Although the rice was unpalatable, Xin He and Xin Wu barely finished eating it in the end.

After the meal, Xin He collapsed on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone.

was fighting the landlord, and the news of the time mark came.

Xin He snorted lightly, and sure enough, it was a trumpet, so he boarded it to take a look.

Timemarks: How can you be sure you're telling the truth?

Xin He pursed her lips, can she say that she has an authentic Yan Dynasty video?

And even the appearance of the emperor and queen of the Yan Dynasty knows it.

Moreover, the emperor of the Yan Dynasty is still good-looking, and the queen's appearance is also very good.

It's a pity that I can't say.

Xin He was half-lying, stretched out a white finger and poked the screen slowly: I forgot where I saw the record of the Yan Dynasty when I was a child, that's what you wrote in this book, if you don't believe it, I can't help it.

Shi Zhen didn't ask about the source of this book, but asked: Do you know a lot about the history of the Yan Dynasty?

Xin He thought for a while: Sort of.

After all, if you want to understand, there may be no one who knows better than her.

What about the universal encyclopedia of double cats?

Shi Zhen sat at his desk, staring at the WeChat messages on the computer screen, his slender fingertips tapping on the desktop, his dark eyes seemed to be out of focus, looking into the distance.

After a while, the slender fingers tapped on the keyboard: Are you interested in coming to the crew as a historical consultant?

Xin He saw the message sent by Shi Zhen, and was a little puzzled: I am a painter......

The implication is to let a designer of clothes be a historical consultant???

Although Xin He can't do it, Shi Zhen doesn't know it.

Shi Ji looked at the news sent by Xin He, and the corners of his lips rose slightly: You know the history of the Yan Dynasty very well, don't you?

In the end, Xin He and Shi Ji finalized the time to sign the contract.

Xin He wore many hats, from a designer to a historical consultant, which also included etiquette guidance.

The design of the wedding dress was scarred and let Xin He make up his own mind.

Xin He looked at the emperor of the Yan Dynasty in the video, and suddenly had inspiration.

The next day, Xin He sent Xin Wu to the kindergarten, and then went to Shi Zhen's studio to sign a contract.

Time Scar's studio was a little far away, and Xin He took half an hour by subway to get there.

Xin He was a little earlier than the agreed time, and just walked downstairs to the company, and met the time mark of the same time when he came to work in the company.

Shi Zhen nodded at Xin He, and then went in with her.

"Is your sister okay?" As he entered the elevator, Shiji suddenly asked.

Xin He was looking down at his phone, a little surprised when he heard it, but he still said, "Huh? Much better, did your nephew go to school today? ”

Shi Ji knew what Xin He meant, and just wanted to speak, a large number of people poured in the elevator.

As a result, Scar stopped talking.

There were a lot of people in his elevator, and he leaned to Xin He's side and blocked some people for Xin He.

Xin He was protected by Time Scar, and when she raised her eyes slightly, she saw his delicate and beautiful side face.

It may be that Xin He has been staring at it for a long time, and the other party seems to be aware of it.

She looked away as if nothing had happened.

Xin He was wearing high heels today, and they were thin heels, and she was accidentally hit when she got out of the elevator, she took a step back, and just stepped into the gap in the elevator.

The body habitually leaned back, and just when Xin He thought he was going to fall, he was helped from behind.

Shi Zhen's hand was very gentlemanly holding Xin He's arms, and after she stood firm, he let go.

Xin He just wanted to go out, but found that the heel was stuck in the gap.