Rebirth: Light Rain Double Fly

Chapter 196 She wore the most beautiful clothes

She threw down her pen and lay down on the table, but she still didn't have a good picture, her mind was blank, she couldn't draw anything, even if she did, it was just a mess of waste paper, and then she He picked up the pen and bit it.

Jiang Ziqin really couldn't stand it anymore, if this went on like this, she would have to kill herself.

He walked over and took the pen from her hand vigorously.

"Come on, come out with me." As he said that, he couldn't help but drag her to the outside.

Where are you going, Tang Weiyu is almost all carried by him, and she believes that if she wants to say no, he can carry her out.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at Wu Meimei's cake shop.Wu Meimei also made a lot of cakes for them to eat. Many people came and went in the street, all wearing various clothes. Tang Weiyu kept sighing while drinking a glass of juice.

And Wu Meimei has been scolding for an hour alone, but she still hasn't scolded enough.

"I said Wei Yu, how could you let her go so easily? If it were me, I would definitely step on her face. I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. I am still a college student. The books are all read into the dog's stomach, which is too tasteless."

She scolded while eating, and she didn't see her mouth stop, but once she came out, eating cake, and there was another noise in her ears that wasn't noise, Tang Weiyu's heart was actually much calmer.

She looked at the people coming and going outside, really, her heart became more and more peaceful, even like a drop of water dripped on it, and then rippled a few times before disappearing.

"No, I'm really angry, Wei Yu, let's go, you take me to me, I'm going to hit her face, you don't know how she smiles like that, she wants me to spit, old lady, I won't spit On her face, her surname is not Wu." Wu Meimei couldn't help but stood up, with her hands on her waist, she really wanted to find someone to go to desperately.

Tang Weiyu patted her on the shoulder, forget it, I'm not that angry, why are you angry.

"Why are you angry, are you made of stone? She has bullied you like this." Wu Meimei screamed, startling all the employees in her shop.

Tang Weiyu propped up her chin, "Angry, it will pass. The angrier I am, the happier she is. Sooner or later, she will spit out what she owes me." The corners of her lips curled up coldly, Fu Yueni, it's best for you I have never begged me in my whole life, otherwise, even if you kneel in front of me, I will treat you like I treat Li Yan.

At that time, they will settle the old and new accounts together.

Wu Meimei pursed her lips, and scolded that woman surnamed Fu several times in her heart. She didn't know how Tang Weiyu could bear it so much, even after doing such a thing, Tang Weiyu would let her go.But she didn't know that Tang Weiyu actually wanted to let that woman go more than anyone else.

However, who made her surnamed Fu.

I sat here with Wu Meimei for almost half a day, ate a lot of cakes from her, and heard her complain a lot. Although it was noisy, it was relaxed, as if it rescued her from some kind of demon. same.

When she came out, she was dull, but when she went back, she was relaxed, as if she had returned to her previous self.

She thought, maybe she still hated it in her heart.

"Ziqin, let's go shopping and buy some clothes for you." She turned to Jiang Ziqin, and helped him arrange the clothes on his body.

I usually wear a military uniform, so I don’t need it anymore, Jiang Ziqin rubbed her hair, in fact, he wears a military uniform almost all year round, and rarely wears casual clothes, but in the end he and Tang Weiyu got married The shopping mall, because it is not a weekend, there are not many people in the shopping mall. The most indispensable thing in this world is pirated copies, which can be seen everywhere in this shopping mall.

"Look, that seems to be designed by you?" Jiang Ziqin pointed to a piece of clothing inside, Tang Weiyu stopped, and also walked forward, staring at the piece of clothing hanging outside, sure enough, it was designed by her , it seems to be something from the last season of Nishang, and there is a counterfeit version so soon.

"Aren't you angry?" Jiang Ziqin took her hand and continued to walk around. There was no anger or complaint on her face. Instead, she walked around very relaxedly, and she didn't show any strangeness when she saw those clothes.

"Why should I be angry?" Tang Weiyu blinked her eyes strangely, does she look like such a stingy person.

"Because they used your work." Jiang Ziqin said as he walked to a men's clothing store.

"This one." Tang Weiyu said while choosing a dress for Jiang Ziqin, "It's better for them to use it, because it means that they like my design and they are willing to wear it. If there is no pirated version, I will be depressed. Clothes are always Wear it, or leave it alone for what to do.”

"Besides, Sister Ai Ai has already earned enough money for that dress, why don't you let others earn it?"

"The rich wear tasteful clothes, and the poor wear affordable clothes. I feel good and right."

She picked one and compared it to Jiang Ziqin. Jiang Ziqin was tall.The proportion is also very good, it is definitely an excellent clothes rack, as long as you buy it in the right size, it will be 100% wearable.

"Then you drew those design drawings for this purpose, so that others can wear your clothes and like your designs?"

"Of course." Tang Weiyu rolled his eyes at him, is she that superficial, only caring about her own money, isn't she just looking for money?
"And now, what kind of mentality do you use to draw?" Jiang Ziqin took the clothes and was about to try them on, but he left her a question that she had never thought about before. What kind of mentality does she use to draw now? of.

Unconvinced, I thought it was to complete the task, or to take more revenge, but instead lost the original sincerity and the meaning of the clothes themselves.

She sat there, as if it was the first time she had seriously thought about this question.

She rubbed the center of her brows, feeling tight here, as if she was about to figure out something, but she couldn't grasp the most important point.

Someone came in, it was a fat man, no, he might be younger than Tang Jie, he should be a teenager.

"Mom, I like this one." He pointed to one, but the salesperson smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't have your number here." The boy had no choice but to leave reluctantly, and this matter was not on Tang Weiyu's mind what's left.

Jiang Ziqin also came out, sure enough, just as Tang Weiyu thought, he is just a clothes hanger, he looks good in any clothes, he has a good shape, his back is straight, and he walks very gracefully.

"How is it?" He looked at himself in the mirror, it was not bad, the clothes.

Tang Weiyu nodded repeatedly, "Very good, the clothes look good."

By the way, Jiang Ziqin turned around suddenly, and squatted in front of her, "Xiaoyu, have you ever thought about designing men's clothing? The neon clothes are all women's clothing, and there should be a variety of them, and I want to wear them too." The clothes you designed are at least unique." He stretched out his hands to straighten Tang Weiyu's hair, and then stared at her thoughtful little face.

"I'm going to ask Sister Ai Ai about this." Tang Weiyu also happened to help Jiang Ziqin sort out the clothes. To be honest, the clothes are not bad, but they are too conservative and not casual enough. Maybe she can discuss it with Sun Ai.

They paid the money, carried the clothes and continued shopping, and bought a few clothes for Huangdou and Xiaoxin, thinking that she and her younger brother wore clothes mended by their mother, but they never felt ashamed , because it was made up by my mother.

"What are you thinking, so preoccupied?" Jiang Ziqin asked her suddenly.

"I'm thinking about it." Tang Weiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes flickered, "I'm thinking about the clothes my brother and I used when I was young. Sometimes I have to mend a piece of clothing several times. My mother's hands are very skillful. It’s strange to say that I feel that the most beautiful clothes I wear are patched by my mother, you don’t know, my mother is also helping my father mend socks.”

(End of this chapter)