"Your idea isn't bad! I'll discuss it with your family when I have time."
Right now, Beiming Wuji despised his son, Beiming Han for embarrassing him so much that he became a laughing stock among the whole high society.
Long Xuxu pressed her face against Beiming Wuji's chest, her eyes filled with coldness.
If Beiming Han didn't make things easy for her, she would naturally do the same to him.
Didn't he want to be with Gu Qingxin by hook or by crook?
She would certainly not let him have his way!
...
In the blink of an eye, another month passed, and the weather slowly became warmer.
The sample dresses of Gu Qingxin and Bai Qianqian had been made and were displayed in the clothing department of Sheng Ming Corporation.
Gu Qingxin looked at these twenty magnificent gowns, each one the result of her and everyone else's hard work. During the past month, they had revised and refined every detail over and over again until the sample dresses were perfect without a single flaw.
