【123】She is like a passionate rose

Yu Lingqian opened his mouth dispassionately, "You deal with it."

"Then I really will handle it." Putting down his coffee, he turned to Mu Anran and said, "Come with me."

"Ah? Okay!" Mu Anran stood up, still clueless as to why Yu Lingqian had brought her here in the first place.

It wasn't until Ye Zhuoming pressed her in front of the vanity and said, "Little sister-in-law, standing behind you is Paris's most cutting-edge fashion designer, please rest assured and entrust yourself to me," did she begin to grasp the situation.

Designer?

Mu Anran froze for a moment: Aren't all the designers in rumors supposed to be gay and flamboyant?

Ye Zhuoming's cold and hard demeanor, combined with this image and costume design, really had a kind of weird cuteness to it.

Two hours later—

Ye Zhuoming was the first to push open the partition door.

With long strides, he walked over to the sofa and lit a cigarette.