After dinner, Xia Wanwan explained a few words to the children and then returned to her room to start working on the design draft.

Ling Menghan was deliberately embarrassing her, asking her to come up with a design draft plan within one day, it seems that she has to fight until dawn tonight.

However, she doesn't have a studio in Rong Zhai, so it's still inconvenient to work.

She had to pick a day when Rong Xicheng seemed to be in a good mood, and she would mention to Rong Xicheng that she would turn a certain room into her studio.

Xia Wanwan is working, so the job of telling bedtime stories is naturally in the hands of Rong Xicheng.

Rong Xicheng has made various speeches and speeches since he was a child, but this is the first time he has told a story.

"Dad, that's not how the story goes, and you don't look like a prince at all, but like the prince's father, the old king!" said Xiaoxing's pretty little face with wrinkled facial features, pouting and looking serious.

Xia Wanwan didn't worry that Rong Xicheng would take care of the children alone, so she still went to the children's room to take a look, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw that Xiaoxing was "educating" Rong Xicheng.

Rong Xicheng obviously hasn't been lectured like this for a long time, and obviously didn't expect that his "storytelling" debut would get a bad review from Xiaoxing, and he also showed a depressed look on his face.

Little Star's little mouth is so pouting that she can hang the oil pot, she still likes the stories Mommy tells, but Mommy is working now, and Mommy said that she can't disturb her when she is working.

Rong Xicheng frowned slightly and said, "Then why don't Dad take you to Mommy?"

"No, Mommy is working, don't disturb!" Little Star's head shook into a rattle.

"That ......" Rong Xicheng really felt powerless for the first time, and it was much more troublesome to tell the little star bedtime stories than to bathe those boys.

Xia Wanwan laughed unkindly when she heard this, and then knocked on the door.

"Mommy!" Xiaoxing saw Xia Wanwan's eyes light up, and she didn't even wear slippers, and ran out of bed and ran to Xia Wanwan's lap.

"Mommy, is your job done, can you tell a story to Little Star?"

"Mommy's work hasn't been done yet, what's the matter, isn't the story told by Dad good?" Xia Wanwan asked with a smile.

"Daddy's voice didn't look like a prince at all, like a prince's father. Little Star pouted and pinched the ears of her favorite toy bear.

"Star, Dad, this is the first time telling a story, you should be considerate and considerate of him. Xia Wanwan picked up the little star and walked to the bed.

Xiaoxing frowned and said to Rong Xicheng with a bitter and hateful face: "Okay, Dad, I'll continue to listen to your story." ”

Xia Wanwan laughed out loud unkindly.

Rong Xicheng turned to look at her, with anger in his faint eyes.

"You go on, I'm just coming out to see. Xia Wanwan quickly slipped out of Little Star's room.

But when she went downstairs to make a cup of coffee, she was almost startled when she went upstairs, and Rong Xicheng was waiting for her around the corner.

"It scared the hell out of me. Xia Wanwan's hand holding the coffee was still stable and did not splash on the valuable carpet.

"Was it funny just now?" asked Rong Xicheng as she slowly approached Xia Wanwan.

"It's not funny, it's not funny. Xia Wanwan hurriedly confessed, Rong Xicheng must have thought she was laughing at him.

"Mr. Rong is fine, there is a first time in everything, and this first time is not skilled in business and can be understood. ”

Rong Xicheng glanced at the black coffee in the cup and said, "Are you going to sleep tonight?"

"Well, it's urgent, and the customer will see the sample tomorrow. Xia Wanwan took a sip of coffee and said.

"By the way, Mr. Rong, I don't know if there is any room at home that can be cleaned up and made a study for me?"

"Mrs. Rong doesn't need to see her like this, you are the hostess of this family, what do you want to change, just tell Mother Zhao directly. Rong Xicheng looked at Xia Wanwan and said.

Xia Wanwan followed Rong Xicheng's line of sight and looked at herself, only to find that she was wearing a suspender nightdress today, with a low neckline of her pajamas, revealing spring light, and quickly stretched out her arm to cover her chest.

"You, what do you see!"

"If Mrs. Rong can wear it, I can't even look at it?" asked Rong Xicheng with the corners of her mouth raised.

She always dresses herself tightly, and in fact, her figure is really not inferior to those professional models.

Rong Xicheng approached step by step, Xia Wanwan slowly retreated, seeing that there was no way to retreat Rong Xicheng's hand was about to put on her waist, Xia Wanwan hurriedly flashed to the side, and quickly went to her room.

"Good night Mr. Yung, and good dreams. ”

"Good dream?" Rong Xicheng looked at Xia Wanwan's closed door, and her hand still had the silky feeling of touching her silk pajamas.

......

The next morning, Xia Wanwan did not go directly to the company after sending the children to kindergarten, but drove to a resort, which was the address that Ling Menghan sent to her yesterday, asking her to send the design draft here today.

After Xia Wanwan explained her intention to the person at the front desk, she was still not put in, and the staff pointed to the fans holding various cheering cards and banners and said: "Miss, I have dealt with fans like you this morning is already the fifth batch, please chase stars and don't increase our workload, okay?"

"I'm a staff member of Lead Hua, and I'm here to send a design draft to Miss Ling today. Xia Wanwan took a deep breath and explained for the tenth time.

"And I have Ling Menghan's phone here. Xia Wanwan took out her mobile phone and said.

"Then since you have Miss Ling's phone, it's very easy to do, give Miss Ling a call and ask Miss Ling's assistant to pick you up." The front desk spoke in a weird manner, obviously looking down on Xia Wanwan.

Xia Wanwan took another deep breath and dialed Ling Menghan's phone, but no one answered.

Xia Wanwan: ......

She suddenly felt that Ling Menghan didn't mean it.

"Then can you please go in and help me talk to Ling Menghan's staff, the people from Leadhua have come to send her the design draft." Xia Wanwan said patiently.

"I know that you are for work, and I am also for work, if Miss Ling's costume for the show is delayed because of you, then I think you can't afford this responsibility, right?

"This ......," the staff at the front desk began to hesitate when they heard Xia Wanwan say this.

"I'm not asking you to let me in, I'm just going to trouble you to help me talk to Miss Ling's staff. ”

"Alright then, you wait. The front desk staff whispered a few words to her colleagues, then got up and walked to the back.

Xia Wanwan sat down on the sofa in the hall and waited for the staff to give her an answer.

At this time, Rong Junyan was surrounded by a group of bodyguards and came in, if you don't know, you still think that a star is coming.

Rong Junyan saw Xia Wanwan sitting on the sofa at a glance, and looked surprised: "Why are you here?"