On the way back, Mu Shuyao was very silent.

Of course, she also didn't have much energy on the way here, even if Ning Yuxuan, who was in the same car, didn't stop talking much all the way, she was mostly only a qualified audience, and occasionally nodded in response.

It's just that on the way back, she didn't even want to hum anymore, and not long after getting in the car, she excused herself by saying that she was smoked in the ancestral hall, her eyes were not very comfortable, and she needed to squint for a while.

She sat between Ning Hongjie and Ning Yuxuan, lowered the back of the chair, closed her eyes and seemed to rest, but in essence, she was just in no mood to take care of the Ning brothers and sisters, and she was silently calculating countermeasures and a way out.

returned to the Ning family's mansion, had lunch, and everyone went back to their rooms for a lunch break.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the guests came to the door one after another.

Old man Ning is such a respected person, and the guests who come to congratulate him on his birthday are naturally all celebrities and politicians, and Ning Hongjie, who is the current ruler of the Ning family, will stand in the corridor in front of the banquet hall of the Ning family to greet the guests.

Mu Shuyao, as the wife of the person in power, naturally had to stand beside Ning Hongjie and greet him together.

Among the guests who came, Mu Shuyao had heard most of the names and knew who the other party was, but it was the first time that Ning Hongjie had been so solemnly introduced to others.

Perhaps because of Ning Hongjie's solemnity, many guests were extremely respectful and polite to Mu Shuyao.

After standing for more than half an hour, Mu Shuyao, who was wearing high heels, couldn't stand his feet a little, and took advantage of the gap between the new guests who had just sent a few guests into the banquet hall before they arrived, and sat down on the long stone bench on the side of the corridor, slowly burdening his feet.

Ning Hongjie wore a beige suit today, but it was not the one given to him by Mu Shuyao, and he knew that a person of his status would definitely not wear old clothes on such a grand occasion.

At first, Mu Shuyao thought that he was wearing a suit designed for him by Lin Boji, but when he approached and sat down next to her, he glanced at the details of the collar of the suit and confirmed that the suit was produced by Yao.

And most of the most high-end men's suits are from her hands, and this set is no exception.

It's just that she can't remember that she once picked out such a suit for him.

Probably because her inquiring gaze stayed on him for too long, Ning Hongjie asked, "Why, don't you recognize this suit?" ”

Mu Shuyao finally raised her eyes to look at him, she frowned and tugged at his neckline.

"When did you buy this suit?"

Since Ning Hongjie accompanied Lin Boji to criticize her design, Mu Shuyao refused to arrange Ning Hongjie's clothes for various reasons, so Ning Hongjie's clothing style and clothing provenance for more than a month have returned to their previous appearance, basically from Lin Boji's hands.

She has always had a good memory, and since she doesn't remember that she picked out this suit for him, it means that he bought it himself.

Moreover, if she had chosen a costume for him, she would never have chosen the collection he was wearing now.

Without waiting for Ning Hongjie to return to her, her gaze returned to his, and her gaze obviously carried a sense of scrutiny.

"This costume isn't for you!"

Ning Hongjie was a little displeased, "Why is it not suitable?" You didn't design it? ”

Mu Shuyao snorted. "I designed it, but I also designed different series, and your body shape is more suitable for the series I usually pick for you."

The series she has always picked for Ning Hongjie was originally designed with Ning Hongjie as a model, and naturally every set fits Ning Hongjie very well.

Of course, a layman can't find fault with this set on him, after all, Ning Hongjie is a standard hanger, even if he puts a rag bag on his body, he can be stylish.

It's just that, in terms of Mu Shuyao's tricky vision of a professional, this suit is for Ning Hongjie, relying on Ning Hongjie to support the aura and temperament of the suit.

And the suits that Mu Shuyao usually chooses for him can make Ning Hongjie's own temperament and aura more prominent.

Ning Hongjie snorted, "If you don't pick it for me, my own vision will be like this." ”

Mu Shuyao smiled, raised her feet and fart# strands, kicked her feet, jumped to the edge of the flower bed outside the corridor, she ran to the rose bush on tiptoe with her bare feet, bent down and picked a yellow # color rose among the colorful roses, took it off, and trotted back to Ning Hongjie on tiptoe with the skirt of the dress, walked over the stone bench with the hem of the skirt, and stood still in front of Ning Hongjie.

He glanced at Ning Hongjie carefully, and then inserted the yellow #color rose# into the front pocket of his suit.

She crossed her arms and looked at him carefully for a few moments, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, that's perfect now!"

Originally, she didn't bother to care what he was wearing, but he was wearing a suit from afar, and she couldn't tolerate the slightest flaw in the costume she designed.

And this rose will make people's eyes focus and cover up that little flaw.

Ning Hongjie was not as happy as her, but frowned and stared at her unshoed feet, and then, reaching out to take her hand and tugging, he ordered in a deep voice.

"Sit and put your shoes on."

Mu Shuyao didn't pay much attention, obediently sat back on the stool, raised his foot and swept the dust on the soles of his feet with his hands, and then stuffed his feet back into his high heels.

To be honest, although she is a fashion designer, she has always believed that high heels are anti-human design, and they are beautiful when they are worn, but they are very uncomfortable.

Therefore, she usually wears flat shoes or mid-heeled shoes unless necessary, such as the pair of thin heels under her feet, which are only worn in extraordinary places.

Ning Hongjie frowned and never stretched, and when she saw her stuffing her feet back into her shoes indiscriminately, she couldn't help but raise her hand and ask the maid not far away to bring a bag of wet wipes over.

At this time, Mu Shuyao had already put on his shoes and rested on the pillar behind the stone bench.

She smiled and shook her head at the wipes the maid had offered.

"No need, shoot clean."

Ning Hongjie grimaced, took the wet wipes from the servant's hand, and in the blink of an eye, the tall man who was still sitting just now was already half-squatting in front of her, reached out and lifted her feet, took off her shoes in a stunned situation, rested her feet on his laps, lowered his eyebrows, and wiped her feet from the top of her feet to the soles of her feet with wet wipes.

Mu Shuyao's face was as red as a tomato, and he tried hard to pull his feet back, and shouted incoherently in a low voice, "Ning Hongjie...... Other...... Don't wipe it...... Not dirty ......"

Ning Hongjie raised his eyelids and glared at her, but the movements in his hands did not stop, after wiping her right foot clean, he drew a gourd in the same way, lifted her left foot, and repeated the action just now with his eyes down.

On the steps of the entrance of the corridor more than ten meters away, Chen Han, dressed in full costume, clenched his fist with his hands hanging down his side, his eyes fell on Ning Hongjie and Mu Shuyao with hatred and anger, he hated to turn into an evil dragon and flew over to tear Mu Shuyao to pieces.

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