The muse of inspiration

that's right. Her designs today are definitely ghostwriters. I must find evidence.

Backstage, Vivi laughed without restraint. Xiao Wen, there were many socialites and female celebrities looking for me just now. They wanted to book the haute couture gown from just now. Today's show was really a success.

Wen Qiao put an arm around her shoulder. it's also to your credit. Don't worry and let me try it on. That's why I dared to design it.

of course, you can rest assured. You're already a boss. Young master Fu bought it and gave it to you, so you can design whatever you want. To be honest, I didn't have much hope at first and even made some backup plans. I designed some myself, but after I got your drafts, I realized that you really have a talent in this area, so I changed the main work to yours.

"Thank you for your appreciation, chief designer," Wen Qiao replied nonchalantly.

this year, we're the most outstanding in the entire show. Just you wait and see. Our dresses will definitely appear the most frequently in all kinds of banquet awards at the end of the year.

Wen Qiao walked out of the show venue. Fu Nanli was leaning against the car, waiting for her. The Midsummer Night's night breeze ruffled her hair, and Fu Nanli was a little lost in his thoughts as he watched.

Wen Qiao stepped forward and held his arm. "Afflatus muse, let's go,"

Fu Nanli held her lithe figure and got into the car with her.

The gold-plated lights flowed in the car, and Fu Nanli's satisfied smile seemed to last for a long time. To be mentioned by her in front of thousands of people, the satisfaction in her heart was indescribable.

Wen Qiao rested her head on his arm and looked at the man's handsome side profile. "It's interesting to design clothes."

"Then I did the right thing. I'll give you the two brands I bought."

Wen Qiao: " I was worried that I'd ruin your good intentions and make your two cousins look down on me even more. Luckily, you gave me inspiration. This year's show was very successful.

Next season, she wanted to design men's wear. She wanted to personally size and make him a handmade suit.

Fu Nanli caressed her face. every set is very nice. They suit you very well.

Oh, I've also sent a letter to the Xiao family. They've agreed to let us visit them.

Oh? " Wen Qiao's eyes lit up. he finally agreed.

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When Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli arrived at the Xiao family's residence, it was early in the morning. The Xiao family lived in Yushan in the West, a villa halfway up the mountain. It was also a luxurious mansion. As expected, a random brick thrown in Haicheng could easily hit a billionaire.

They sat in the side hall and waited for Xiao Liang to have his banquet. The vegetation outside the floor-to-ceiling windows grew especially luxuriant, blocking out the sky and the sun. Even the sun couldn't penetrate through. Wen Qiao sized up her surroundings.

Because of Fu Nanli's presence, the Xiao family's butler was very polite to them.

As they had many children, Xiao liangyan had three sons and four daughters. The eldest son was twenty-eight years old this year, and the youngest daughter was only eight years old.

every child was assigned a servant. in addition to the kitchen, the cleaning, and the courtyard management, there were dozens of servants in the xiao family. it was indeed a big family.

After waiting for half an hour, Xiao liangyan finally came down from upstairs. Fu Nanli's expression was a little dark. The number of people who had made him wait could be counted on one's fingers.

Xiao liangyan was in his early 50s and had taken good care of his health. He still looked young, but he did not look too good. His skin was very fair and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like an intellectual and was not someone to be trifled with.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, young master Fu," Xiao liangyan came over to shake hands with him.

that smile was on the surface, not sincere at all. it was completely transparent to wen qiao, as if he didn't see her at all.