Jing Mohao did not give a direct answer, but just comforted, "Don't worry, she will not appear in the company in the future.
The mainstream design of the company is still under your control."
Wen Xiqin knew it in her heart.
She had long heard that Jing Mohao had a woman at home.
The fact that he was talking about him like this showed that this person was exactly the talkative person she saw at the backstage of the "Xingyao Cup" Girl, no wonder the honor that belonged to her was taken away in the last competition.
It turned out that she had an affair with Jing Mohao, but she was just being played by a man.
As long as her design status with Jing Mohao was not jeopardized, she Anything is fine. \ Wen Xiqin put down the drawings in her hands and smiled magnanimously, "Okay, then I will sacrifice myself as a Pomeranian and smile, but should you also give me some compensation?"
Jing Mohao's eyes flashed and he said cheerfully, "Just say whatever you want."
Wen Xiqin leaned forward slightly and said in a clear voice, "When do you plan to return to Australia?"
Jing Mohao's eyes darkened, but he covered them up in an instant, and said teasingly, "Why are you homesick too?
Do you miss a man?"
Wen Xiqin's momentary confusion was keenly caught by the man, and she hurriedly covered it up, "What are you talking about?
I just want to go back and see my family.
You must tell me in advance when you leave.
I want to go back with you."
Jing Mohao fell back and leaned on the back of the seat, with a leisurely look on his face, "Okay, I can't agree to such a small thing.
I have known you for so long."
Wen Xiqin snapped her fingers at him heroically, patted the corner of the table and stood up, "Then it's settled, I'll leave this month's manuscript to you, and I won't harass you again next month."
Wen Xiqin has been Mo Yao's royal designer for so many years and Jing Mohao's repertoire.
The outside world doesn't know who the true identity of this designer Lushan, who is so valued by Jing Mohao, is.
She has always claimed that she lives in a secluded mountain villa in the suburbs and devotes herself to design.
She does not usually appear in the company.
She only needs to submit one piece of work to Mo Yao every month as his latest work.
However, there has been very little creativity and improvement in design over the years.
The occasional design is probably copied from that unknown person.
Jing Mohao would not believe it if she said that she had been concentrating on design.
Seeing that she was leaving, Jing Mohao also stood up with her, "Let's see you off."
Wen Xiqin quickly waved her hand towards him, "I don't have such a big face, just rest.
I'm leaving.
See you later."
Jing Mohao raised his chin towards her slightly, "See you later."
Wen Xiqin walked out on high heels, while Jing Mohao held his pocket and stared at the crack in the door where the woman left.
The kindness on his face disappeared in an instant, his sinister eyes were squandered, and the corners of his lips pursed forcefully.
If a designer cannot be familiar with the design ideas of her impressive work, there is only one possibility, and that is that the work is not her own source of inspiration at all.
The producer of this bracelet is none other than Luo Xi. .
It was nonsense for Wen Xiqin to want to go home to visit relatives.
With such a cold temperament, how could she be homesick, and he knew the reason.
Thinking of the woman at home who worked hard every day, Jing Mohao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the landline number of Jingrui Haoting.
The long wait made the man's originally calm mood start to become anxious.
Finally, just a second before the man was about to explode, Luo Xi answered the phone and said, "Hello" Although Luo Xi's voice was cold, it was enough to turn into rain and dew to extinguish the man's brewing anger.
"I'm cooking."
The man's tone contained an unconscious tenderness
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