Probably because the tone of the battle technique was too solemn, Song Qingge couldn't help but get nervous, stood up straight and cautiously waited for his next words.

Zhan Jue pursed his lips and said after a while: "I remember that you used to study fashion design, right?" ”

"Huh?" Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled why he suddenly asked this, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, I studied fashion design." ”

Her mother, Zhen Yuan, is a designer, and under the influence of her mother, she once aspired to be an excellent fashion designer, and she was indeed very talented. When she was in college, she also applied to a fashion design college in Japan, but later in order to marry Zhan Qi, she gave up studying abroad, and even dropped out of her undergraduate studies in China.

For her profession, she focuses most on menswear design. The thing I used to look forward to the most was that all the clothes on Zhan Qi's body were designed and sewn by herself, but it was a pity that he always scoffed at her works, and he didn't even want to take a second look.

So until they divorced, she didn't have the opportunity to design a dress for him by herself.

"In that case, then I have something to ask you for."

The voice of the battle trick interrupted her sad memories, and she immediately raised her head and responded, "You say. ”

"My personal designer, Yuriko Ishikawa, fell ill some time ago, so I went back to Japan to recuperate, but I have a very important concert next month."

Song Qingge faintly realized something in his heart, but still asked, "So ......?" ”

"So I need you to be my personal designer for the time being, to design a gown for my concert next month."

The battle trick was still that indifferent look, and the tone of his speech was unpleasant, as if he was saying that the weather was good today, but it scared Song Qingge firmly.

"You say...... Let me design you a gown? Song Qingge looked flattered, looked at him in disbelief and said, "This ...... Not quite right, right? ”

Not to mention the influence of Zhan Jue itself, his designer Yuriko Ishikawa alone is a well-known designer in the industry, who has served as the personal designer of many celebrities, and even worked as a director at Valentino. It is precisely because of this that the performance dress of each concert is exquisite like a work of art, which attracts people's attention, and after the concert, he will auction off the performance dress for charity.

How could she afford such a heavy responsibility?

Not to mention that she hasn't touched design for many years now, let's just say that she is just a half-asser who has not graduated from the design profession, and she has no confidence and qualifications to design dresses for the battle tricks.

Song Qingge pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly, and said a little uncomfortably: "There are so many great designers at home and abroad, even if Miss Ishikawa is not there, you can find someone else, you don't have to find an unpopular ...... like me."

"You're so unconfident in yourself?" Zhan Jue opened his mouth coldly, with some contempt in his eyes, "If you don't take advantage of the opportunity, it's no wonder that you are reduced to this point now." ”

"I ......"

"As you said, there are countless famous designers at home and abroad, but since I am looking for you, there must be a reason." Zhan Jue said, leaning his head slightly to her face, and said step by step: "Becoming a designer should be a dream that everyone who studies design will have, and you just gave up so easily, don't want to realize it?" ”

I have to say that the words of the battle trick are indeed very tempting, but she is still not sure if she still has that ability.

After seeing her hesitation, Zhan Jue increased the stakes again, "If your design is good this time, I will pay you 300,000 yuan after adopting it." ”

300,000?!

Song Qingge was taken aback by this large number, and then she was even more shaken, if she could get the 300,000, then she could at least guarantee the surgery fee that she knew......

A hint of imperative cunning flashed in Zhan Jue's eyes, and then he said without refusing: "Then this matter is decided, and I will send someone to send you a sample of my size and the dress I wore in the past, you go back and think about it." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave without much nonsense, but Song Qingge suddenly spoke again: "Mr. Zhan, I really ...... May I? ”

Zhan Jue glanced back at her when he heard this, his thin little face was full of apprehension, and there was both timidity and eagerness in his eyes.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled faintly, "I believe in you." ”

I believe you......

Song Qingge was hit hard by these four words, and looked at the man in front of her who trusted her in a daze.

How long had it been since she had heard those four words......

All the time, she was burdened with suspicion and denial, no matter what she did, she couldn't get the trust of that person, so much so that she even began to deny herself, and just when she was about to give up on herself, someone stood up and said to her firmly: I believe in you.

For a moment, Song Qingge even had the urge to cry.

Suppressing this excitement and emotion, she nodded heavily and smiled, "Thank you, I will definitely work hard." ”

The sunset of the alluring city was reflected on her face, shining with tears of joy in her eyes, obviously it was still that face, but there was more firmness and courage in her eyes, Zhan Jue looked at the smile on the corner of her lips in a daze, and she couldn't take her eyes off it, and the ghost raised her hand to comb the broken hair in front of her forehead.

"You look good when you smile, you should smile more in the future."

"What?" His headless words made Song Qingge stunned.

Only then did Zhan Jue realize his gaffe, and hurriedly lowered his head and coughed lightly, and when he looked up again, he had already recovered his indifference, "Then this matter is settled, you go back and think about it." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and drove away in a hurry.

Seeing the car driving out of his sight, Song Qingge was also a little nervous in his heart. originally thought that life was already very mean to her, but she didn't expect God to leave her a window.

She lowered her head with some joy, subconsciously touched her cheek, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised.

However, she didn't know that all her expressions had fallen into a man's eyes at this time.

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On the way home, she kept thinking about what kind of dress she wanted to design, what kind of fabric to use, and what style to use. Every time he thought of this, Song Qingge felt as if he had returned to his energetic student days.

When she gets that payment, she can give her a kidney replacement and a better medical environment.

The invitation of the battle recipe really rekindled Song Qingge's longing and yearning for life and the future, she has not lived with such a purpose for a long time, and the life full of hope is really nostalgic.

Downstairs, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a pharmacy and, thinking of what had happened last night, she finally went in and bought a box of 72-hour emergency contraception.

She is no longer the stupid woman who was looking forward to giving birth to him back then, knowing that it was a sweet and heavy accident, but she didn't want to do it again.

As soon as she got home in the evening, she couldn't wait to find the reference books that had fallen into the dust, cooked a bowl of noodles and read a book while eating.

In the past few days, she has either been looking for Zhan Qi or working, so she has no time to measure a new coffee table glass, so she can only use the cardboard box at home as a table.

It is not an easy task to pick up the profession that has been abandoned for six or seven years, but since Zhan Jue chooses to believe her, then she must try to do her best.

However, just as she was eating, there was a sudden knock on the door.

It's almost nine o'clock, who's going to come at this time?

Although Song Qingge was a little strange, he still got up and went to open the door.

However, when she saw the person standing outside the door, she was stunned.

There was only a 5-watt incandescent lamp in the corridor, the light was dim and desolate, but the anger and coldness in Zhan Qi's eyes were extraordinarily prominent.

Song Qingge's heart sank, and he looked at him with some anxiety and asked, "Are you ...... Why are you here......"

Zhan Qi squinted slightly, and sneered, "Don't invite me in to sit?" Or do you have a wild man hiding in your house? ”

Song Qingge's eyebrows furrowed, and he said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about......"

However, before she finished her words, Zhan Qi had already pushed her away and broke in directly.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Seeing this, Song Qingge hurriedly caught up and stopped him, and scolded angrily: "What are you crazy about in the middle of the night? Get out of here! ”

Zhan Qi ignored her words, and after scanning the room with a cold face, the expression on his face eased a little after seeing that there was only a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a glass of water on a large cardboard box in the living room, and after making sure that there were no traces of other men in the room.

He didn't know what he was crazy about, so after leaving Wall International, he drove his car to the silver bottle, and after drinking a few glasses of stuffy wine in annoyance, he drove around the street, and when he came back to his senses, the car had already driven here.

"Looks like you're the only one here."

"Neurotic!" Song Qingge couldn't help but smack him, "What's the matter with you coming so late?" If you have something, just say it, and leave quickly! ”

Her face was full of impatience and disgust, compared to the shyness and gentleness when facing the battle trick, it was like two people, as soon as she thought of her smile in front of the battle trick, Zhan Qi immediately felt a nameless fire ignite in his heart, and grabbed her jaw to pull her closer to him.

"Why, you laughed so happily when you had a tryst with Zhanjue, and that's your attitude towards me?" He glared at the woman in front of him, not realizing how sour his words were.

A strong smell of wine sprayed on her face, and Song Qingge scolded in disgust: "If you are sick, you will go for treatment, don't come to me for trouble!" ”

Oh, it's amazing, I looked like a good cat last night, but I showed my fangs in one day.

Zhan Qi looked at her and laughed angrily: "It's different with a man's support, you dare to show your teeth and claws in front of me." ”

Song Qingge only thought that he had drunk too much and was crazy, and he was too lazy to entangle with him anymore, so he turned around and prepared to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Only then did he notice the poor cardboard box, and when he thought of the way she got up at night to eat secretly, he suddenly became even more annoyed, and couldn't help kicking the box a few meters away, and the bowls and cups on it were also shattered.

"Who are you pretending to be pitiful? Well? That's what you're trying to seduce with this face, aren't you? ”

"You!" Song Qingge was so angry with him that he couldn't speak, since he wanted to think of her like this, then it was useless for her to explain, and she didn't bother to argue.

Seeing her cold face, Zhan Qi was even more furious, "Why don't you speak?" Hit me in the sore spot and have nothing to say? ”

Song Qingge sneered, "I don't speak because I'm too lazy to fight with you, and there is no excuse for the crime you want to add, think whatever you like." ”

Zhan Qi wanted to say something more, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a small box in the trash can, his eyes darkened, and he strode up to pick up the box.

72-hour emergency contraceptive.

He looked at the few big words on it, and he only felt extremely dazzling, and he couldn't say what it felt in his heart for a while, but it was extremely complicated.

He remembered that she used to always say that she was not in good health, and every time she did it, she begged him to do it because she didn't want to take medicine. And he didn't want the child she gave birth to at that time, and if there was an extra handle to tie him up, he would wear a condom for safety.

But time has passed, but she doesn't want to conceive his child anymore.

She doesn't want his child, so who does she want? Tricks?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, he felt as if his temples were pounding suddenly, and his whole body almost burned up.

Song Qingge didn't know what was going on in his mind, he just thought that he was unhappy, so he urged impatiently: "Are you still okay?" It's okay to leave quickly, I'm tired and want to rest early. ”

There was no shyness and admiration on her face when she faced him, and Zhan Qi looked at the woman in front of her, and for a moment she felt a little strange.

A strong indignation and unwillingness suddenly surged in his heart, what he wanted was not such a Song Qingge, he wanted the woman who would chase him and please him in the past.

Thinking like this, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he said meaningfully: "Didn't you say that you want to see your daughter." ”

Hearing him mention it, Song Qingge was immediately a little surprised, "Are you willing to let me see the child?" ”

"Of course." Zhan Qi smiled and said loudly: "But you must follow me back to Zhan's house." ”