Huang Xinying always knew that Ye Hanyu was rich and rivaled, and when he decided to do something seriously and focused, he was crazy.

And this madness was deeply felt when she returned to the creative room.

When she saw the outline and drawing, and even carefully used a red pen to annotate the table of contents, Huang Xinying was inevitably shocked.

Rolls-Royce, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Maybach, Bugatti, BMW, ...... Every type of sports car, there is a children's toy car!?

In addition to that, even the shoes have a specific style!

Domineering president style, handsome straight man type, steel hunk type, cute little fresh meat......

What the hell are these?

Huang Xinying's whole person was messy in the wind, her expression was dull, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

Originally, the night boss also wanted to become a shopaholic, buying all kinds of clothes, but when he thought that his daughter-in-law was a designer, he dispelled this idea.

However, he did not give up the idea of customizing clothes for his son, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and directly asked someone to contact Huang Xinying's company, and placed a super large order in one breath!

In this way, not only can you not fertilize the water from flowing into the fields of outsiders, but you can also take it for granted that your night wife will be trapped at home!

In this way, she has no extra thoughts, and runs out at every turn under the pretext of work.

The night boss hooked his lips, and suddenly felt that this idea was really good! Even he almost couldn't help but worship himself!

But just as he was secretly complacent, waiting for his daughter-in-law to praise him, Huang Xinying put down the catalog in his hand with a loveless face, turned his head, looked at him funny and said, "Mr. Ye, don't you think this is too exaggerated? ”

If you have money, you can't be so capricious!

Hearing this, Ye Hanyu thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "I don't think so." ”

“ok...... If you like it! Huang Xinying didn't know how to save his thoughts, which were completely corrupted by money.

After throwing this sentence to him perfunctorily and weakly, she turned to tidy up the clothes design drafts on the table, which he had messed up with, and at the same time, she didn't raise her head and said to him without any room for negotiation: "However, I will not accept the order you placed." ”

When Ye Hanyu heard this, he just wanted to ask why, but before he could say the words of questioning, Huang Xinying, who was sorting out the clothing design draft, flipped through it, but found that a manuscript was missing, she raised her head and asked him who was still alone with a sad face: "Hanyu, what about my manuscript of the pink rose series?" ”

"Isn't it in your hands?" Ye Hanyu temporarily endured the unhappiness in his body, frowned, and replied angrily.

"Nope!" Huang Xinying continued to rummage, but still didn't find it.

Ye Hanyu touched the bridge of his nose, and the resentment in his heart instantly reduced by half, and even gave birth to a sense of guilt that was very inconsistent with his domineering image, he guessed: "Maybe Aunt Tong accidentally cleaned up when she first came up to clean......"

Huang Xinying: "......" How much garbage did he create? Even the costume design draft she put on the table can be accidentally removed!

"Forget it, I'll go down and find it myself, and you can tidy up the things on the table." With that, Huang Xinying left him, turned around and walked out the door.

The night boss looked at her departing figure quickly, and inexplicably looked like he had done something wrong, but he was still obedient, and first put the 'masterpiece' he had painstakingly sorted out on the table and placed it neatly.

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Huang Xinying walked downstairs quickly, looking for the bags of garbage that Aunt Tong had cleaned up just now.