C124 (2/2)

Han Yang who was on the other end of the phone was a little surprised, because the Young Master was never such a romantic person.

”Is it a Christmas present for Young Mistress?”

Han Mo's face instantly darkened. Qiao Xinran! How could he have forgotten that there was still Qiao Xinran?

But was she worthy of his gift? That woman was merely a servant bought by him, but she had the title of Young Mistress. How could she be qualified for him to give her a present?

Rather than letting her get a present, it was better to let her have a look!

He wanted her to see him spend a romantic Christmas with her best friend!

Seeing that he did not speak, Han Yang seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing and quickly replied and hung up.

How would the Qiao Xinran at this time know that she had already fallen into the schemes of some people?

Staring at the blueprints in front of her blankly, she came back to study all the blueprints in front of her and also found a few samples of famous designers. However, her mind was completely blank, all the inspiration she had just now was completely scared off by Uncle Chang's few words.

Uncle Chang was true, it would have been fine if she just told him the truth, if he had to say something so scary, it would be true. She was most afraid of guessing others' words and thoughts.

However, no matter how Uncle Chang scared her, she still believed that person would not have any ill intentions towards her.

She would not have so many theories and calculations. She only knew that a person could feel whether they were good or bad for her.

People should always be careful when interacting with each other.

Unlike some devils, who only knew how to behave in a renal manner, he was simply an animal!

When he thought of Han Mo, all he could think of was to curse at him.

No way, no way. I have to focus!

She simply walked to the window and opened it. The night wind was somewhat chilly, causing her to tremble all over. However, her mind had also instantly become clear.

Love should be divided into many different types, right?

Those who could not, like Li Moli, asked what love was in this world that directly taught people how to live and die together.

There is also a type of mutual help, it is better to forget about the freedom of the martial arts world.

Since ancient times, what one could not obtain was always the best.

Those that had been passed down and caused others to feel pity for them had all ended up as tragedies, hadn't they?

Love, thunderous, there are calm as water.

But often, the fierce and fierce ended up with nothing. However, it could be carved into one's heart for the rest of one's life.

Only those who were as calm as water could know each other and live together forever. However, how many people were able to hold on to such a dull life?

Love is varied, not a limited thing, not a single model!

Tragic love is, of course, more tear-provoking, but compared to design, it seems a little too negative.

A thought flashed through her mind. Since this was the case, then she might as well not limit herself to the design versions of the past and reset her own series!

There wasn't enough time to close the window. He picked up the brush and started to draw, as if he had been possessed by a devil. His entire body seemed to have entered a crazed state.

The sun rose and set, and when the sunlight shone into the room and onto her body, Qiao Xinran stretched lazily, yawning profusely.