"It's normal that you don't know, after all, your identity is there." Song Shu chuckled and said these powerful words, her hands folded, the ring between her fingers flashed with a fine light, and she caressed the ring with great affection.

The design of the dress was born on May 16, which was Fu Yan's birthday.

She drew the design, and the dress was finished, which she embroidered with a needle and thread, and kept it in her private display case.

Outsiders don't know about this at all, they only know that Enrico has a design draft, but they don't know these secrets, and now Miss Sun actually says that the dress on her body, called 'love', was designed by her.

It's ridiculous!

If Song Yufei had observed carefully enough, he would definitely have been able to find the letters at the heart of the dress.

Miss Sun, who was sure that Song Shu was not talented, was shocked to see that Song Shu really explained the origin of this dress clearly, and asked, "How do you know so clearly?" ”

She felt incredulous, and a thought suddenly surged into her heart.

Could it be that Song Shu is ......

No!

It wasn't what she thought it would be.

Lu Shenfeng hooked his lips and smiled, his smile was slightly sarcastic: "Song Yufei, the genius designer in your mouth, can't even tell the difference between the real and the fake, and it's no wonder that he was questioned and plagiarized by Ye Ling." ”

"You still say you're a fan of Enrico, is there a fan like you?"

Lu Shenfeng's two sentences can be said to have completely slapped Song Yufei's face.

Song Yufei was shocked and annoyed, her face was blue and white for a while, and she felt that the eyes of those aristocratic ladies looking at her were like looking at a clown jumping off a beam.

These are nothing, but what shocked her was that Song Shu was able to tell all the details of the dress, how could she know so clearly?

Song Yufei asked in a low voice, "Sister, what is the relationship between you and Enrico?" ”

"What's the relationship?" Song Shu glanced at Song Yufei, gently shook the goblet, pursed her lips and took a sip of red wine elegantly, this taste seemed to make her not very satisfied, she frowned slightly, and then stretched it out again.

The girl raised her eyebrows a little playfully and looked at Song Yufei twice, and said with a smile: "What do you think, what can we do?" ”

Before Song Yufei could speak, Lu Shenfeng spit out a puff of white smoke, a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said sarcastically: "Under the same roof, my sister is talented, and she has already reached the pinnacle of the design industry, high and famous. ”

"And my sister, it's ridiculous to steal my sister's design and become famous overnight."

The meaning of this statement is very deep.

The aristocratic ladies present knew Song Shu and knew that Song Shu understood design, but no one knew that Song Shu was Enrico, because there was no Song Shu's name in the world, but when they heard Lu Shenfeng's words, they seemed to understand everything in an instant.

"Sister Song Shu, you ...... You can't be Enrico, right? ”

"It must be, otherwise how do you know so many details, these details are not picked up on the Internet."

"I'll just say Sister Song Shu, how can you know so much, it turns out that you are Enrico......"

Hearing these words, Song Shu did chuckle a little, glanced at those noble ladies, and did not speak, but his eyes represented everything.

Then she looked at Song Yufei, her voice was as good as ever, but Song Yufei's heart almost jumped out: "After so many years, haven't you always claimed that Enrico is your idol, why, you don't even know who the idol is, and you dare to make a big deal here?" ”

Song Yufei heard this sentence from Song Shu's mouth, and the English name suddenly popped out of her mind, her face turned pale for a moment, and she asked with a slight trembling: "You, who are you?" ”

It can't be that person!

No......

Song Yufei prayed desperately in his heart, not the name Enrico.

But no matter how Song Yufei denied it or couldn't believe it, what answered her was the name that was feared in the design world: "I'm sorry, I'm the 'idol' Enrico in your mouth." ”