Chatper 352 (1/2)

Seeing this, Ning Donghang was actually very disappointed and distressed. He knew that Yan Xiluo must be missing Qiao Moli. But Qiao Moli, alas, Ning Donghang sighed deeply, Qiao Moli is now with Triumph, such a half-hearted man, it is difficult for Xiluo to find happiness.

Even though he thought so in his heart, Dong Hang never mentioned anything about Qiao Moli. He handed the juice in his hand to Yan Xiluo, and said softly, "Xiluo, in a few days, there will be a grand ceremony in the Roman Forum. Let's go to the Flower Fair together, shall we?"

"Thank you." Yan Xiluo took the juice, politely nodded to Ning Donghang to express his gratitude, and then asked strangely, "Flower fair?"

"Yes, when the time comes, the whole square will be filled with all kinds of flowers, which are very beautiful, shall we go and see them together?" Ning Donghang asked Yan Xiluo for his opinion.

Yan Xiluo has lived here for a long time, and this is the first time I heard that there is a flower fair, presumably it's because I often live in seclusion?

Looking at Ning Donghang's expectant eyes, Yan Xiluo felt that he could not refuse his kind invitation, so he simply agreed generously, "Okay, when will it start?"

There was a bright smile on Ning Donghang's face, and he was almost jumping up with joy! Xiluo agreed, and Xiluo actually agreed to go to the flower show with him, which means that she will definitely come out of Qiao Moli's abyss. out.

"It will be done in a few days." Ning Donghang's crystal brightened, and his whole body was in high spirits.

Yan Xiluo felt a little embarrassed. In fact, she hadn't promised Ning Donghang anything for so long. On the contrary, Ning Donghang had been taking care of her carefully and watching her face everywhere.

"I promise you, I will live a good life. Don't try to make me happy." Yan Xiluo smiled lightly, but only she knew that this bright smile never reached her eyes, and her heart was still filled with depression.

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Xuancheng.

In the past few days, Triumph has started a super working mode. She drew page after page of design drafts, filling up her desk.

But as a professional designer, she has to admit that these are very different from the design drafts that Qiao Moli took a fancy to before!

Every time she realizes this, she feels irritated and wants to shout out, but she can't believe it, she really can't compare to that stylist!

Triumph cleaned up her restlessness, sat at the desk and started working seriously, but it wasn't until night fell outside the window that she found helplessly that she really hadn't drawn a commendable design draft.

Although the works she painted look beautiful, they have no soul, just like empty packaging, without any connotation.

"Ugh--!"

Sighing deeply, Triumph finally admitted the gap between herself and the makeup designer who didn't want to be known.