Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Xie Feng was born with a smile, which in layman's terms is pleasing. Among these grandchildren, Yang Qianshan loves him the most.

"Don't be angry, old man. Smile that you are ten years younger." Xie Feng said with a smile, "Smile, ten years younger."

"Get out!" Yang Qianshan was in a much better mood.

Xie Feng stood at attention: "Decree!"

Luo Ji went to find Yang Qianshan, hoping that he could accept Shen Yuxin as a junior disciple. Jiao Yuanyuan thanked him politely.

After hanging up the phone, the scolding was almost like smoke.

"What's the use of this kid, he dares to chase after my daughter even if an old man can't figure it out." Jiao Yuanyuan's chest heaved obviously in anger.

After scolding, Jiao Yuanyuan began to worry about her daughter again.

Shen Yuxin stayed in the room for a long time, she thought about it, and now only Fernan can help her counter the word-of-mouth.

Before going to bed at night, Shen Yuxin called Fernan.

She couldn't wait for the next morning.

During the two meetings in the cafe, Shen Yuxin had Fernan's contact information, and asked Gu Manli to help deliver the news in the office, which was entirely an excuse for her to enter the principal's office and show her presence in front of Wen Jinxing.

"Hello?"

The phone rang twice, and Fernan picked it up.

"Hello, Mr. Fernan, I'm Shen Yuxin."

Shen Yuxin eagerly reported her family name.

"Mr. Fernan, I asked the principal to hand over some design drafts to you a few days ago. I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Fernan.

"Miss Shen, I have already read your design draft, and I have also sorted out the comments and opinions I put forward and sent them to your mailbox."

Hearing this, Shen Yuxin paused.

"Mr. Fernan, I think the document is still not very understandable, so I would like to chat with you in person, can I?"

Fernan took a deep breath, his tone was good, but it gave off a businesslike feeling.

After knowing the identity of the designer of the runway show, Fernan didn't want to waste any more time on Shen Yuxin.

"I'm sorry, Miss Shen. I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. I still have things to deal with. I don't have time to meet you."

Fernan refused very directly.

Shen Yuxin wanted to use the design draft as an excuse again, but before she could speak out the words she had prepared, she was beaten back by him.

"Mr. Fernan, didn't you come to find the designer, I..."

Fernan's expression was inexplicable: "I have already found her."

Shen Yuxin paused for a moment, her face was pale and haggard, and her expression was slightly stiff.

He has already found her, which means that Fernan knows that he has been leading him to think about being a designer?

"You signed a contract with her?"

Fernan expressed regret: "No, I have lost a little fate with her."

"May I venture to ask, who is she?"

Fernan frowned slightly: "I'm sorry, but she doesn't want to reveal her identity."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuxin was in a daze.

When Shen Yun resigned and went home, Shen Lingxi was lying on the sofa reading comics.

She was wrapped in a small blanket and wrapped herself into a small white rice dumpling. The wide sofa made her even smaller.

"Why don't you turn on the little sun?"

Because she likes to sit by the coffee table, Shen Yunci was afraid that she would be cold, so he specially bought a small solar heating lamp and put it on the side of the sofa.

Shen Lingxi raised her head, her eyes were a little red after reading for a long time, and the gentle warm light shone on her, adding a bit of tenderness.