Chapter 65 (2/2)

”Xiaoye! Is this your new dress? It's very special! ”

With a smile, ye mianmianmian turned off the ironing machine, then put it aside and looked at general manager Yang with a smile.

”Yes, just made it!”

”The clothes you designed are more and more smart. By the way, how are you preparing for the music festival? ”

”I communicated with several designers in the afternoon, and they didn't have any special ideas, so this time I decided to make it myself. About three will do... ”

General manager Yang reached out and patted her on the shoulder, ”OK, since it's you who do it yourself, I'm relieved. If you have any difficulty, come to me at any time. I've already given you a good name

”Thank you for your trust.”

Ye Mianmian thanks with a smile.

After general manager Yang left, she picked up her new clothes and packed them.

This is her new dress for mu Hanchuan.

A long time ago, she promised to make him a dress.

Wei Zheng, suddenly, general manager Yang went back and turned back, holding an express package.

”Just passing by the front desk, I signed it for you.”

”Thank you, Mr. Yang!”

Ye mianmianmian reaches for the package.

General manager Yang waved, turned and walked out.

The package is square, wrapped in Lavender colored wrapping paper, with an express number on it.

The standard number of the recipient's address and name, as well as telephone number, but did not leave the sender's information.

She picked it up and shook it. There was a sound inside.

She picked up the paper-cut knife, cut the transparent tape outside, and then tear it apart.

Inside is a kraft paper box.

She opened the kraft paper. Inside was a box of roasted golden crisp chestnut cake. The smell of it made the population flow.

She took a piece and put it to her mouth. She took a bite. It was crispy, soft and glutinous. The rich chestnut flavor was irresistible.

This is her favorite chestnut cake. It seems that she has never eaten it since she fell out with Qin lie.

At this time, she ate one mouthful after another, and countless sweet pictures flashed through her mind.

There were only seven or eight chestnut cakes in this small bag. They should be baked now. There was still temperature in her hand. They were crisp and fragrant. She couldn't control them for a moment, so she ate them all.

After eating, he belched contentedly.

Wait. Who gave it to her?

The taste of this chestnut cake is very similar to that made by Qin's mother before, and she can't imagine which shop in Shencheng made it.

After all, after so many years away, Shencheng is not the same as before.

For a long time, she picked up the packing box and looked at it carefully. The kraft paper, including the top of the outer packing box, was all blank, without any contact information of the store.