After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Maybe we should no longer look at the other person based on our previous stereotypes.

Murong Qiao was thinking about simply filing a lawsuit with the director instead of stopping by the fourth brother's design studio.

It’s all done once it’s out. It’s better to do it all in one go. Once it’s done, you won’t have to run around here and there, which will reduce efficiency.

The crew and the fourth brother's design work are not far apart.

Noon is probably the clearest time of the day. As long as you see the blue sky mixed with the clouds that are almost as soft as cotton candy, you will unconsciously feel happy.

This is also the busiest time of the day for shops.

But at this moment, Xiao Gu was holding up his arms in boredom, looking at the door with a bored look, expecting even one customer to push in.

Yanxiu has been busy with exhibitions recently. What he sees most every day at work is staff communication projects about exhibitions.

Xiao Gu looked at his mobile phone that was still charging, but he didn't have the slightest desire to open it and try to fish at work.

Probably because I have been idle in this position for so long that even wanting to be busy is a luxury.

Just when Xiao Gu was bored and thinking about himself, and if it didn't work, he might as well harass Shen Xi and talk together, the store door was finally pushed open from the outside, and in came an extremely familiar acquaintance.

"Miss Murong!" Xiao Gu looked at Murong Qiao who walked in with almost surprise, and the joy on his face was easy to express.

Seeing her looking so happy, Murong Qiao burst into laughter.

She pointed to the location of the studio inside. "My brother is in there?"

"Here he is, he's here. He's been busy with exhibitions these past two days. If the studio hadn't been closed every day for him to go home, he would probably have to live here."

Probably because he finally met someone who could talk, Xiao Gu's words became more visible to the naked eye, and even the expression on his face became happy.

"You don't even know, I feel like the boss's social interaction in the past two days is almost as much as his in this year." Xiao Gu couldn't help but complain softly.

He is definitely not exaggerating about Yan Xiu. He usually likes to stay in the studio. He must say something to make things lively. The starting point was when Mr. Shen Xi came to visit.

In addition, it was his first time to do an exhibition, so some necessary communication increased the number of times Yanxiu met people, and also made the studio a little livelier.

"Isn't that great?" Murong Qiao was happy to see the result.

It might also be a good development to allow Fourth Brother, a homebody like him, to socialize more.

However, the mention of Yanxiu's social interactions made Murong Qiao think of another person unconsciously.

He stood in the store for a while, talking to his sister-in-law. Hearing the other party's unstoppable conversation, he was not in a hurry to interrupt. Instead, he looked around the store, but did not find a familiar figure. .

Xiao Gu noticed Murong Qiao's behavior and knew who he was looking for, so he took the initiative to mention it.

"Shen Xi was here just now, but he said he wanted to meet someone and went out."

Otherwise Xiao Gu wouldn't be so boring.

As for what Shen Xi was going to do, Xiao Gu didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was also his privacy.

He is just a small employee, and it would be nice to give Shen Xi and the boss some sweets.

"Then I'll go in first." Murong Qiao greeted and headed towards the direction of Yan Xiu's studio.

Fortunately, the door only knocked twice before someone opened it. It seemed that he was not immersed in work.

It's just that Murong Qiao didn't expect that when he opened the door, his eyes would be covered with cloth, and there was even a little paint on his face.

Inkstone, who was probably busy designing clothes, even held a few pieces of fabric in his hands, which should be his favorite. When he opened the door for Murong Qiao, he opened it without any expression, then turned around and went to the place where he was standing just now. In front of the mannequin, I don't know what they are busy with.

This image is really inconsistent with his usual personality.

"What are you—?"

Even Murong Qiao was slightly startled after seeing it.

Yanxiu didn't answer, but put the pin in his hand on the clothes in front of him and looked at the hem of the skirt. As he imagined, after it had the shape and curvature it should have, the corners of his mouth finally turned up slightly, no longer a single hem. The straight line faintly revealed the joyful emotion in his heart.

"Do you like this new design for you?" Yan Xiu suddenly said.

Murong Qiao was stunned by what she was about to say, and recited Yan Xiu in her mouth. After saying this, she immediately forgot what she wanted to say.

His eyes fell on the model next to the fourth brother, and then he took two steps forward, and then he could see the whole dress clearly.

It was a very beautiful French dress, with a kind of innocence in the forest. The first time Murong Qiao saw it, she had the lightness of an elf running in the forest.

It's just that the blue tulle on the chest is a bit elegant, making the whole dress look too clean.

"One more flower left?" Murong Qiao suddenly spoke for some reason.

Yan Xiu glanced at him appreciatively, and then pulled out a piece from his side. The fabric was somehow like magic. The originally soft, smooth, satin-like fabric was pinched a few times with his fingers. It took on the shape of a flower and was temporarily fixed on the left side of the chest with a pin.

Pulling it open a little, it looks like a budding flower, slowly blooming on the chest, like a glue like a swallow, making people unable to take their eyes away.

"Very beautiful." This time it was Murong Qiao who praised it wholeheartedly.

She had never doubted her fourth brother's talent. This time, she just didn't expect to see such a beautiful work born as soon as she arrived.

"This still needs to be refined a little more after publication, and then it will be adjusted according to your data."

Yanxiu muttered a few words to himself, and then he seemed to realize something, and then he suddenly woke up from his work and looked at his sister, remembering the phone call he made to him today and the business he was about to say.

"I said before that I was going to hold an exhibition. Some of the clothes might be some of the works I gave you. I wonder if you would mind?" Yanxiu asked his sister.

Murong Qiao nodded indifferently. "Did you design it all? You have the final say."

"Then I must obtain your consent, because this is a unique gift from me." Yan Xiu insisted on his idea.

Although, as my sister said, these clothes were all born in my own hands and then given to my sister.

But in fact, in Yanxiu's heart, the clothes he gave away had already become part of Murong Qiao's belongings. Even if it was to be put on an exhibition for people to view, Murong Qiao's consent was required.

However, the works put on the exhibition will naturally not be worn by Murong Qiao, but samples he has made before.

Every work produced by Yan Xiu will be kept in a set of samples in the exhibition room for future display.

"I agree, I agree." Seeing this, Furongqiao could only smile and nod.

Although she felt that there was no difference in her heart, Yanxiu's words still made Murong Qiao feel a little happier.

Even the emotions involved by the policewoman were relieved a lot.

Maybe it really wasn't Jiang Weiyang who was behind the scenes, but he was just a little more suspicious.

Murong Qiao slowly exhaled.