The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

After He Chongtian left, Chen Xiangyin felt that he hadn't slept for long when Ding Ling's banging voice came from downstairs.

Shen Ji has two keys to tailoring, one for herself and one for Gu Yunshi.

It was so noisy that I couldn't sleep anymore, so Agarwood led me downstairs.

"What kind of house should be demolished so early in the morning?"

Chen Xiang scolded, unscrewed the tape player, and walked around to the workbench.

"New year! New beginning! Sister Shen! I'm cleaning the dust in the corner!"

Chen Xiang glanced at it and ignored it. Last night, he measured He Chongtian's waist with his hands. The remaining warmth seemed to have not dissipated. Now he just wants to make clothes.

The custom-made 250-count wool fabric has not arrived yet, so I will draw up the design first.

He Tongtian's figure is so good that his proportions, muscle lines, and even the bulges and depressions of every bone are beyond perfection.

As he drew, the hour hand turned a quarter of the way on the dial.

The brush ends at the ankle, and the agarwood brings to mind the steady footsteps of cranes soaring into the sky, and the rhythmic sound of leather shoes on the ground.

Restricted black leather shoes, just the right edge of the suit trousers.

The light in his vision dimmed a bit, and Chen Xiangyin raised his eyes to the door, just in time to see the scene in his mind.

The crane soars into the sky and steps into the threshold, toes touching the ground first, elegant and aggressive.

But he was not alone. Behind him was Pang Xianshun, who was two heads shorter than him.

Without Lao Longtou around, Pang Xianshun looked as obvious as a dandy.

"Isn't Chen Xiangyin right in the store?"

Pang Xianshun surpassed He Chongtian and came to Chen Xiangyin. After taking a look at the clothes in the store, he lost interest and his eyes fell on Shen Xiangyin.

"Wow, Chenxiang Yin, the clothes in your store are so old-fashioned, but they look good on you."

Gu Yunshi came over to block Chen Xiangyin and asked what was going on.

"Qinglong Group, the grandson of the old leader." Chen Xiang said to Pang Xianshun with a smile, "There is Du Miao."

Gu Yunshi's expression, which was so disgusted that he wanted to explode, instantly froze. No wonder He Chongtian didn't speak.

"Tsk, tsk, you don't have to say that, I'm very easy-going." Pang Xianshun clearly took advantage of other people's fears.

From the moment he entered, Pang Xianshun's mouth kept moving.

It’s no wonder that for the past twenty years, he had lived in a wealthy and privileged country abroad and had no shortage of money, but he was not yet praised as a master.

He thought that Lao Longtou was the local emperor of Qingshan City, and he was the emperor's eldest grandson in the movie who could cover the sky with one hand.

Pang Xianshun said to He Chongtian in the tone of a subordinate: "Don't you still have something to do? Just let Chenxiang lead me around the rest of Biluo Ancient Town."

Without waiting for He Chongtian to retort, he added: "Hey Chenxiang Yin, your store is so small. I'll ask my grandpa to change it for you to a bigger one later."

He Chongtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment a dangerous aura burst out. He took a step forward and stood in front of Pang Xianshun and Shen Xiangyin.

The word "unpleasant" was written in big words on his face, "I don't need you to worry about my own woman."

Pang Xianshun shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Don't get me wrong. I just came back to China and don't have many friends. I met you two and treated you as friends. Don't worry, I know she is your woman now, so nothing will happen to her."

Chen Xiangyin laughed angrily. This ugly guy in front of him was a coward and a fool. Do you really think he was a dish that could be served on the table?

What he said is, now, will he pry him away in the future?

Oh, no, she is not a person who can reach the sky now...it's just what others think.

Pang Xianshun must have a very strong sense of superiority now. He really doesn't know the depth of the rivers and lakes, and I'm afraid he rarely sees blood.

If He Chongtian hadn't been afraid of the old dragon head, he would be a puddle of mud now.

Chen Xiangyin laughed out loud as she thought about it, and took He Chongtian's arm, "It's okay, the foreign education environment is open, Master Pang doesn't have that intention."

Pang Xianshun was so pleased with her smoothing her hair that he showed off his power for more than half an hour before being defrauded by He Chongtian.

After all, the subtext is that he is the real son of Qinglong, and people like He Chongtian help their master conquer the country.

He Chongtian's face has never looked so dark.

Chen Xiangyin thought it was funny that Crane was deflated, and he also felt a little pity for it.

Pang Xianshun couldn't even compare to He Chongtian's little finger. She didn't think He Chongtian would let his grandson stand over her and be arrogant for long.

Gu Yunshi saw that Chen Xiang was stunned, "Sister Shen, that person just now... is really the grandson of the old dragon head?"

"Yeah." Chen Xiangyin took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup and slowly rolled it in his hand: "Gu Yunshi, do you know any places in Qingshan City that have that kind of thing?" Pang Xianshun was in a very excited state just now, and he was not only getting carried away with himself. Due to his social status, he had a strange fragrance about him.

I'm not sure which kind of agarwood it is, but it's definitely the addictive kind.

Gu Yunshi blurted out: "It happens when you meet a rose."

In the afternoon, Chen Xiangyin continued to refine the design draft. She realized that she had thought too much about cranes rising to the sky today.

There's nothing I can do about it, I kissed her too hard last night, and now my breath smells like a crane rising to the sky.

I don’t hate it, but I can’t hold my mouth shut a bit.

She doesn't admit, accept or respond, but she hides a hint of sweetness in her heart that only she knows.

With this thought in mind, the light in his vision dimmed a little more. He looked up and saw Pang Xianshun with his hands in his pockets.

A person.

As for his short legs, Xueren He soars into the sky with his hands in his pockets, which are short and ugly.

"Master Pang, is there anything else?"

"He Chongtian is not fulfilling his responsibilities. I have something to do and I have to leave. I haven't finished shopping yet. You can take me shopping."

Chen Xiang smiled and rolled his eyes, stood up and took off his coat from the hanger, "Where do you want to go?"

Pang Xianshun didn't expect that she would agree so quickly, "Just... you can introduce it to me. I don't know what store to open yet."

I don’t even know what kind of store I want to open, so it’s strange that I can do well in business.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like he is picking out toys.

If Lao Longtou really wanted to give him the country in his hands, then his brains would be filled with water, which would be equivalent to throwing it away and smashing it to pieces.

Instead of leaving him business, it's better to leave him money, the kind that you pay every month.

Obviously, the old leader has been around for a lifetime and is not like such a person without foresight.

Chen Xiangyin couldn't figure out for a while what the old dragon's plan was. In short, it was unreasonable.

In front of the Fangyuan teahouse, Chen Xiangyin stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked back with a smile, his eyebrows slightly raised, and Pang Xianshun was stunned.

"This store is my favorite in Biluo Ancient Town. Do you want to go in and have a seat?"

Pang Xianshun walked into the store arrogantly, "Okay!"

In the corridor on the top floor, Chen Xiang led by an open door and caught a glimpse of the banquet inside.

Qi Yan also saw her, but Chen Xiangyin ignored her and took Pang Xianshun to the box at the end.

The tea master pours good tea, and the agarwood guide explains the tea art and tea culture in a clear and logical manner, and the lotus blossoms bloom on the tongue.

Fangyuan Tea House instantly improved by several levels.

Agarwood exhales like orchids and blows the hot tea in the cup: "In Qingshan City and Biluo Ancient Town, traditional culture is more popular, especially the old dragon head, your grandfather, behaves in this way."

Pang Xianshun agrees with this, but is dissatisfied: "What age are we, and we are still doing these old-fashioned things... If you ask me, you should open a bar, it will make more money!"

Chen Xiang explained his thoughts: "Young Master Pang has just come back. A place like Fangyuan is just a place of honor. There is still a lot of business to be done in the future. There is a bar in Biluo Ancient Town, Encounter Rose. In the evening, I will take you to see it. look?"

After saying that, he slapped his forehead again: "Oh, these two good deals are that uncle's business. Forget it, Master Pang, let's go to He Chongtian's own business place to have a look."

Pang Xianshun was not convinced, "Who is it?"

"Zhou Chengwang, Mr. Zhou, is Qinglong's second-in-command. I can't afford to offend him." Chen Xiangyin said softly, "Biluo Ancient Town is Mr. Zhou's territory."

Pang Xianshun breathed out through his nostrils: "Hmph, Master Zhou's and Master He's are not all from the Pang family. It's okay. You don't have to be afraid."

Chen Xiangyin looked even more frightened, "Of course you are not afraid, you are Master Pang, and I am a tailor doing small business. Can you not say that I brought you here?"

Pang Xianshun's heart melted at this pitiful begging tone, and his whole body felt hot, "Okay, I won't say anything. But I want this teahouse."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Chen Xiang responded.

Qi Yan came in. He didn't know Pang Xianshun's identity yet, so he only said to Chen Xiangyin: "Is it convenient for me to lend a step to talk?"

Chen Xiangyin raised his eyebrows, Qi Yan's tone was very kind, and he didn't seem to be looking for trouble.

Pang Xianshun was not embarrassed and asked Chenxiang Yin to go back quickly.

In the newly opened private room, Qi Yan hesitated for a long time and finally asked: "Miss Shen, how much do you know about He Chongtian and Lin Qiaozhu?"