The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Unable to defeat An Chen, Ji Xuan had no choice but to call the director back and gave a positive reply.

The director was very happy and couldn't wait to send the shooting plan and schedule. The contract was planned to be signed directly during the meeting.

This day really went through a lot of things. Before I knew it, it was getting dark. Ji Xuan and Ji Feng, two people who knew how to cook, had already gotten into the kitchen.

An Chen was playing games with Lin Han and Victor, who was about to be his teammate, while Fu Yanxing was handling work beside him.

The remaining few people originally wanted to fight, but these people could start arguing in minutes. It was too noisy, so they were kicked out by Ji Xuan, and now they are watching a movie together in the living room.

The sun was about to set, and the dust was rising under the setting sun, giving off a soft and blurry halo. The sunset and twilight are infinitely beautiful, the mist and the setting sun are scattered across the river, and the evening breeze is gentle.

If only it weren't winter now and they could sit together in the garden.

Fu Yanxing has always been sitting next to An Chen, listening to the twilight rising and watching the passing wind in the dusk closest to her.

When the dusk grows old, he will still quietly look at her at the top of his heart at the sunset.

The twilight is still over, but I am already looking forward to the next twilight. I am probably recovering from a long illness and am now seriously ill again. An Chen can be regarded as Fu Yanxing's love disaster.

I want to walk a long way together, just like today, from the dim light of dawn to the twilight.

The sound of the movie, the conversation between An Chen and Lin Han while playing games, and occasionally the subtle sound of clattering dishes from the kitchen were all the noises Fu Yanxing hated most when he was working.

But it's different now. Fu Yanxing is used to hearing all kinds of noises and laughter from time to time. He might not be used to it if it suddenly quiets down.

If you love someone, you may be willing to accept the things they like, but Fu Yanxing is used to all this, partly because of An Chen, and partly because of himself.

In his more than twenty years of life, he has not experienced the kind of life he is experiencing now. He was used to putting himself in a quiet enough environment.

People who have been in contact with Fu Yanxing have a consistent evaluation of him. Fu Yanxing has no heart, because they can't see Fu Yanxing's joys and sorrows, they only know his cold determination and vigorous and resolute handling of things.

To describe it in an exaggerated way, if Fu Yanxing is the god in his own life, then An Chen is his human world.

I don't know how long it took, but the voices of Ji Xuan and Ji Feng came from the kitchen, calling them to the restaurant for dinner.

"You guys go ahead. I don't have anything to eat. Hand me the remote control before we leave. I want to watch cartoons." An Chen continued to lazily sit on the hanging chair.

"I'm cooking porridge for you." Ji Xuan happened to be walking this way and said by the way.

After hearing the sound, An Chen pouted and said pitifully, "I want to eat meat."

"I put crab legs in the porridge for you." Ji Xuan walked over and rubbed An Chen's little head. In their eyes, no matter how old An Chen was, he was still a child who needed to be pampered.

Under An Chen's urging, everyone who originally wanted to accompany her in the living room was persuaded to go to the restaurant to eat.

An Chen was the only one left in the noisy living room just now. An Chen played a super childish cartoon. He didn't want to watch it, so long as it had sound.

I originally wanted to continue playing games, but I received some photos inexplicably, still from Wu Ke.