Mu Hanchuan stood upright, raised his chin slightly and looked at the mirror, after the white shirt was originally cut out of the black hole, a faint dragon pattern had been woven with white silk threads, and there was not much difference at first glance.

If you look closely, it is a simple line of swimming dragon, and the craftsmanship is very exquisite, just like this place should have embroidered a dragon...... He turned his head slightly to the watery eyes, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Come to my office tomorrow and bring your work with you." Ye Mianmian blinked, and she was suddenly a little overwhelmed by his sudden request.

"Mr. Mu...... Sorry, I don't think we need to work together! "Ye Mianmian is not the kind of person who can do anything for money, and there is no lower limit.

On the contrary, after being deceived by Song Muzhi and Ye Shanshan, she cared more about her character. Mu Hanchuan took advantage of her when they met several times, and besides, he was still a very good scumbag, and she suddenly didn't want to design clothes for him.

"Why?" Mu Hanchuan was very surprised.

"Because...... Clothes are all alive, and they can only reflect their true value when they are worn on people of high character......" Mu Hanchuan sneered,

"So what do you mean, I don't deserve to wear the clothes you designed?" Ye Mianmian calmly and calmly,

"Mr. Mu, I'm sorry." Mu Hanchuan's handsome face suddenly turned extremely cold, he never thought that he would be rejected by this woman, and he disliked his character was not elegant enough?

How many beautiful women in Shencheng cried and shouted to give him a hug, she didn't know how to cherish it.

"Miss Ye, I think you'll regret it! And, I'm sure you'll come back to me soon. His eyes flashed a hint of sharpness, and after a long time, a calm and calm smile appeared on his handsome face again.

Sunny. Sixty-year-old Ning Ran sat under the wisteria flowers in her small courtyard, with a childish face, lying leisurely on the chaise longue, sleepy.

Suddenly, there was a sound of da-da-da-da, and the granddaughter ran up, leaned on her lap and asked, "Grandma, I'm back, I want to listen to your story." Ning Ran slowly opened her eyes, instinctively leaned over to pick up her granddaughter, and looked at the couple who came in at the door.

"Why did you get back?" She was a little puzzled, today is not the weekend, and it is not the New Year's holiday, her daughter and son-in-law are very busy, how can she have time to bring her good grandson back to see her?

Ning Yu said helplessly: "Mom, today is your birthday." Son-in-law Hu Wenyuan also followed: "Mom, where do you want to go to play on your birthday this year?" There are many things to do in the Imperial City. Or, do you have any wishes? Ning Ran hugged her grandson and really thought about it seriously.

"I want my mom to come back to life."

"Poof." The tea that Hu Wenyuan had just picked up almost spilled after hearing this. His mother-in-law didn't tease him?

This wish is a bit big. Ning Yu: "......" Ning Ran patted her granddaughter's belly, looked at the wisteria flowers above her head, her eyes were sad, and she recalled: "My mother was pushed to the ground by my father at my age, broke her waist bone, couldn't get out of bed, and finally starved to death in bed. She gritted her teeth and said the next few words, her expression darkened.

Hu Wen wiped his wet pants from afar, and under the angry glaring of his wife, he hurriedly played a round: "Mom......" Ning Ran sighed: "I'll take my good grandson in and lie down for a while." She got up tremblingly and pulled her granddaughter into the back room.

"Happy birthday, Grandma." Hu Sisi, who was lying on the bed, said ignorantly, and then immediately said, "Grandma, tell me the story of my grandmother this time." Ning Ran pulled her active granddaughter back to her side, her eyes moved slightly, with deep longing: "Your grandmother is a strong woman......"