According to Su Xingmu's understanding of Shen Fanyin, her special joy is the prelude to the opponent's bad luck.

At present, Shen Fanyin has only one opponent, and there is no doubt that the one who will be unlucky can only be that person.

Su Xingmu cleared his throat and asked as calmly as possible, "Yinyin, why did you ask about Song Wen?"

Shen Fanyin came back to her senses and replied with a chuckle: "Mr. Su, if I can, I want to make a dress for Song Wen, she can wear this dress to participate in the film festival in the imperial city, but she still has to suffer to shoot a cover of "Muse".

Su Xingmu didn't expect it to be such a good thing.

She immediately responded: "Okay, I'll arrange it, do you measure Song Wen's size yourself, or will I ask her agent to give you the size?"

"If she's not fat, I'm her size." Shen Fanyin replied, "But Song Wen's brand ......."

Su Xingmu responded: "I'll deal with it."

"Okay." Shen Fanyin calculated the time for a while and added, "But I'm afraid I won't have time to make dresses by myself for other artists, you ask someone to give me a list of artists, and I'll make styling suggestions."

"Yes." Su Xingmu gave Shen Fanyin an extremely high degree of freedom, not only did he not ask much, but even took the initiative to say, "Yinyin, I will give you three million for this dress of Song Wen, as long as she can become popular at the Imperial City Film Festival, you can ask for anything."

Shen Fanyin smacked his tongue.

Look, isn't the money for the crystals coming back?

She pursed her lips and chuckled, and said to her, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, I will definitely give you a new Song Wen."

"Yes, I believe in you." Su Xingmu said, "If there is anything I need to do, call me at any time."

Shen Fanyin: "Hmm...... Why don't you pay the deposit first? I look more motivated."

Su Xingmu: "......"

Su Xingmu has seen the world, and in her memory, the designer always has a cold face, and tells you with an orchid finger: Don't mention money to me, vulgar.

As a result, Shen Fan was the opposite, and she definitely didn't say anything else when she could withdraw money.

Su Xingmu very happily directly transferred three million to Shen Fanyin, and directly pushed the momentum to the peak.

Shen Fanyin looked at the balance on the bank card, picked up the safe and rushed out of the company.

The high-spirited one who said that she was going to fight in the universe was believed.

At noon, Jing Zeheng dialed Shen Fanyin's phone as soon as he finished the meeting.

The phone was picked up quickly, but the weird "buzzing" sound over there made Jing Zeheng a little puzzled. qδ

"Sanskrit, what are you doing?"

"I'm at home in Shengjing, I'm working."

Jing Zeheng frowned, just thinking that she was using a machine that he didn't understand.

He looked at the time and said, "It's time for lunch, what do you want to eat?"

"Just order a takeout," Shen Fanyin replied casually, "I have an urgent order, and I haven't had time to go out to eat recently."

Jing Zeheng listened to her voice, chuckled lightly and said, "Takeout is not healthy, I'll go back and cook for you."

"Hmm...... That's fine."

Listening to her absent-minded voice, Jing Zeheng shook his head helplessly.

Apparently, his girlfriend just wants to work now.

When Jing Zeheng returned to Shengjing with a bag of vegetables, fruits and meat, Shen Fanyin opened the door for him with an unknown powder.

Jing Zeheng: "You...... Mining went?"

Shen Fanyin: "No, I'm going to dig a pit."

Jing Zeheng smiled dumbly, he rubbed her head and said, "Wait a while, I'll cook for you."

"Hmm."

Shen Fanyin answered, but didn't leave, but happily took out a bank card and gave it to him: "Now, house money."

Jing Zeheng was stunned, and his movements of taking off his shoes froze.

He frowned at her and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

Shen Fanyin didn't see the coldness in his eyes, and replied with a smile: "Recently, the efficiency of the store has been very good, and I took Mr. Su's again

I just looked at the balance, and it just happened to be enough."

"Sanskrit, you ......"

Jing Zeheng wanted to say that there was no need to give it to him.

Before he could say anything, he heard Shen Fanyin say, "Even if I am your girlfriend, I must give you this money."

She smiled lightly, tilted her head slightly to look at him, and continued in a slow voice, "Jing Zeheng, I know that you are not short of money, but I can't accept such an expensive gift, it will make me very uneasy. And the house itself was sold to me by you at the original price, and I can't even buy half of this house at the market price."

"I'm not married to you, and if I accept this kind of gift directly, I won't be able to raise my head."

She looked at him with her head tilted slightly, her eyes bright and determined.

Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment and pulled the bank card away from her fingertips.

He said, "Okay, I'll take it."

She has always been strong, and if he insists on not accepting it, it will inevitably make her sleepless.

Anyway...... Sooner or later, he will return to her pocket, and he will be a temporary custodian.

Seeing that Jing Zeheng accepted the card, Shen Fanyin smiled with great satisfaction.

She waved at him, "Cook, I'm hungry."

The tsundere's little appearance is particularly cute.

Jing Zeheng responded with a low smile, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her lips, took off his blazer and went straight to the kitchen.

Jing Zeheng didn't know what the little cub was doing until he finished cooking.

Looking at the sharp carving knife in her hand, Jing Zeheng's eyebrows jumped.

"Shen Fanyin, I remember you promised me not to touch these things again."

Shen Fanyin blew away the crystal powder, and without paying attention, the fine powder floated into her eyes.

The pain suddenly spread, she closed her eyes, kept her hands in place, and called out to him for help: "Brother, I'm blind, save me!"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

He said he should touch this thing less.

Jing Zeheng actually wanted to take this opportunity to teach the little cub a lesson, but his footsteps walked towards her uncontrollably.

He first took the carving knife from her hand and set it aside, then fixed her head, opened her eyelids, and blew lightly.

Shen Fanyin instinctively dodged back, and tears fell with it.

She sniffed and softened her throat and said, "Well, it's good to have you, it hurts."

Jing Zeheng curled his fingers and knocked on the door of her head, and his voice was slightly cold: "You can't remember all the things you promised me, right?"

Shen Fanyin wiped away her tears and looked at him with red eyes: "No, what I promised you is not to touch the fire paint in the future, you see, I didn't touch it."

Jing Zeheng clenched his back molars, and then he knew that he had been deceived by her.

She ruthlessly deceived him with her professionalism.

Shen Fanyin took out two wet tissues, wiped his fingers clean, and tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Brother, I'm so hungry, can I eat?"

She obediently tilted her head and spoke softly in an extremely delicate voice, recklessly igniting a fire on the tip of his heart.

Jing Zeheng's preachy words were all scolded back by her with a sentence of "I'm so hungry".

He silently picked her up and dragged her to wash her hands.

Shen Fanyin obediently followed behind him, like a small tail.

Jing Zeheng was a little uncomfortable by her, cleared his throat, lowered his voice and said, "Do you think I'll let you go?"

Shen Fanyin looked at him intently, and nodded as it should be: "Yes."

Jing Zeheng: "......"