As Song Huai expected, she clearly saw a trace of contempt flash on her sister's delicate face.

And at this moment, Song Huaizhao's gaze projected on Song Huaishu was like a poisoned arrow, which was terrifying.

This kind of gaze, since Song Huaishu came to Jiangcheng, I don't know how many times I have seen it, Song Huaishu indifferently pulled his lips, then ignored it, and still showed that atmospheric, soft appearance.

The atmosphere on the field seemed to freeze in an instant, and no one spoke again, and Father Song, who had just brushed his sleeves away, happened to find it at this time, and said drunkenly.

"Why are you still standing there and not going in? If you don't come in, there will be no more of your dishes and chopsticks in this house! ”

Father Song raised his eyes and saw the man standing next to Song Huaishu, he gently wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said cautiously and with a little flattery: "It turns out that Ah Yi is here, come, come in, come in and sit." ”

"Father, I have something to say to you." Song Huaishu interrupted Song's father.

Father Song cast a reproachful glance at Song Huaishu, and Song Huaishu looked at Father Song expressionlessly and chuckled.

"Mrs. Cheng, if you have anything to say, please finish it as soon as possible, the boss has other trips, and it can't be delayed for too long." Mingqi glanced at his watch and reminded him.

Song Huaishu nodded politely at Ming Qi and motioned for Father Song to walk to the other side with him.

"Father, I have married Cheng Yi as agreed, should the funds for the memory be received?"

As a condition for marriage, Song's father promised to give Chuanyi a sum of 10 million funds, and today Song Huaishu came to get this money.

According to Song Huaishu's mother's will, after Song Huaishu became an adult, the memory belonged to her, but Song Huaishu, who was not yet famous and could not receive orders, could not support the continued operation of this huge studio.

A few years ago, Song Huaishu's grandmother was able to help her, but since Song Huaishu's grandmother suffered from Parkinson's, Chuanyi has long been crumbling, and if there is no more capital injection, then Chuanyi will immediately announce its closure.

This business marriage is the only way that Song Huaishu came up with to keep his mother's hard work.

"The Cheng family hasn't given me the promised commercial street project yet, so let's wait a few days to talk about the funding."

Seeing that Father Song didn't intend to abide by the agreement, Song Huaishu looked at Cheng Yi not far away, and a chuckle suddenly overflowed from his lips.

"Father, I hope you can understand that if you get married, you can still divorce." Song Huaishu paused, "You don't want to lose the Cheng family's good in-laws, do you......?"

Song Huaishu's words were not finished, how could Song's father, who had been immersed in the mall for most of his life, not understand that if Song Huaishu announced his divorce one step ahead of Cheng Yi, how much loss would it bring to his Song family, and the Cheng family would definitely not let go of his Song family.

"Okay, I'll pay for it tomorrow." Although Song's father's tone was very impatient, Song Huaishu was very satisfied with this result.

"Please remember that the money you promised me is 10 million, but don't be negligent and make the wrong amount."

After finishing speaking, Song Huaishu didn't bother to talk nonsense with Song's father, turned around and walked in the direction where Cheng Yi was.

The second time he sat in this luxurious Bentley, Song Huaishu's mood was not as depressed as the first time, Cheng Yi seemed to be really busy, and he began to deal with various documents as soon as he got in the car.

"Thank you Mr. Cheng for today's incident."

The man's fingers on the keyboard paused slightly, and after a while, he heard him say coldly: "The person you should thank is Mingqi." ”

Ming Qi in the front seat suddenly lifted his glasses, and suddenly said seriously: "Madame don't have to thank me, it was the boss who happened to see Mrs. standing on the side of the road when he was dealing with documents in the car, so he asked about your itinerary, so I pushed the boat down the river and told the boss's wife that you were going back to Song's house for dinner tonight." ”

Song Huaishu's beautiful willow eyes were curved, as if they were full of stars, and she said softly: "Then thank Secretary Mingqi for conveying it." ”

"You're talkative." Cheng Yi suddenly spoke up, but he didn't know if this sentence was said to Song Huaishu or to Ming Qi.

Song Huaishu lowered his eyes, Ming Qi also closed his mouth very interestingly, and there was silence in the carriage for a while, as if he felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and the not far drive was shortened to the extreme.

The car stopped at Yiyuan, and Cheng Yi didn't stay longer, in the huge house, except for the servants in Yiyuan, only Song Huaishu was alone.

The aunts in Yiyuan seemed to know that Song Huaishu had not eaten at the Song family, and the tempting meals had already been set up on the huge dining table.

Today's cuisine is relatively light southern cuisine, there are no chili peppers, and Song Huaishu eats more than yesterday.

Song Huaishu finished eating alone, it was still early, Song Huaishu took out a sketch casually, sat down on the soft sofa in the living room, and suddenly, the phone rang.

"Hello, is this Miss Song Huaishu?"

It was a somewhat hoarse female voice, and out of politeness, Song Huaishu replied: "Hello, I'm Song Huaishu, may I ask, what are you looking for me?" ”

got an affirmative answer, and the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly seemed a little excited: "Hello, Miss Song, that's the case, I want to find you to customize a dragon and phoenix cheongsam, I don't know, can you do it?" ”

Song Huaishu naturally couldn't ask for the customization that came to the door, and even replied: "Of course you can, but the craftsmanship of the dragon and phoenix cheongsam is cumbersome, the production cycle will be relatively long, and the cost will be very expensive, I don't know if you ......."

The woman on the other end of the phone said nonchalantly: "Miss Song, I don't have any other requirements, it doesn't matter how much it costs, it's just that this dragon and phoenix cheongsam has to be completed within two months, how about it?" Can it be done? ”

Two months, for Song Huaishu, a mature cheongsam designer, is basically an impossible task, but the opportunity for private customization is not easy to come by, and it happens to be an opportunity for her Song Huaishu to start the memory signboard, and Song Huaishu does not want to give up.

After pondering for a moment, Song Huaishu replied: "The two-month construction period is really too rushed, you can tell me your general requirements for this dragon and phoenix cheongsam first, and I will consider whether I can take your order depending on the situation." ”

"No problem, first of all, this dragon and phoenix cheongsam must have a three-tailed phoenix, as for the other collocations, you can decide for yourself, but, for some reasons, I can't go to let you measure, only the body size of a year ago......" Probably the last requirement is not very reasonable, and the voice on the other end of the phone seems to be a little lacking.

Rao is a good-natured lady like Song Huaishu frowned when she heard the last request on the other end of the phone: "Miss, if you are bored and deliberately come to call me to entertain me, I can tell you very clearly that your purpose has been achieved, goodbye!" ”

When the words fell, Song Huaishu was about to hang up the phone, but an anxious voice came from there: "Miss Song, don't worry, I can give you 300,000 manual fees, and as for the cost of making materials, I will pay for it!"

Seeing that Song Huaishu didn't answer, the woman said again: "I am Jiang Yin of the Shen family in Yuncheng, if you can complete it, I can call the shots and hand over the cheongsam production of my Shen family for the next ten years to you!" ”

The Shen family in Yuncheng is a politician and celebrity, Jiang Yin is a cheongsam fashion standard in the circle of politicians' wives, if she Song Huaishu can successfully sign a ten-year contract with the Shen family in Yuncheng, for the memory of the resurrection, the Shen family in Yuncheng, this is the best signboard!

The conditions were too tempting, Song Huaishu only hesitated for a moment and replied urgently: "I agreed to your conditions, but I need the guest's current full-body photo, the more detailed the shot, the better." ”

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yin's voice paused for a moment before answering: "Okay, I will send you the photo as soon as possible." ”

At the end of the call, the two added contact information to each other, received a deposit for a custom cheongsam, looked at the photos of the guests, and then remembered the customized three-tailed phoenix requested by Jiang Yin, Song Huaishu then understood why she asked for her to make this dragon and phoenix robe.

The three-tailed phoenix is the unique craft of Song Huaishu's grandmother, Song Huaishu has lived with his grandmother since he was a child, so he was able to learn, but he didn't expect that the resurrection of the memory was because of her grandmother, who was able to receive this expensive order.

Thinking that it was getting late now and her grandmother had already slept, Song Huaishu dispelled her thoughts of making a phone call to her grandmother, and took out the drawings to prepare to draw a sketch of the three-tailed phoenix first.

When Cheng Yi came back, he saw Song Huaishu sitting on the sofa in the living room, his body leaning on the coffee table, his right hand hanging down naturally, and his waist wrapped in a cheongsam was not grasped.

"The willow is weak, and the fifteenth daughter has a waist."

Looking at Song Huaishu, who was sleeping soundly, Cheng Yi suddenly came out with this sentence, about the night was too heavy, tiredness welled up in his heart, Cheng Yi walked to Song Huaishu uncontrollably.

Cheng Yi approached, Song Huaishu felt the flow of the wind, as if disturbed, and opened her pair of watery eyes in a daze.

"Mr. Cheng? When did you get back? ”

"What's wrong with your hand?" Cheng Yi's gaze stayed on Song Huaishu's right wrist, and Song Huaishu realized that his right wrist was swollen.

"It's okay, it's just an old injury, Mr. Lao Cheng bothered." Song Huaishu's words seemed very polite, but they were a little alienated.

The man's footsteps suddenly stopped, glanced at the drawings on the table, and said indifferently: "Since your hands are uncomfortable, you can do less." ”

It was such a cold voice again, Song Huaishu didn't understand where he provoked this master.

Obviously, Fang Fang was still caring about her, but now he has become that high-minded, extremely cold, and rejecting tone from thousands of miles away.

"I see, Mr. Cheng."

"What a difficult lord to serve!" Song Huaishu complained in his heart.

Song Huaishu lowered his head and no longer looked at Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi did not stay here for long, and Song Huaishu was still the only one left in the huge living room......