108 Let it go
He was just testing to see if her attitude had loosened.
Fortunately, Shi is soft-hearted.
Shang Yingci felt an indescribable astringency between his lips and teeth, he picked up the corners of his lips and sneered, "Shen Dang, why don't you let go of Shi Yi?" Is it because you love her, or because of your own obsession? β
He got up slowly, and the people of Qingfeng Yushu looked too good in every move.
"How long have you really known each other? At best, it's less than a year, Shen Dang, don't you think it's ridiculous if you talk about love? Shang Yingci shook his head, his elegant eyebrows and eyes sarcastic: "We have known each other since childhood, and you Shen Dang are not the ones who will fall in love at first sight!" β
Shen Dang watched the emotional ups and downs on Shang Yingci's face, like a bystander.
His posture was casual, his eyebrows and eyes were languid, delicate to the point of being like the face of a person in a painting, he closed his eyes and opened them again, "When did I tell you that it was love at first sight?" I like to give advice, it is never love at first sight, the person who falls in love at first sight is yourself. β
Once young, they were also friends who talked about everything.
The friendship between the Shen family and the merchant was also deep, and Shang Junming treated Shen Dang more eagerly than his own son.
Who would have thought that the person who would harm the Shen family with nothing would be Shang Junming.
Shang Ying thought that to some extent, he and Shen Dang were really the people who knew each other best in this world.
It's just a pity that they are enemies.
"It's enough for you to say these things to yourself, don't try to convince me." Shang Yingci said coldly, "You must not leave now, right?" β
"Why go? I'm in Qingcheng to see what it's like for the strong dragon to be unable to suppress the head snake. Shen Dang smiled arrogantly, he raised his eyebrows, and his voice was slow: "Isn't this what your merchants are best at?" β
Shang Yingqi clenched his hands subconsciously, his fingertips moved slightly, and there was a sound of bone misalignment, gurgling.
He slowly let go of his hand, his face was as usual, "You can wait and see." β
Shen Dang watched Shang Yingci's back disappear from sight, his eyes were very dark, with a cold that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
My father jumped from a tall building, leaving blood all over the floor.
At that time, he was only eight or nine years old, and he should have been an ignorant childhood, but he stood outside the crowd, looking at the scene separated by a police cordon.
There was no father left in the scene, only a blurry pool of flesh and blood.
There were people crying and people saying things like 'pathetic'.
He didn't shed a single tear, but turned around and vomited uncontrollably.
Not long after, my mother passed away.
It turns out that loss is this feeling.
When Shen Dang stepped into the door of the Shi family alone, and received the money with Shi Quanmo and Lan Qing's different looks, he was taught.
It was also from that moment that he told himself that from now on, if he wanted the person he wanted, he couldn't lose it.
"Shiyi," he murmured, more like to himself, "I can't go back." β
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Shi Yi designed a tulip-inspired dress, with national style elements, magenta satin, and the skirt was stretched out layer by layer, setting off the waist more slender.
Lu Jin took the pen and nodded at the position of his waist, "Do you want to add anything here?" β
Shi Yi glanced at it, "What do you think is appropriate?" β
"I just feel a little empty, and I haven't figured out what to add."
"Let's make the first version of the dress first, and when we can see the finished product, we can know where to start the changes." Shi Yi smiled and said, "When is your school exam?" Do you want to take a few days off? β
"The homework at school is simple, where do I need to ask for leave?" Lu Jin raised his eyebrows vigorously, and there was a proud look hidden in his words: "Teacher Shi, it's really not that I'm boasting, I really think I'm at our professional level, and it's not an exaggeration to say that I am one of the best in the whole grade." β
Shi Yi smiled and nodded, "What about your girlfriend?" β
Lu Jin touched her nose, "She graduated." β
"Oh, it's my sister?"
"I'm four years older." Lu Jin frowned, looking very disgusted, but the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't be suppressed at all, "She doesn't look like she's four years older than me, naΓ―ve." β
Shi Yi looked at Lu Jin funny.
It's obviously fun in it, but I don't know what I'm talking about.
"By the way, Mr. Shi, when this skirt is announced in Charm Magazine, will our studio be considered well-known?"
Shi Yi gestured a small distance with his hand, "That's all." β
"Alas...," Lu Jin sighed, "When will we become international first-line brands?" β
Shi Yi put down the pen, picked up the design draft on the table and looked at it.
She narrowed her eyes, with a little certainty, and even her eyes became determined, "Seven years, within seven years, I will definitely make the 'only' famous." β
Lu Jin admired Shi Yi's confident appearance, he nodded approvingly, and teased Shi Yi: "Then I will mess with you in the future." β
"Don't work part-time anymore?"
"What kind of part-time job, I want to be full-time." The relaxed and playful look on Lu Jin's face was much more restrained, he looked at Shi Yi, and his expression gradually became very serious: "Shi Yi, I believe that you can become a good designer, and 'unique' will also become a unique brand." β
This year, the score line of Qingcheng University has approached Qingbei, and Lu Jin is an honor student who gets scholarships every year, and his future is immeasurable.
Shi Yi was flattered by his belief.
She doesn't admit defeat and wants to do something to prove herself, but there is no conflict between this and her desire to be affirmed.
Especially at this moment, this recognition seems so precious.
Maybe it's because everyone has dreams, so they don't seem tired at all when they work.
For several days in a row, Shi Yi and Lu Jin stayed up late in the studio.
Shen Dang never said anything or asked anything.
He would just arrive at the door of the studio on time, park the car outside the door, open the window, and watch Shi Yi tidy up the finishing figure.
Shi Yi couldn't help it one day, and said to him: "Shen Dang, don't worry, I'm not tired." β
She said it seriously, as if she was comforting.
A shallow smile spread between Shen Dang's eyebrows, and the pear vortex at the corner of his lips loomed.
He turned his face sideways, looked at Shi Yi, and said in a very casual tone: "Just let it go, you don't have to explain so much to me." β
Shi Yi subconsciously blurted out: "I'm afraid you're worried about me." β
"Shi Yi," Shen Dang's eyes deepened, and he said, "I'm just happy for you, I know you're doing what you think is right." β
So feeling distressed is my own business, there is no need to tell you, let you add pressure, I always hope that you can be yourself by my side.