Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

"Education system?" Cen Sufen heard the key point. "You made this dress yourself?"

"Yes. When I was in college in Cambridge, I met MR Zhu. When I was out of the society, I occasionally visited his design institute. I asked for a long time, and he finally taught me how to make cheongsams. Making such a finished product is also the first dress I made."

Yang Qian looked very shy, "I'm afraid that this dress will make you hard to be elegant."

Cen Sufen took out the clothes in the exquisite carton, which was a cheongsam made of extremely gorgeous satin.

A cold plum is embroidered from the neckline to the shoulder and the skirt, giving the whole dress a traditional Chinese classical charm. The unique tailoring and fashion trend are not lacking. It can be said that it combines the essence of the merger between China and the West.

Anyone who sees it will be a dazzling piece of clothing, which is definitely a fine work of art.

Just looking at the capital of Yongrong, I don’t know how luxurious a woman is.

Cen Sufen's eyes lit up, "This dress is so beautiful! Sissi, is this really your own dress?"

"It was my drawing design and I made it myself. It was only a few years old. It was really a painstaking effort. I gave it to you the first time I made clothes. It really made you laugh."

"Oh, you are too humble. Such exquisite workmanship is better than famous designers. People who don't know, think you are learning fashion design!" Cen Sufen praised and suddenly remembered something, Exclaimed, "Mr Zhu you said, wouldn't it be Zhu Dingsheng, an international cheongsam designer?"

"It's him." She nodded.

"The cheongsam he designed has won international awards. It is really rare for you to get his advice."

"I did expend a lot of energy. As long as you like this auntie."

"Like, like, like very much!" Cen Sufen praised three times in a row, walked to the mahogany chair in the living room, and showed the clothes to Yan Song, "Master, look, are these clothes beautiful?"

Yan Song looked at the cheongsam and his eyes flashed unexpectedly. "Very good."

"Uncle Yan, hello." Yang Qian greeted with a smile, "I haven't seen you in a long time, are you in good health?"

Yan Song nodded, "How are your parents doing?"

"Thanks for caring, they are fine."

"Sit down." Yan Song compared the chairs.

"No, I'm a junior, just stand." Yang Qian said politely.

"How to stand, sit down quickly." Cen Sufen pressed Yang Qian to one of the mahogany chairs and sat down, beckoning to the servant, "I still don't have tea. Hey, by the way, Sissi, what do you like to drink? tea?"

"Anyway."

"Then come to the pot of Longjing tea. People gave me a few catties of Longjing. The top is tender and the top is tender. That taste is good. Your Uncle Yan is reluctant to drink it and can't buy it with money."

"Then Yang Qian is really honored." She looked flattered.

"You gave me such a precious gift, it should be." The more satisfied Cen Sufen looked at Yang Qian, "Si Qian, listen to your parents, do you still have no boyfriend?"

"Well." She smiled. "I used to focus only on studying, and only my career after graduation. I didn't have time to find it."

"You are such an excellent girl, that is not worthy of most people." Cen Sufen asked tentatively, "I don't know what do you think of our family Shi Ting?"

"Since I was young, Brother Shi Ting has always been the object I adore." Yang Qian said, bowing her head sheepishly.

"Yo!" Cen Sufen clapped his hands. "That's a good time to love. Sissi, if you are our daughter-in-law of the Yan family, don't you know if you want to?"

Yang Qian blushed, "Auntie, I went to the West to be educated, and I have a straight temperament. I don't want to turn around, if I can marry Brother Se Ting, that's my luck."