The squeamish Jiang Yifan grabbed Mu Qingluo's hand, his eyes were slightly red, and he snorted pitifully, like a red-eyed rabbit.

His voice was a little aggrieved, and then he hugged Mu Qingluo again, and his slightly pointed chin rubbed against her soft hair, and the whole person was reluctant.

"Fanfan, I'll come to you tomorrow, okay?"

"But Fan Fan doesn't want to fall and leave......"

A five-year-old child, if he likes someone, is reluctant to let her leave.

"Is it okay to be obedient? I'm definitely coming to you tomorrow. ”

Mu Qingluo patted Jiang Yifan's broad and warm back, trying to soothe his emotions.

Mu Mu couldn't help but step forward to comfort Jiang Yifan.

"Yes, Fanfan, Auntie will come to see you with Qingluo tomorrow!"

Jiang Yifan knew that Luoluo was definitely leaving, so he had to pretend to be strong and nodded obediently.

"That'...... Luoluo must come to find Fanfan, okay? ”

"It's going to come."

After Mu's father and mother left with Mu Qingluo, Jiang Yifan locked himself in Mu Qingluo's room alone, he cried in the room for a long time, his eyes and nose were red, and the whole person was sobbing and crying.

I don't know how long he cried, but his voice gradually became quieter, and it turned out that he fell asleep crying.

……

Early the next morning, Mu Qingluo received a call from Secretary Xia, saying that the clothes on the design sketch had been formulated, and asked Mu Qingluo to see if there was anything wrong.

Mu Qingluo rushed over and explained to Mu Mu, after all, he said that he would go to see Jiang Yifan, and he might have to break his promise today.

……

"Director, that's it."

Mu Qingluo saw the wedding dress that Jiang Yifan changed at a glance, and I have to say that it is really beautiful.

The wedding dress was made in two layers, the outer layer was hollow lace, and the waist was inlaid with thin gold threads, and when the light shone slightly, it would become sparkling and brilliant.

Mu Qingluo suddenly remembered Jiang Yifan's sentence, "I just want to let Luoluo wear through."

Mu Qingluo's eyes flashed slightly, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile.

"That wedding dress, we don't show it."

Secretary Xia was surprised, "Why?" I think if it's shown, we're going to win. ”

"Do you know who designed that?"

Mu Qingluo raised his eyes and looked at him.

Secretary Xia frowned, and then was slightly startled, "Could it be ...... Is it Young Master Jiang? ”

Mu Qingluo nodded lightly, "Well, so I don't show it." ”

Secretary Xia guessed his director's idea, anyway, those designs have a chance to win, and it's okay to have less such a piece.

It's just a bit of a pity.

……

Then in the next few days, Mu Qingluo was very busy, and she also wanted to find time to see Jiang Yifan, but she couldn't find free time at all, so she was busy with the fashion show.

Early in the morning, Mu Qingluo rushed to the company, and the fashion show started at one o'clock in the afternoon, so she had to prepare early in the morning.

As soon as Mu Qingluo entered the office, Secretary Xia came in, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

"Director, this is the process of the fashion show, you can take a look."

As he spoke, he put the document on Mu Qingluo's desk.

Mu Qingluo paused, picked up the document and flipped through it, "You go out first, I'll call you if there's something, by the way, remember to check your clothes, you must make sure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"Okay."

Secretary Xia's jaw is bowed.

The process of the fashion show is to display the clothes first, and after a round of screening, the selected clothes are worn on the models to see how the upper body looks.