprise.

What surprised me even more was that the mysterious behind-the-scenes boss was actually the champion of that game, the person named Suo Xiao'er.

When I came out of the hotel where I worked, a girl stood on the side of the road, wearing a black baseball uniform and slacks, and a pair of dark brown flat Martin boots on her feet that she couldn't afford to buy for a month.

The two of them went to a café next door, sat down by the window and ordered coffee.

That day, Qiu Qiu knew that the mysterious champion in front of him was called An Tianhan.

For those two names, Qiu Qiu prefers to call her An Tianhan.

She told herself that she wished she could work in the five grids, and said that her designs were great.

It was difficult for Qiu Qiu to associate her with the boss of Wugese, not only because of her age, but also because she had no way to trust a boss with Wugese to drink coffee with her.

Although An Tianhan did not introduce himself as the boss of Wugese, but from the next day to Wugese to report to Mu Dan, Qiu Qiu understood this qiē.

However, Qiu Qiu still hasn't figured out why she wants to participate in the design competition.

Why don't you enter with your real name?

The above problems have always bothered Qiu Qiu, but after his busy work and his design was recognized, Qiu Qiu gradually forgot about these two problems.

And that coffee trip was also the first and only time they had a face-to-face conversation.

Since then, Qiu Qiu has never seen An Tianhan again.

An Tianhan's only request for herself is not to talk about herself to anyone, she just wants to be an ordinary person.

Qiu Qiu's road to five-grid design has not been easy.

At the beginning, the people around her were very resistant to Qiu Qiu's arrival, no one was willing to contact her, and everyone was isolating her.

Mu Dan doesn't count, but she is several levels higher than Qiu Qiu, and he can't contact her at all.

The things she designed always hit a wall with the leader, and she couldn't deliver a satisfactory design at all.

The accusations around her continued to increase, Qiu Qiu began to be annoyed, she was full of confidence from the beginning to the current self-blame and fear, and she was very scared every day.

Qiu Qiu didn't dare to go to work at first, because no matter how many shifts he worked over, he couldn't solve the gossip.

Qiu Qiu began to resist going to work, and she began to fear going to work.

Until one day, Qiu Qiu chose to hide at home and was reluctant to get up.

After a few days of thinking, Qiu Qiu made up his mind to resign and leave Wugese.

Qiu Qiu wrote the resignation letter in one go, but when she came to the five-colored office building with the resignation letter, Qiu Qiu retreated, she didn't want to leave here.

Even if she started from scratch, she didn't want to leave the place that every designer dreams of.

Even if she's just the bottom now.

Qiu Qiu came to the office, and as usual, everyone still treated themselves as transparent people.

All afternoon, Qiu Qiu sat at his desk in a daze.

When it's time to get off work, there are fewer and fewer people in the office.

The last few people who left the office turned off the lights, leaving Qiu Qiu alone in the office facing the computer that had not been turned off.

Qiu Qiu got up and walked to the door to turn on the light, took a few deep breaths, began to draw drawings, and began to design clothes.

Over and over again, but I can't draw what I'm satisfied with.

Qiu Qiu closed the computer, and it seemed that tonight was another futile return.

Just when Qiu Qiu was packing up his things and preparing to get off work, his mobile phone lit up, an unfamiliar number.

"Design comes from life, it is not something you imagine out of thin air, I want a designer, not a machine."

At the end is a smiley face, Qiu Qiu knew that it was sent by An Tianhan, and she was encouraging herself, although this way was very simple, just a sentence.

The next day, Qiu Qiu chose to take a leave of absence, and went to a park alone with a sketchpad, which used to be where Qiu Qiu used to go to school.

At that time, I was very simple, and my idea was very simple, that is, I wanted to draw a good picture and design clothes that I felt were suitable for people to wear.

After a day, Qiu Qiu handed over a satisfactory design the next day, and it was this set of designs that made Qiu Qiu have a certain popularity in the fashion industry.

After all the celebrations and daily interviews, a message came into the phone.

Only "Congratulations"

Three words, but Qiu Qiu felt very warm.

Qiu Qiu replied thank you, An Tianhan didn't reply anything last time.

With his design talent, Qiu Qiu slowly gained a firm foothold in Wugese, and fame, fortune and honor followed.

Soon, Qiu Qiu became the chief designer of Wuguse.

She also became the subject of interviews from the isolated person at the beginning, and this kind of fame and fortune made Qiu Qiu very uncomfortable at first.

But life has changed, and Qiu Qiu is used to living in Vanity Fair.

But that message never changed.

A message that always comes after everything has quieted down, only "Congratulations"

Three words.

Although it is these three words every time, Qiu Qiu is really grateful, very grateful to An Tianhan for this person, if it were not for her, I would not be where I am today, I am really grateful to her.

Qiu Qiu has always abided by the agreement between her and An Tianhan, and she does not mention the name An Tianhan or Suo Xiao'er to anyone.

Even the two of them are tacitly acknowledged, Mudan will never ask things that should not be asked, let alone this matter.

It wouldn't have been said before, and it's the same now.

"You'll never know who she is?"

Qiu Qiu put down the teacup and looked at Kong Yanna, who was looking at him with suspicion.

Yimi came out of the bathroom and stood in front of the sink and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.

Through the door with a gap, I heard a very familiar woman's voice.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because you're just a lawyer."

Qiu Qiu sat up straight, and this sentence allowed him to vent his grievances just now.

Qiu Qiu smiled smugly.

"You help Dili fight this lawsuit, if you win, you will become famous internationally, if you lose, you will be notorious in the legal world."

"At least I'm not a lost dog."

Yeona replied viciously.

Courtesy has always been the standard for doing things yourself.

"Negotiations with the five grids are about to begin, and I hope you won't be the first victim by then."

After saying that, Yanna left Qiu Qiu with a polite smile and left the tea shop.

Qiu Qiu sat alone at the table, Qiu Qiu's eyes followed Kong Yanna's departure from the tea shop, watched her sit in the white car parked on the side of the road, and then drove away from his sight Qiu Qiu put down the newcomer.

Like a deflated ball, slumped on the sofa, holding his face with both hands, what should he do?

If she starts a lawsuit, she can't bring it to Wugese at all, although she already knows this result, but think about how to face the eyes of An Tianhan or her peers, she can't stand this gap.

Such a terrible thing made Qiu Qiu think back to the time when he first entered the five-grid color, and when he thought of this, Qiu Qiu couldn't help but shudder.

Qiu Qiu put his hands together on his chin and prayed, praying was the only thing he could do now.

I hope that this incident will not hurt me, it is impossible not to get hurt, so I pray that I will successfully get out of the five colors, and then return to China to take up my post, and finally start my own brand.

Relying on their own efforts and strength, they can also gain a foothold in the country, and they do not necessarily have to rely on the big mountain of Wugese.

I've grown up enough to fly on my own, and I no longer need the protection of a big bird.

An Tianhan, I have done so much for the five grids, paid so much, and now I just leave and, I am not wrong, I can start my own brand, a brand that counts as I say.

Don't you give me a chance, don't you let others give me a chance?