You Can't Compare To My Wife

Qiao Xi sat on the sofa and said confidently, "I'm not bragging, but they won't be able to surpass me even if they study the craft for another two to three years. After all, not everyone has talent!"

Song Shiyu: "…" 'Yes, yes, yes, you're the best!'

Then, Qiao Xi lazily leaned against the sofa and blinked at Gu Zheng. "Ah Zheng, are you willing to put my designs into production?"

Gu Zheng remained calm. "Of course. It's my honor that you're going to design and package the company's new perfume, Mrs. Gu. So no matter what you design, I'll use it."

Song Shiyu quickly handed the laptop to Qiao Xi and accidentally touched her finger. "Young Madam, my brother just sent me the other works from the exchange meet. They're not as good as yours. Your work is the most perfect!"

Gu Zheng frowned. "Song Shiyu, do you not want your hand anymore?"