Mu Rao noticed that something was wrong with Ke Shaochen, and also looked at the ordering table, and it was still the bloated woman who fell into sight, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Chen Shao, what's wrong with you?"

Ke Shaochen retracted his gaze and shook his head lonely: "Nothing? ”

It must be that he misses Gu Xinran too much to have this hallucination, Ke Shaochen smiled helplessly, picked up the coffee, and took a sip.

He had a certain foundation in French, and could hear that the voice just now spoke fluent French. And even if Gu Xinran is blessed to this extent, his height is also a hard injury, and it is impossible to grow ten centimeters taller in an instant.

It's an illusion, yes, it must be an illusion.

Ke Shaochen's phone rang, it was Uncle Zhang calling, unless there was something important, Uncle Zhang would usually call Mu Rao first. He pressed the answer button and put it to his ear, and immediately there was a cacophony in the earpiece.

"Congratulations to Chen Shao, you just got a noble son, Miss Li gave birth to a little young master." Uncle Zhang's excitement could be felt across the phone, it was one thing for him to dislike the new hostess of the villa, but Ke Shaochen's child was born, and he was still very happy.

"Yes." Ke Shaochen said casually, and at the same time, a familiar voice came again, but he didn't turn his head to look at it this time.

Ke Shaochen didn't turn his head, but this time Mu Rao really heard it. He quickly looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a thin woman flash past the bloated man, and then leave a back.

She wore a short down jacket, light blue jeans with stiletto heels, a thick scarf that covered most of her face, and her neat short orange hair was kept fashionable and fresh. Whether it is the figure or the flashing appearance, there are obvious characteristics of Asian women.

If it weren't for Ke Shaochen's presence, Mu Rao almost blurted out the word Mrs. But when I think about it, I feel that I recognized the wrong person, just based on a short sentence and a similar body type, I can't judge that it is Gu Xinran at all.

And Mu Rao didn't see the woman's face clearly at all, but the voice was very similar, and it was all because he missed it.

Uncle Zhang also excitedly introduced the appearance of the little master on the phone, and said that he wanted to take a photo for Ke Shaochen to see. Ke Shaochen suddenly felt very annoyed and interrupted Uncle Zhang's speech, asking him to pay more attention to the safety of the villa and let less idle people wait to enter and exit.

"Chen Shao, when will you come back, I am still waiting for you to name the little master."

"Got it, I'll be back in a few days."

Ke Shaochen hung up the phone, and then directly turned off the mobile phone.

"Mu Rao, if someone looks for me, only important things will be reported to me, and other idle things, if you can, you won't accept it, and don't tell me if you do." Ke Shaochen picked up the slightly cold coffee and took another sip, and couldn't wait for Mu Rao's response for a long time, only then did he see his abnormality.

I saw that Mu Rao was looking intently in a direction outside the glass window, obviously distracted, and didn't hear his words at all.

"Mu Rao?"

Mu Rao came back to his senses and looked at Ke Shaochen in a panic: "What's the matter, Chen Shao?" ”

"What are you thinking, you didn't even hear me?"

After glancing in that direction again, Mu Rao finally shook his head in disdain: "Chen Shao, I was just thinking about tomorrow's itinerary." ”

……

Gu Xinran carried two cups of coffee and put them in the square

In front of Yiyuan, he sat on the sofa with his butt, raised his foot, and threw the black high heels under his feet directly into the distance.

After only a few steps, her legs were about to break.

"I said can you pay attention to the image, the shoes just fly over, what if a guest comes in at this time?" Fang Yiyuan tapped the drawing board with his pen, very dissatisfied with Gu Xinran's increasingly presumptuous behavior.

"Mr. Fang, it was you who made me learn how to be a bad person." She pointed to the high heels that had been thrown out, and shrugged helplessly at him: "That's how the bad guy in my mind is." ”

"Then may I ask Mrs. Fang, have you learned French today? How can you still have time to paralyze on this couch? ”

"Shout at my wife again, believe it or not, I'll bang you on the head with high heels!" Gu Xinran took off another high heel and threw it at Fang Yiyuan, Fang Yiyuan caught it and put it on the table where he was drawing.

"As far as you are dressed in a rustic way, no one will believe you when you tell others that you are my wife." Fang Yiyuan picked up two cups of coffee, put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and then sat next to Gu Xinran, pulled her feet on his thighs, and helped him massage his calves: "Don't rush to wear high heels, your injury has just healed not long ago, in case you break your leg again, do you want me to serve you for a few more months?" ”

Gu Xinran was not happy when she heard this, and wanted to break free of his legs, but he was held back: "Boss, you really educate me as Mrs. Fang, we are in name only." ”

Of course, Fang Yiyuan knew that the two of them were only husband and wife in name, and he just wanted to tease him, Gu Zuzong: "We both have received our certificates, do you still want to repay the debt?" Who cried out to become a French citizen at the beginning, if I hadn't sacrificed my life for you, I would still be a happy single dog now. ”

"Who lied to me that I could only apply for citizenship if I married a Frenchman. Get a college diploma and apply easily for two years, I didn't know how to look it up on the Internet when I was amused, and I didn't know how to believe your evil. ”

Gu Xinran has always been worried about this matter, if she hadn't heard that her grandfather suddenly appeared and brought her 'corpse' back to be buried in the ancestral grave, it is likely that in the next step, Gu Xinran would have been cancelled in China as a deceased.

Rather than returning to China in the future and becoming a black household, it is better to become a French citizen and change his identity and stand in front of them openly.

The stalk of resurrection from the dead should be quite interesting.

"By the way, boss, how did you think about the thing I suggested to you?" Gu Xinran took a sip of Kang Bao Blue, the creamy and sweet feeling made her very uncomfortable, frowned and pushed the coffee cup in front of Fang Yiyuan, and snatched the latte in his hand and drank it.

"I asked someone to do the math, if we do what you say, we can indeed make a lot of money, but the only drawback is that my own sign is completely ruined." It doesn't matter if Fang Yiyuan is selfish, he has made a name for himself in the past few years, and after careful consideration, he found the most suitable route for himself.

Since becoming a world-renowned designer, Fang Yiyuan has always controlled the number of orders he receives, and the so-called hungry sales are probably the truth.

If there are more people who want to buy, they will be sought after, and Fang Yiyuan has the ability to have a high price, it should be expensive, and it should be difficult to find a picture.

Gu Xinran understood his concerns, and held his chin with his hand and thought for a moment: "Otherwise,

I'll open the company, and you will be the creative director to guide you, but you don't draw the design drawings yourself. ”

"Who drew the blueprint?"

Gu Xinran coughed deliberately and sat up straight: "I'm sorry." ”

"You?" Fang Yiyuan laughed: "Don't be funny! With your three-legged cat's kung fu, can you support a company? ”

"That's why I let Mr. Fang be the creative director, don't you need your design drawings, can't you help me come up with ideas and modifications?" Gu Xinran handed Kang Baolan's hands in front of Fang Yiyuan with a flattering look: "Lord Director, do you think you want to invest 100% or 99% of the shares with the money to start the company?" ”

"Damn, it's you who you're talking about, right?"

"We have both received the certificates, Mrs. Fang created a brand to open a company, Mr. Fang, you must not vigorously support it?"

"Shut up! Who said just now that Mrs. Fang would shoot her head with high heels? Fang Yiyuan took a sip of coffee, put the coffee cup in Gu Xinran's hand, and pointed arrogantly: "Give me back my latte." ”

"Yes, Mr. Fang, please use it."

The matter of creating a brand was finalized in Gu Xinran's nonsense, and then she became the shopkeeper and handed over all matters to Fang Yiyuan, and she still had to study hard.

French lessons, design lessons, and economic management courses to enroll in, are full of learning.

Gu Xinran has always been difficult to learn, but after that incident, he only regarded learning as his top priority every day. Before turning herself into a strong person, she must first improve herself, this is the truth that Fang Yiyuan taught her to be a human being. After all, her enemies are so strong, she is not 100% sure, how can she easily trample them under her feet.

"From today onwards, you speak only French when you talk to me at home." Fang Yiyuan saw Gu Xinran's determination, and was willing to help her.

"For the sake of our bright future, a night of celebration?" Although she has only studied French for half a year, with Gu Xinran's efforts and Fang Yiyuan's encouragement, she has reached the point of perfection.

"Where to celebrate?"

"Seine, let's go on a cruise."

On the Seine River cruise, Gu Xinran sat on it no less than a dozen times. Every time I sit, I am as excited as the first time I sit, and I will record the process with my mobile phone and share it with others on my personal youtube.

Gu Xinran's personality is indeed a lot more cheerful, and there is something she can't think of for someone who has died once. Her greatest joy now, in addition to revenge, is to live better than before. No, it's better than the people she hates, Fang Yiyuan has a business and a younger brother in City A, and what happened over there will reach Gu Xinran's ears in a moment.

"I'm going to meet a client in a moment and meet directly outside in the evening. If I don't mind, I'll bring a friend over, you've met, Anthony. Fang Yiyuan said and began to pack up his things: "Don't forget to draw a design drawing in the afternoon, I'll come back and check it." ”

"What client are you going to meet, and you have a new business?" Gu Xinran went barefoot to pick up the high heels on the ground, picked up the high heels he put on the table, and put them in the shoe cabinet at the door.

"It's not a new business, it's for Mrs. Fang's lofty ideals. With such a large amount of money to create a brand and start a company, I can't pull some sponsorship, do you want to suck your husband's blood dry? ”

"Get out, mention Mrs. Fang and her husband again, the high heels will blow your head."