When Song Qingge opened his eyes, it was already bright outside.

I have to say that Zhan Qi has asked her a lot of times recently, basically tossing until late every day, so that she can't get up the next day, her body is sore and tired, and her spirit is also very poor, even the little girl in the company makes fun of her, saying that she is overindulgent.

Is she the one who overindulges?

It's obviously Zhan Qi's stinking and shameless dead man, okay!

Supporting his sore body, Song Qingge sat up from the bed, and before he could take a breath, the bathroom door was opened, and then the man with a smile on his face walked out of it, and after seeing her, the smile on his face was even worse.

"Up? Morning. ”

Seeing his satisfied face, Song Qingge felt that he was not angry, it was really unreasonable, obviously both of them had done it, why did he look full of energy? And she was so tired that she was sore.

Song Qingge was too lazy to look at him as if he was satisfied, he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, who knew that as soon as his toes reached the ground, he felt that his feet were soft and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Be careful!"

Zhan Qi hurriedly threw down the towel in his hand to pull her, but fortunately, he was quick and Song Qingge didn't pounce directly on the ground.

"They all said that you should not rush to get out of bed in the morning, I will take care of you." Zhan Qi directly picked her up and put her on the bed, gently rubbed her bruised knees for her, squatted in front of her and patiently asked, "How is it?" Do you still feel pain today? ”

Song Qingge's face turned red to the back of her ears, she had been kneeling on the bed last night and letting him do it, her two knees rubbed against the sheets were red and swollen, and it hurt when she touched it, and now she heard him say this without a red face and a heartbeat, she almost wanted to slap him.

"Don't worry about it! I'm fine! She pushed him away. Limped to the cloakroom.

Who knew that Zhan Qi caught up from behind in two steps, picked her up directly, and said confidently: "You can't even walk, there are also my reasons for this, and it is natural to take care of you." ”

Song Qingge: "......"

The final result was that from washing to changing clothes, Zhan Qi helped her handle it all by herself, and she didn't need to move at all, just sit there and let him fiddle with it.

She looked down at the man in front of her, who had been injured and had hit a large chunk on his head. Later, in order to have surgery, I shaved off that piece of hair.

Therefore, he was also ridiculed for a long time, saying that he had been gnawed by a dog on his head, and now that a few months have passed, his hair has slowly grown, and it is known that it is thinner and softer than the hair around him.

She reached out and stroked the top of his head, Zhan Qi's hand paused, and raised her head to look at her, "What's wrong?" ”

She laughed, "It's nothing, it's just a feeling, it's amazing." I never thought you'd be so condescending to do these things for me. ”

"What kind of condescension is this? Besides, I'm not expensive in the first place. He lowered his head and continued to arrange the hem of her skirt, and would answer as a matter of course.

Also, his background is actually very ordinary, if you really want to chase it up, his biological parents are both former employees of the Song family, he is just a child of an employee, but she is a real eldest lady.

In the dark, their fate seems to have been predestined for a long time.

She touched his hair carefully, and Zhan Qi straightened the hem of her skirt for her, then reached out and grabbed her wrist, put it to her lips and bit it gently. Laughed and said, "What's the matter?" Still addicted? ”

Song Qingge raised his eyebrows, "I just feel the difference between touching you and touching Gollum." ”

"Dead girl, how dare you compare me to a dog!" As he spoke, he threw her down on the bed and bit her on the lips as if punishing.

The two were small and noisy, Zhan Qi stretched out his hand to tickle her, Song Qingge dodged left and right, laughed breathlessly, and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I was wrong, I surrender." ”

He stared at her as if warning and asked, "Do you dare to talk nonsense?" ”

She shook her head busily, "Don't dare, don't dare anymore." ”

"That's pretty much it."

Only then did Zhan Qi raise his noble hand and let her go, and got up from her.

Song Qingge also sat up straight, straightened out his hair that was rubbed up by him, and said sullenly: "Look! It's all your fault, your hair is messed up. ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to comb it again if it's messed up?" He smiled, reached out and pulled her to the dresser and sat down, picked up the sandalwood comb on it, and carefully combed her hair.

At the beginning of the Rongjiang River, he personally promised her, hoping that he would have the opportunity to comb her hair again in the future, at that time he really had the determination to die, but he didn't expect to survive in the end.

Song Qingge's hair is smooth and thick, she rarely loses her hair, and when she combs it down, she only loses a few strands.

Zhan Qi pulled her hair off the comb, carefully knotted it on her fingertips, opened the drawer of the bedside table and put it in.

Song Qingge looked at his movements puzzled, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Haven't heard that poem? married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful. ”

She snorted, lowered her head and said, "You and I are not husband and wife." ”

"Sooner or later, yes." He reached out and hugged her into his arms, his chin rested on her shoulder, and his low voice whispered in her ear seductively and ambiguously: "Besides me, who else do you want to marry in this life?" Who else do you dare to marry? ”

Song Qingge raised his hand and hammered him in the chest, "It's as if I don't want anyone but you." ”

"It depends on whether they have the courage to do so! Whoever dares to fight with me to rob a woman, I will definitely make you a widow if you can't pass the door! ”

She smiled speechlessly, "Why are you so domineering?" ”

"There's no way, if you're not domineering, your wife will run away with someone." It's really funny that he's saying something like that seriously.

This is what Zhan Yang taught him, there are only two ways to chase women, first, shameless. Second, it is shameless to die. So he is now trying to pull down his face and brazenly bargain with Song Qingge.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhan Yang's method was really effective, since he let go of himself and abandoned his face, Song Qingge was really speechless to him, no matter what he said, she was in line with the principle of resolutely not replying, and would never fight with him face to face again.

*

Thanks to Zhan Qi's blessing, since he casually proposed the design plan to her, her inspiration was like a spring, and she went out to take a break, and her mood was much better after she came back. It didn't take much effort to sit at my desk and write out a design outline.

Zhan Qi is right, professional wear and formal wear are indeed a plus for men, but these two kinds of clothing have essential differences, compared with formal wear, professional wear is obviously more standardized, and it must give people a feeling that what they wear is what they are. For example, police uniforms, military uniforms, and white coats, this is a trait, and when it comes to these, people will immediately reflexively think of its related professions.

And she's going to do it. It is how to integrate this characteristic element into formal wear and casual wear, so that after people wear it, they can immediately be recognized, this is Shengxuan's clothes, or has her own characteristics, so that people can think of it at the first time, this is from the hands of designer Song Qingge.

In order to allow her to work well, Zhan Qi specially set aside a part of his study for her and put a new table with an electric sewing machine tied with various colorful colored threads. When she was working on the design here, she looked up and saw the man working across from her.

Occasionally tired and raised their heads to relax, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Such a scene is really warm and quiet, the two work together, work together, as if many things are developing in the best direction.

Because it is winter in Banyan City, if you design summer clothes, you can't make good use of the season, and even if the work is successful, it will be stranded and buried, and you will want to launch it until next summer. It has become obsolete, and it is not good for her development.

Therefore, for the sake of future promotion, she still chose to design winter clothes, because once it can be successful, then it will be supported by sponsors and manufacturers, and if it goes well, it can be directly listed.

Song Qingge's final design is a light gray military woolen coat.

Her design inspiration is completely derived from a military magazine on the table of Zhan Qi, the cover of which is the Russian military parade, the fighting people of Siberia always wear very thick in winter, but Russian men can always wear military coats with a sense of fashion blockbuster, unlike our country. Although the military coat is warm, it is always complained about by people.

The coat adopts the British double-breasted design, the waist version increases the beauty, and just the right outline of the waist of the male model, the arms are equipped with red imitation military epaulettes, and the buttons are made of gold metal buttons, with army green or gray coats, adding a high-end texture.

It took Song Qingge three full days to complete the design of the coat, and when she was busy drawing in the past few days, Zhan Qi was silently by her side, doing her own work.

But Song Qingge knew it in his heart. Although he pretended to be real, in fact, he was not working at all, most of them were reading some idle books, but he was afraid that she would feel bored, so he would follow her all the time.

After drawing the whole design draft, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and as soon as Zhan Qi looked up, he saw the woman who had fallen asleep on the table at some point, shook his head and smiled helplessly, put down the book in his hand, and got up and walked towards her.

He first straightened her drawings and put her arm on his shoulder. Then he picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

After three days of busyness, this stupid woman was already so tired that she had no energy at all, Zhan Qi slowly put her on the bed, stretched out his arms again, let her pill on his arm, and watched her fall asleep with soft eyes.

*

Because she had told Wei Lai before that she would show her the picture and ask her to help check it, as soon as she went to the company, she put down her things and went straight to Wei Lai's office.

Because the two of them are usually not big or small, Song Qingge also forgot to knock on the door, and she was still immersed in the joy of designing a satisfactory work, so she directly pushed open the door of Wei Lai's office without any scruples.

"Well, I'll give you the sample then."

"You don't have to worry about anything else, just do what I have to do."

"Don't worry, she is quite capable, if you can really get her picture, you can't guarantee the first, but the top three are absolutely fine."

At that time, Wei Lai was talking to someone on the phone, and when he heard the sound, he immediately turned around vigilantly holding the earpiece, and said angrily when he saw her: "Who let you in?" Don't know how to knock on doors? Is there any quality? ”

Song Qingge was stunned, the two of them had known each other for a long time, Wei Lai had always been smiling, and this was the first time he had spoken to her in such a tone.

She stood at the door embarrassed and embarrassed, and it took a long time to pull the corners of her mouth and smile dryly, "Sorry, I'm sorry to bother you on the phone." ”

After saying that, she retreated, closed the door of the office with her hand, and stood outside for about two minutes before raising her hand and knocking lightly on the door, and said respectfully: "Director Wei, can I go in?" ”

"Enter!"

Wei Lai's emotionless voice soon came from inside, and she only threw out one word, which was enough to explain her anger.

Song Qingge stood outside and took a deep breath, then gently pushed open the door and walked in.

Wei Lai had already hung up the phone, and at this time he was sitting expressionlessly on the senior chair, his eyes as if he had been covered with a layer of ice. Song Qingge looked at her like this, and couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

It was so unfamiliar, and such Wei Lai made her feel a little scared and flustered.

Walking up cautiously, she put her artwork on her desk, and said carefully: "Director Wei, this is my work in the Designer Rookie Grand Prix, please take a look." ”

Friends who used to chat unscrupulously suddenly became so rusty for some reason.

But Wei Lai still looked like a frost, reached out and picked up her drawing, leaned back, and examined it proudly.

Song Qingge saw that she was looking seriously, so she slowly explained: "The coat adopts a classic suit collar design, which can be matched with the shirt and the clothing inside at will, and the elongated hem can reflect the wearer's slender figure, and the woolen material has a good ability to keep warm, which is very good in winter, and men generally have some military hobbies, whether it is army green or gray." It's a choice for them. ”

Wei Lai listened to her narration, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes unexpectedly, but there was still no expression on his face.

In all fairness, her work is really good, she has served as a judge for three Grand Prix in a row, and her work can be said to be very brilliant and very personal.

If it was ten days ago, she would definitely hook Song Qingge's neck and praise her ecstatically.

But now......

Wei Lai threw her artwork on the table, raised her face slightly, and said expressionlessly: "That's it, the design without merit is not brilliant, and there are no obvious shortcomings. ”

Song Qingge was a little anxious, "But it's too late, and I showed it to others, and they all said it was good......"

At least Zhan Qi and Xiao Qi, as well as those men from other units of the Zhan family, think so.

Wei Laiden was angry, slapped the table, and said angrily: "In the end, am I a professional or are they professional?" Do you think I've been a judge for three times for nothing? ”

She suddenly became angry, Song Qingge was shocked, lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm just talking." ”

Wei Lai glanced at her, sat back in his chair, and said with a cold face: "Whatever you want, anyway, this is my suggestion, whether you like to listen to it or not, it is you and not me who suffer." ”

Song Qingge lowered his head and didn't speak again, Wei Lai glanced up at her, looking at her injured and aggrieved look, he finally felt a little unbearable, waved his hand and said, "You go out first." This picture is a sub-draft, right? Stay with me. ”

"Good ......"

I have to say that Wei Lai's words are really shocking, and after Song Qingge came out of her office, she has been depressed and looks very depressed.

Because it was so uncomfortable, she didn't even notice Xue Yan standing in front of her, and just crashed into his arms.

"Qingge?"

A surprised and worried male voice came from overhead, Song Qingge raised his head and looked at Xue Yan in front of him and smiled miserably, "Brother Xue......"

Xue Yan frowned and touched her forehead, and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you?" Is your face so bad, are you sick? ”

"Nope." She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled reluctantly, and asked very unconfidently: "Brother Xue, is my work really bad?" ”

"You mean the military coat?"

"Yes." She nodded and sighed, "Lyle said that the work was useless and boring, so I was thinking...... Isn't it really bad. ”

"That's what Wei Lai said?" Xue Yan frowned, a little displeased.

Song Qingge didn't speak, Xue Yan patted her on the shoulder, and said patiently: "Listen to me, I've seen your picture." I have also compared the works of the previous three sessions, it is really good, the design is very outstanding, you have to be confident, a person and a person have different views, maybe the work you designed is just not what Wei Lai likes. But this year, she is not a judge, and maybe other judges like it. ”

Song Qingge looked at him suspiciously, "Really? ”

"Really, I promise you."

Hearing him say this, Song Qingge felt a little confident and confident, smiled gratefully, and went to work.

On the other side, Wei Lai was sitting in the office, staring at the picture of Song Qingge on the table in a daze.

The mobile phone camera has been adjusted, and she has also found a professional gunman, as long as she takes this picture now and sends it to that person, let him make a slight modification to participate in the competition, and then the scandal of Song Qingge's plagiarism will break out, then she will be ruined on this road, and she will never want to step into the design circle again in this life.

Wei Lai held the phone tightly, her fingertips were a little white because she was so nervous.

But is she really going to do it?

She and Song Qingge are also friends. Ruined her future for her own selfishness, is this really what she wants?

Wei Lai had never done this kind of thing before, her father was in business, her mother was a university teacher, although she was born as a model, but she was even more arrogant than ordinary people, she grew up so big, the most humble thing she did was to fall in love with Xue Yan. She never bothered to do such a thing.

Just as Wei Lai was holding his phone and hesitating, there was a knock on the office door. Then Xue Yan walked in from the outside.

He rarely took the initiative to come to her office to look for her, so when he saw it, Wei Lai immediately greeted him with a smile, "Rare guest, why did you come to me today?" Do you think I'm so beautiful that you want to come and see me? ”

As she spoke, she scratched her head and stroked her hair.

In the past, when she spoke like this, Xue Yan would usually only glance at her and then give her a taunt.

But today, he just looked at her indifferently and didn't say anything.

Wei Lai was a little uncomfortable by his eyes. dodged and said, "You...... Why are you looking at me like that? ”

"Have you seen Qingge's blueprint?"

"I've seen it, what's wrong?" As soon as Song Qingge's name was mentioned, Wei Lai's tone became cold.

"Her design concept is obviously good, why do you say that?" Xue Yan's face was a little unpleasant, and he asked: "Wei Lai, I know very well what kind of taste you have, you studied in Europe and the United States, and you have always liked British-style design, Qingge's design concept can be said to be very suitable for your dishes, did you mean it?" ”

He was questioned like this as a prisoner. Wei Lai was also angry, and said angrily: "What do you mean by your surname Xue?" Are you saying that I deliberately looked for Song Qingge's stubble? ”

"Then I don't know." Xue Yan said expressionlessly: "In short, in my opinion, your comment is unfair, work is work, I hope you don't bring personal feelings." ”

"What do you mean by bringing in personal feelings? The surname Xue is to tell me clearly! Wei Laiqi's eyes were red.

"You know exactly what I mean." Xue Yan looked at her coldly, "Wei Lai, all along, I have treated you as your friend and my partner, and in my eyes you are a little girl." Sometimes I can tolerate being willful and hypocritical, but I absolutely cannot forgive the principled and moral problems. I hope you don't touch my bottom line, otherwise we won't even be friends at that time! ”

Wei Lai stomped his feet angrily, "The surname is Xue, you!" ”

After Xue Yan finished speaking, he looked at her deeply, didn't even give her a chance to refute, turned around and slammed the door out of her office.

Wei Lai bit his lip and stood in place. The sharp nails pierced straight into the palms of her hands, and she tried to endure to keep herself from crying, but the tears still fell uncontrollably.

No one had spoken to her like this, and at this moment she only felt angry and unwilling.

She has a good background, a good family background, good looks, and a good personality, everything is one in a million, but why is there only the woman who is divorced and has a child in Xue Yan's eyes?

She's not convinced!

Clenching his fists hard, Wei Lai turned around and walked to the desk, picked up his mobile phone and quickly dialed a call, and said to the person over there: "The picture I just sent you, you can change it casually, and then take it to participate in the newcomer design competition." ”

Hung up the phone, Wei Lai was still angry, since she Song Qingge was unkind, don't blame her for being unjust!