"An Mei Group is not bad, and he will definitely defeat our Gu Group." A salesperson said.
Song Jiumei raised her chin, underestimating the enemy, "An Mei Group also wants to win the championship? They probably forgot who the chief designer of the Gu Group is."
After listening, Song Wuyou snorted coldly.
She looked at Song Jiuyue on the screen with a half-smile. She seemed to be more beautiful on TV than in real life.
The posture is noble and dignified, a gentle lady, with a beautiful and generous smile, dark eyes, and well-dressed, always fashionable, beautiful and unrefined.
This kind of Song Jiuyue is beautiful, and everyone thinks that only she is worthy of Gu Yanhao who is like a banished fairy.
But Song Wuyou knew very well that the smiling Song Jiuyue was actually quite scary.
"Song Wuyou, there is one more thing that I forgot to tell you." Song Jiumei turned her head and looked at Song Wuyou proudly.
"..."
"My sister said that as long as she wins the championship for the Gu Group this time, Master Gu will agree to her engagement to Young Master Gu."
"What does it have to do with me?" Song Wuyou looked at Song Jiumei with a sneer.
That posture, that look in the eyes, is arrogant, a little ostentatious, and doesn't care about Gu Yanhao and Song Jiuyue's affairs.
"..." Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou in a daze, what does it have to do with her
In the past, Young Master Gu wanted to divorce her, didn't she cry to death
Didn't she make a scene like a shrew when she saw Young Master Gu with her elder sister before
Now, why is she acting so indifferent
Is she pretending
Song Jiumei looked at Song Wuyou, but she didn't look like she was pretending.
**
Coming out of the shopping center, Song Wuyou took a taxi directly back to the villa.
"Miss, if the master really stops your pocket money, what should you do?" Xu Jing showed a worried expression along the way.
"Continue to live." Song Wuyou said with a smile.
"How can I live without money?" Xu Jing frowned.
"..."
"Miss, do you really love Young Master Gu?" Xu Jing looked at Song Wuyou and asked.
Song Wuyou asked back with a faint smile: "What do you think?"
"You love me very much! But Young Master Gu doesn't love you."
"..." She knew this, so she didn't need to remind her.
"Miss, if Young Master Gu doesn't love you, don't try to make a fool of yourself."
"..." Song Wuyou waited for the next sentence.
"Young Master Gu doesn't love you, and even if he divorces you, he will give you so much money. Why don't you just agree to sign with him."
"Xu Jing, are you afraid that you will starve to death if you follow me?" Song Wuyou looked at Xu Jing and asked.
"No." Xu Jing shook her head: "I can go to work, I just care about you."
"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Song Wuyou smiled.
Back to the villa.
Gu Yanhao folded his slender and straight legs, and sat lazily on the sofa, looking at Song Jiuyue's latest design draft.
He attaches great importance to this annual international clothing competition.
He carefully reviewed the manuscripts designed by Song Jiuyue.
Sensing Song Wuyou coming in, Gu Yanhao raised his head and glanced at her.
She was wearing a purple dress, she had seen it this morning, and now she was still amazed when she saw her like this.
It seems that seeing her this time is different from what I saw in the morning.
But he couldn't tell the difference.
Song Wuyou changed his shoes and came in, glanced at him, without saying hello, just walked around him and walked towards the stairs.
Inadvertently, when he glanced at the design drafts on the coffee table, Song Wuyou's pace slowed down, and his eyes fell directly on one of the design drafts.