Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 925 was taken down just like that?
"Can't he have some shame?"

Liu Qianqian was holding the red envelope in her hand, speechless.

During the Spring Festival, she not only received red envelopes from her parents-in-law, but also received a mysterious gift from Xiangyang, which she did not have time to open.

But this "big gift" from little John really made her laugh and cry.

There are actually people who would stuff free coffee coupons into red envelopes. This kind of thought process is something that ordinary people cannot match.

"Let me see."

Xiangyang came over with a big smile and looked at his wife face to face.

Well, don't say that.

The printing quality of this batch of COSTA COFE coffee coupons is pretty good, but the patterns are a bit ordinary.

If they are to be more relevant and supportive of large-scale sporting events held by HYS in China, then the coffee coupons must be redesigned.

Cycling, marathon and football should be separated.

"It's a holiday, can't you think about something else?" Liu Qianqian suddenly felt that her husband's brain should also be scanned with a CT scan.

Aren't you angry?

"Why should I be angry? Don't forget how many years I have been dealing with him." Xiangyang couldn't control his hands as he spoke, gently stroking the hair on Liu Qianqian's back.

There was no trace of disdain in his words.

Instead, he was persuading his wife not to take it to heart.

After all, Laura also prepared red envelopes for the two babies, Muxin and Zhiyin.

Again.

With their current income, things like Spring Festival red envelopes are just a token of their appreciation, and the amount is actually not important at all.

The red envelope he prepared for little JoJo only contained 5 dollars.

That's right.

Not dollars, not euros.

But it’s RMB.

At little JoJo's age, he would be very happy if he was given a candy to lick, so what else does he need a bicycle for?

No, the bicycle had already been delivered.

"Tsk, I'd better see what my parents-in-law gave me." After being with Xiangyang for a long time, Liu Qianqian was also influenced by him unconsciously.

It’s not that the two children have brought much change to her life, but she feels that she cares more about the ordinary details in life than before.

Don't say it.

When she received the red envelope, she was secretly delighted and even grinned at the table. Mu Xin and Zhi Yin, who didn't understand, said, "Mom will keep it for you guys first~"

I can finally say this with a clear conscience.

"Don't you want to see what I gave you?" Xiangyang felt a little jealous.

Doesn’t my wife have any interest in the Hermès ribbon that is visible to the naked eye on the packaging bag?
"Hehe~ Don't be in a hurry." Liu Qianqian turned her head and glanced at Xiangyang.

Seeing that he was looking at her seriously, she couldn't help but smile slightly, and her gently shaking pupils instinctively told her inner thoughts.

He leaned forward, kissed Xiangyang on the cheek and smiled:
"Even you are mine, why would I be afraid that the gift will run away?"

"."Xiang Yang felt that after this series of moves, his heart was itching.

What is a lipstick box or not?

None of them are worth as much as this gentle kiss.

"Okay, then you can count the money here, little money-grubber." Xiangyang responded by kissing Liu Qianqian on the lips, then stood up. "I'm going to sit with my parents for a while."

"Hate it, I'll go with you." Liu Qianqian, who just wanted to feel the festive atmosphere, patted Xiangyang's arm in an angry manner.

This stinky guy is such a killjoy.

Are you a money-grubber just because you count money?
Why don’t you tell me that when the two little guys, Mu Xin and Zhi Yin, saw the gold-plated words on the red envelope, their eyes were also shining.

"Bullshit, they just think the golden glow is fun." Xiang Yang disagreed with what Liu Qianqian said about Mu Xin and Zhi Yin.

He is not greedy for money.

My daughter will never be greedy for money.

Holding his wife's hand and pushing open the door, Xiangyang smiled and said, thinking of the scene at the dinner table, "I tell you, the way little JoJo held the red envelope tightly just now must have been inspired by little John."

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Liu Qianqian's smile was not at all angelic.

What surprised them was that when they arrived at the north room, the red envelope that Xiangyang had forced into little JoJo's hand was still in his hand.

Crumpled.

The north room is big, and Lao Xiang and Lao Zhao are there.

Mu Xin, Zhi Yin and JoJo were also there.

In addition to them, Little John, Laura and Bi Shafer also had places to sit, but after Xiangyang and Liu Qianqian came back, the space in the room became obviously a little crowded.

Xiangyang walked into the house with a smile and saw that little JoJo had been defending the red envelope he gave her for so long. The wrinkled red envelope was not only wet, but also had several bite marks. He couldn't help but shook his head.

"Come here, JoJo, let me hug you."

After he finished speaking, Liu Qianqian, who was also amused by this scene, joined in the fun, "JoJo is so well behaved~ Do you want to lift her up~"

"Cuckoo~"

The chubby little JoJo seemed to know exactly who she should please among the group of people. She raised her chubby little hands towards Liu Qianqian.

"Okay, you like your godmother, right?" Xiangyang was angrily. This little guy is really a piece of shit.

The red envelope in your hand was given by me.

What my wife gave you has already gone into your father's pocket.

In fact, even if they only stuffed 5 dollars into the bag to show off, Xiangyang and Little John would not gain any advantage in this confrontation.

Who can blame his wife, who is beautiful and kind-hearted, and has already prepared a big red envelope for little JoJo.

In this regard, even Lao Xiang, who has always disliked and been wary of little JoJo, gave equally generous red envelopes to all three children.

Bea Schaffer's small purse was also bulging.

Liu Xixi told me that this little foreigner who followed her son didn't even have a boyfriend, so Lao Xiang and Lao Zhao specially prepared one for her.

Even though Zhao Xin didn’t come, there are still some.

Laura is a young looking girl, and she has that too.

It is even more unlikely that Liu Xixi’s is missing.

As for Xiangyang and Little John?

Lao Xiang generously slapped the car keys on the table, indicating that he had to work overtime during the Spring Festival and would not need the car.

Whoever of you wants to use it can use it. He is definitely not a stingy person.

But remember to fill up the gas tank.

"Ba, bao~"

Seeing their little friend being held by her beautiful mother, Mu Xin and Zhi Yin didn't know whether they were jealous or wanted to compete for her favor. They raised their arms, not knowing whether they were saying "Dad" or "hold".

"Okay, okay, daddy will hold you." Xiangyang, who had just been defeated by JoJo, couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that the little cotton-padded jacket is really heartwarming.

Godson, nothing.

But Mu Xin and Zhi Yin both wanted to be hugged, so Xiang Yang was a little troubled.

"Yinyin, come to the Godfather~" Little John sneered as he picked up Zhiyin. He still had to take action at the critical moment.

But unlike Mu Xin and JoJo who stayed obediently in Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian's arms respectively, Zhiyin was much more naughty.

As soon as she was carried back to her seat by Little John, she became very interested in the coat that was casually spread on the sofa.

To be more precise, I was interested in the few red things that were sticking out from the inner pocket of the coat.

After fiddling around in Little John's arms for a while, she climbed onto Laura's lap, and then.
"Oh, the coat is dirty. I'll hang it up." Little John realized something was wrong and quickly stood up and picked up the coat just before Zhiyin was about to crawl to the coat under Laura's care.

Unfortunately.

The lining was stuffed full, and when he pulled it, a bulging red envelope fell out.

"Yinyin likes this~"

Having reaped a rich harvest, Bi Shaffer was quick to push the fallen red envelope directly in front of his friend.

Under the gaze of several people, Zhiyin seemed to understand the English spoken by Bi Shaffer. She nodded, slapped the red envelope with her little hand, and laughed, "Hehehe~".

Then, pat
Such a lovely scene made Bi Shafer's eyes light up, "Haha, so interesting~"

"Interesting, isn't it~" Laura was also close to the water tower. She smiled and hugged her friend in her arms, and at the same time, stuffed the red envelope she was playing with into her hands.

Maybe he had long envied JoJo for having all the fun, and the thick red envelope was held tightly in his hand by his soulmate.

Through what she has seen and heard, she also knows the significance of red envelopes during the Spring Festival.

On the side, Mu Xin, who was in Xiangyang's arms, had a drooping mouth and looked unhappy.

JoJo and her sister all had shiny things to play with, but she was the only one who had Xiangyang pricking the back of her smooth hands with his stubble.

"Quick, give her one." Seeing Mu Xin groaning twice, Liu Qianqian's eyes instantly moistened. She slapped Xiang Yang, who was still busy bullying her daughter, and said, "Don't prick her, it hurts."

Xiangyang said "Oh", stopped his unreliable movements and looked around.

He came back wearing casual clothes, so there must be no red envelope in his pocket.

He is the poorest person in the house now.

"Why are you looking at me?" Little John looked at his friend in surprise.

"Ah?" Xiangyang was stunned. When did I look at you?

But as he and Little John stared at each other, everyone in the north room's eyes were fixed on Little John's exquisite coat.

Little John: "."

In this situation, he had no choice but to reluctantly take out another red envelope from his coat pocket.

But there is also an advantage to doing this.

He spent the entire night with his three babies without anyone else in the house having to worry about them.

He has become a full-time dad, patiently letting the little ones chatter in front of him.

Perhaps because they have been together since birth, the friendship between the three little ones is difficult for adults to understand.

Not long after they sat together, the dry and wrinkled red envelope in little JoJo's hand was in Zhiyin's hand for a while, and then in Muxin's hand.

Anyway, he had nothing.

He was still interested in helping Zhiyin grab all three red envelopes, and after being hit twice, he helped Muxin, and then was hit a few more times.
Little John also tried to join in.

But every time he stretched out his hand, the three babies would sing high notes in a rhythmic manner as if they had agreed beforehand, which scared him so much that he quickly stuffed the red envelopes he had just received into their hands one by one, letting them repeat the cycle over and over again.

"Haha, you know what, little John is really good at dealing with children." After freeing up her energy to watch TV with her parents-in-law and chat with Laura and Bea Shaffer, Liu Qianqian finally sat back next to Xiangyang.

He poked it with his finger and asked, "Why don't you go over there?"

"Me?" Xiang Yang shook his head. "One referee is enough. I would be redundant."

"You are the best at making excuses." Liu Qianqian pouted.

"Really? If you don't believe me, go over there. The three of them will definitely cry right away." Xiang Yang, who had nothing to do from beginning to end, was actually observing the whole time.

He finally realized that the three little guys were teaming up to make fun of the fool.

It's better not to join in the fun if you have nothing to do.

"They seem to be having a lot of fun playing together." Liu Xixi was quite surprised that little John could play with the little ones for such a long time.

"You seemed to be having a good time chatting with my parents just now."

"." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips, "Why, are you unhappy about what mom said just now?"

"No, how could it be?"

Xiang Yang pouted.

But the show was playing the TV series that Deng Chao had mentioned when Liu Xixi's actor friends came to their house last time.

Lao Zhao and Lao Xiang just looked.

But when I have nothing to do, I will ask Liu Xixi when "The Legend of Zhen Huan" will be released.

I also asked my daughter-in-law when she would film a period or historical drama like this.

"Wife, you know what I mean. I'm worried that you're too busy and don't have time to rest." Xiang Yang said, and a hint of cunning flashed in Liu Qianqian's eyes.

Is this a sign of loosening up?
She knew why Xiangyang opposed her making TV series but not movies.

There is still a gap between the two in the handling of characters' emotions.

Xiangyang is particularly concerned about this, and rightfully so.

It would be a big problem if he just didn't care and didn't even feel jealous.

In fact, Liu Qianqian, who had always understood better than anyone else, put her arm around Xiangyang's arm, rested her chin on Xiangyang's shoulder, and said behind his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Okay~ If I really come across a good script, I'll show it to you first, okay?"

"???"

Xiangyang turned his head and said "Hmm?" in confusion.

Damn, it turns out my wife really has thoughts in this regard!
Isn’t it said that pregnancy makes people stupid for three years?
How can you be so smart?

After swallowing his throat, Xiang Yang thought for a moment and said, "I'm worried that you'll be tired. The filming of a TV series will take several months on the set."

"That's easy. I can just make a short drama. Just like 'My Altay' directed by Gong Li, it has a short production cycle and can be of high quality if there is enough funding." Liu Qianqian winked at Xiangyang.

She felt just as little John could be childish sometimes.

Xiangyang also has it.

To coax.

As it happens, she has patience in this regard.

Because, it’s to coax my husband.

"Let's go back to the house. I'm a little curious about the gift you gave me." After saying this softly, Liu Qianqian blew a breath of hot air into Xiangyang's ear.
(End of this chapter)