Chapter 113 Unique (V)

Ye Yao brought Zhang Qiufeng to the door of the store, Zhang Qiufeng was so cautious that he didn't even know which leg to take.

She didn't dare to take a second look at such an exquisite and luxurious shop, even if she walked past it before.

"Yao Yao, are you working here?"

There was a hint of excitement in the nervous voice, it was indeed much, much better than she had imagined.

"Yeah, let's go in."

Ye Yao greeted her, but Zhang Qiufeng froze in place, subconsciously looking at her clothes.

"I'm relieved after reading it, it's better not to go in and trouble others..."

This place is out of tune with her, it is simply two worlds.

But Ye Yao didn't give her a chance to back down, took her by the hand, and directly pulled her into the shop.

There were a lot of customers in the shop, and many eyes all fell on the mother and daughter.

Zhang Qiufeng was very familiar with this kind of gaze, so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Ye Yao didn't care at all, he held his head high and strode forward, leading her up to the second floor from the crowd.

"Mom, we're no different from them."

When going up the stairs, Ye Yao's firm voice sounded beside Zhang Qiufeng.

Zhang Qiufeng wanted to give her a smiling face and encourage her, but she was so nervous that her expression was uglier than crying.

How could it be the same?They are high and high, living a life of rich clothes and fine food, but they...

"Mom, this is my studio."

When Zhang Qiufeng came back to his senses, he realized that he was already standing in a room.

The sunlight shone in through the bright windows and fell on her body, even making her unable to open her eyes.

The room is large, with desks, chairs, sewing machines, mannequins, and workbenches.

She knows some things here, but she can't even name them.

"You said, this is your room?"

She was stunned and didn't know what expression to use.

"It's not a room, it's a studio. I usually draw pictures here."

While explaining, Ye Yao asked her to sit down on the sofa.

"Comfortable?"

Zhang Qiufeng touched the leather sofa and nodded stiffly.

Soft, much more comfortable than the wooden chairs at home.

Ye Yao chuckled, "If you like it, I'll buy a set for our family too."

Zhang Qiufeng's breathing stagnates, and his brain finally wakes up a lot.

"You child, how do you know how to spend money recklessly. There is a kang and a bench at home, and there is no place to put such a good thing when you buy it back."

"How come, just put it in the house..."

"You are not allowed to buy it. That's not how money is spent."

This time Zhang Qiufeng's attitude was unusually "strong". Before she installed the landline, she already felt that it was a waste of money.

Ye Yao couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yao Yao, you are usually the only one in this...house?"

Zhang Qiufeng never thought that her working conditions would be so good.

But now she is even more worried. My daughter understands herself, how can she have such a great ability.

"That's right, the second floor is all the studios of the masters, and the owner next door to me belongs to the boss here. Wait a minute, let me introduce Uncle Cai to you guys."

Ye Yao wanted to pour water for Zhang Qiufeng, but Zhang Qiufeng stopped him.

"Go to work quickly and leave me alone, or the boss will be upset if he sees it."

Everything I saw now was beyond Zhang Qiufeng's imagination.

If she wasn't so awake now, she would even think she was dreaming.

"Ye Yao, I heard your mother is here?"

A warm inquiry at the door interrupted the conversation between the mother and daughter.

(End of this chapter)

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