Bai Ling got into the car, adjusted the temperature of the car up twice, and went to the address on the map.

What Bai Ling didn't know was that Pei Ti had a habit, if he was sleeping in the car, he would wake up as soon as he stopped, so when Bai Ling stopped the car just now and looked at his face struggling, he had already woken up, but he felt that a sight stayed on his body and he wanted to see what Bai Ling was going to do.

Although the process was a little disappointing, Bai Ling's every move was full of tenderness in his bones.

His daughter-in-law was really good to him, and she was reluctant to wake him up when she saw him asleep.

Half an hour later, Bai Ling's car arrived at the door of Pei's house, she didn't drive the car in, but separated it from a distance, without attracting the attention of the Pei family, looking at the time on the watch, her heart was disappearing little by little.

But seeing that he slept so soundly, she couldn't bear to wake the other party up, so she took out the things she had just bought from the trunk and began to tidy up little by little.

She split the newly bought embroidery thread into quarters, eighths, and sixteenths, and put them away so that she could use them when she returned.

The first scene Pei Ti saw when he opened his eyes was Bai Ling with his head down, concentrating on the thread in his hand.

The hairpin on the woman's head was a little loose, the hair on the temples hung slightly on the sides, the sunlight hit Bai Ling's face, shrouding her whole person in a layer of haze, so beautiful that it was unreal, the soft hands were busy, and the emerald green bracelet was a playful slide on the slender wrist.

She is quite skillful in her movements, and her hand speed is also very fast, fast and accurate, without the slightest mistake.

"Get out of the car when you wake up." Bai Ling said without raising his head, and continued to do his own thing.

"How do you know I'm awake?" Pei Ti asked curiously, she hadn't moved at all since she woke up, and she didn't even look at herself before she knew it.

Bai Ling didn't answer, the sleeping person's breathing was even, but his breathing was clearly disordered just now, indicating that the person had woken up.

"Thank you for taking me home, would you like to come in and sit with me?" Pei Ti asked abductively, "My cat can backflip, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Bai Ling's hand moved, and he turned his head to look at the man next to him, with a bit of anger in his snowy eyes, and slapped on the steering wheel.

Pei Ti was honest immediately, opened the car door and yawned goodbye to her, "I'll go, thank you Ling'er for sending me back, I will pick you up on time tomorrow, wait for me at home." ”

Bai Ling lit up neatly, the body was like a rocket squad, and he went out after a rub, so fast that Pei Ti could only see a distant taillight when he looked up.

He snorted softly, the little girl was thin-skinned, and she was angry when she said it, and she didn't know which man could stand her except for herself.

After returning to Bai's house and parking the car, Bai Ling had just gone up the stairs, and suddenly remembered something, opened it, and the mailbox at the door took a look at what was not in it.

So the fashion dinner really didn't send yourself an invitation?

Bai Linghu entered the door suspiciously.

In the office of Tilting Huang, Bai Yunwei held an invitation letter in his hand, looked at the two big characters gilded on it, and pinched his nails stiffly.

The fashion dinner is really eventful, I said that I don't need an invitation, but I still have to send an invitation to Bai Ling, but fortunately I am cautious and careful, and I checked the mailbox when I went out, otherwise this letter would really fall into Bai Ling's hands.

The fashion dinner is the most popular dinner party that gathers the children of various famous families, and when the time comes, all the hot people on the scene will be the only one who is not there, to see if she will become the target of public criticism.

At that time, everyone would say that Bai Ling was just an uneducated village woman.

Thinking of this, Bai Yun slightly loosened the strength in his hand, looking happy.

She glanced at the invitation contemptuously and threw it in the trash.

The design given to Mrs. Pei last time was made after she saw Liang Tingxue's work, but she was compared to Bai Ling, she was unwilling, and she had to save face.

She took out the key and opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk, there was a safety in the drawer, she entered the password to open it, and finally a small brocade box, and took out the key from her safe, and finally opened the small brocade box.

The brocade box contains Liang Tingxue's work back then, which is a chrysanthemum picture.

In particular, one of the chrysanthemums is embroidered vividly, the stitches are fine, the color is soft and comfortable, and the small chrysanthemums next to it complement each other, and the king of chrysanthemums is quite domineering.

Although there is some reluctance, as the saying goes, reluctant children can't trap wolves.

If this painting can be exchanged for Mrs. Pei's liking, it will be worth the money.

"Boss, the new work of the design department has come out, when are you free, go and have a look?" As soon as the assistant Xiao Sun took the documents to find Bai Yunwei, he saw Bai Yunwei taking the car keys and leaving.

"Boss, are you going out?"

"Well, you put the blueprint on the table first, and I'll look at it when I get back." Bai Yun went out in a hurry.

Xiao Sun wanted to say anything more but didn't say anything, Bai Yunwei disappeared, tomorrow is the fashion dinner, the boss ran away at this time, what is this called?

When Bai Yunwei arrived at Pei's house, Mrs. Pei was watching TV on the sofa, and there were tea sets and various pastries on the table, what did she seem to be trying?

Hearing this housekeeper say that when Bai Yun put it up, Mrs. Pei put down the spoon in her hand, folded her upper legs together, leaned back, and didn't know what she thought of in her dark eyes.

"Let her in."

Fang Qingyan thought of Mrs. Shang's words in his mind, this Bai Yunwei didn't know what he was thinking, he had to be careful.

As she was thinking like this, Bai Yunwei had already said in front of her.

"I'm really sorry that Mrs. Pei took the liberty to come to the door to disturb, but I remembered a previous work, and I think only Mrs. Pei is worthy of this work, so I specially came to give it to Mrs. Pei."

Bai Yun didn't ink slightly, and after finishing speaking, he opened the brocade box in his hand, and then expanded the picture.

Mrs. Pei's originally scattered eyes were immediately attracted by this embroidery, and she couldn't even take her eyes off it, every stitch and thread was full of ancient flavors.

The color in the eyes is not soft, and it is grasped in the hand, and it is embroidered with fine silk.

What's more, this chrysanthemum is not an ordinary golden chrysanthemum, but a purple-red snowdrop red plum.

Snow beads and red plum are the rare chrysanthemums in the chrysanthemum, the petals are slender and numerous, messy or low-hanging, embroidered is the most difficult to handle, but this painting, actually handled just right, at a glance it took a lot of effort.

And this silk has been around for some years, and I'm afraid it is a finished product that has been embroidered for many years.

And the most eye-catching one is a large chrysanthemum with a dark red color, with a circle of gold spreading outward with the stamen as the center, only at the top of the petals, which is not thrilling.

When the fingers touch the needle and thread on the silk, the touch is not awkward at all, but so gentle.