This time, Guan Yuqing did her duty faithfully and stopped the person outside the director's room forcefully and politely.

She said that Director Jiang was very busy and had already told her not to see anyone. If anything happened, she could leave a message and she would pass it on.

If it were the previous Ya-Ren, and the general manager came in person, it would be impossible for the design director to miss him.

But that was in the past, and today's Yaren, as a general manager, is unable to do anything.

But, fortunately, there is only a long way to go.

He still has a chance, so there is no need to rush.

Before He Wen left, he told Guan Yuqing that today was the first time for the new management to enter the company. He had reserved a private room at a Japanese restaurant near the company in the evening to welcome a dinner party, and asked her to inform Director Jiang to come with him.

Guan Yuqing politely agreed.

When she talked about this with Jiang Weicheng, Jiang Weicheng said without raising her head that she had other things to be busy with after get off work, and just asked her to go with An Kai and the others.

She didn't quite understand He Wen's thoughts. If she were in another position, she wouldn't be like him, entangled in things that are no longer possible to turn back.

There was no way to avoid work, but she definitely didn't want to get involved in it and interact with them in her private time.

Besides, when she said she was busy, it wasn't just an excuse.

Something is really wrong with her.

She had to get rid of Huo Xichen's clothes for the magazine shoot in the next few days.

Thinking of Huo Xichen, Jiang Weicheng's thoughts focused on work involuntarily stopped.

Huo Xichen applied to Editor-in-Chief Qing to wear the men's clothing designed by her when he was shooting for the magazine.

"Shengshi" - as the first new issue jointly launched after the joint publication, will inevitably devote more resources to building momentum.

In the words of Huo Xichen who later showed off to her for praise, the launch of the first issue of "Prosperous Age" is destined to attract much attention. If her design appears on it, it is equivalent to free advertising.

That day was her last day in H City. It happened to be Sunday and the school had a half-day holiday. He came to the old house specially to act as her physical model for her to measure. After all, these clothes were the ones he would wear in the future.

"Am I very smart, Chengcheng?"

He stood in front of her, opened his arms in cooperation, lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him with concentration and gentleness.

Because she wanted to measure her waist, she had to put her hands around his back. It felt like she was actively leaning over to hug him, making his heart sway.

"Yeah, very smart."

She opened her mouth to praise him, but her tone was a little light.

She later heard Chief Editor Qing tell her about this, and he laughed and said that Huo Xichen was worthy of being her student, and he was really protective of her.

Although he was very polite and humble at the banquet before, and he was thorough in all aspects of etiquette, but from his words and deeds, it can be seen that he is the type who talks less and has a relatively cold personality.

But as soon as he talked about her, he immediately began to praise her in various ways. Not only did he talk more, his smile could not be concealed, but his eyes became bright and vivid.

She actually didn't want to agree to it at first. After all, it was the first issue and she wanted to find more famous brands to lay the foundation of the magazine.

But she didn't know what was going on at the time. Looking at the appearance of the young man in front of her, she felt that it would be too cruel not to agree to him. When she came to her senses, she had already nodded in agreement.

"That student of yours is poisonous, really poisonous..." No wonder Editor-in-Chief Qing said this. With her age, experience, and long-term exposure to the fashion industry, she has long been immune to handsome men, but that's it.

It is rare to see a young man who has not yet entered the society, but he suddenly shakes her heart.

But at the end, Editor-in-Chief Qing changed the topic, "But, is he really your student?

Don't blame me for talking too much, but I'm really curious."

"He's not a student. He was my assistant for a while."

Jiang Weicheng actually heard what the other party wanted to ask.

"Oh, that's it. No wonder."

Editor-in-Chief Qing nodded and did not ask any more questions. Everyone was smart and would not speak too clearly.

After all, Huo Xichen can wear clothes designed by anyone. He would suggest this just for her sake.

Jiang Weicheng's tone was only slightly lighter, but he immediately heard: "What's wrong with you?"

She didn't speak, lowered her head to write down the numbers. After finishing writing, she looked up at him and said, "Turn around."

This was to measure the width of the shoulders and back. He turned around obediently, but he still couldn't help but turn his head frequently to look at the person behind him.

"You seem to have grown a little taller, and your shoulders are wider than last year."

She measured and spoke.

"Of course, didn't I tell you earlier that I'm not a child?"

He still thought she was weird, and was about to ask again when her voice came from behind him.

"Xiao Chen, my trip to S City this time may last for more than two years."

After two years of hard work, she built a network of contacts as a design director. After two years, no matter whether she can obtain three million investment funds, she is unlikely to return to H City to set up a personal studio.

In the future, if the studio's business goes smoothly, becomes famous, and continues to expand, she may go to other cities, but the foundation of "Orange" Studio will definitely be established in S City. She doesn't know how long it will take in the early stage.

And he will also have his own life, and his college career alone will last four years.

Meetings like this will become less and less common in the future.

"In the past few days, I have thought about it seriously for a long time. I feel that I cannot be so selfish. Even though the relationship between us has not officially begun, I think I should still give you an explanation..."

If it were the willful and domineering Huo Xichen before, she might not have said this, but he is so serious now, so serious that she cannot ignore his existence at all.

The smile on the young man's lips froze. He turned sideways to look at her, but she lowered her head to record the data again without looking at him.

"Chengcheng..." He lowered his breathing and softened his voice for fear of disturbing her.

"Xiaochen, I admit, you are a really handsome boy, hard-working and cute.

However, for me now, feelings are not the most important thing.

I have a dream that I really want to realize. Before that, I won’t accommodate anyone—"

"I don't need your accommodation!"

He was obviously panicked. He rarely interrupted her like this now, "I said before, I don't want you to respond to me now. I just hope that you don't fall in love with others before I grow up...

"

"Then what?

I give you hope, but in the end I still can’t give you anything. This is not fair to you at all.”

She stood up slowly, put down her pen, and looked up at him, "Xiao Chen, you are still young. You will soon find that forgetting does not take long..."

He looked at her blankly, his narrow and beautiful eyes gradually filled with panic and confusion: "No, why did you suddenly say this?

Have I disturbed you by showing up all the time lately?

Then I'll try to bother you as little as possible in the future. In fact, I'm really busy, with a lot of homework and test papers. I shouldn't show up again before I go to college.

Sister, don’t say such things..."

Her lowered posture, helpless and gentle tone made her heart ache.

"Huo Xichen..." She sighed lowly, "I will design these sets of clothes carefully and make them with great care.

I will tell Editor-in-Chief Qing that after I finish shooting for the magazine, I will give you all the clothes and treat them as gifts."

"What gift? I don't want a gift, I just want you... What's wrong with you? Weren't you all fine before?"

He didn't like this feeling very much. He felt empty and panicked in his heart, as if a bottomless hole suddenly appeared, swallowing him up and shattering his world into pieces.

He felt angry and annoyed, but more importantly, he felt boundless panic and powerlessness.

He suddenly reached out and hugged her into his arms, holding her tightly, as if this could make her change her mind and take back those words: "You said you would always be good to me in the future! You said that, that day on the Ferris wheel

Come on, you obviously promised it!"

"Well, if you can just treat me as your sister next time we meet, I will still fulfill this promise."

She didn't push him away, she even raised her hand and patted his tense back, "Xiaochen, I'll just be your sister, okay?"

not good!

Of course it’s not good!

How could it be okay!

He likes her, wants to kiss her and hold her anytime, anywhere, and wants to be an excellent person who can match her. When he stands next to her, everyone will feel that they are a very suitable couple.

He likes her so much, how could he only regard her as his sister?

He cupped her cheeks and held them firmly, lowering his head to kiss her.

He had suppressed it for several months. She had no idea how much he wanted to kiss her like this every time he saw her.

But now, what's the use of suppressing it?

But it's different, all the feelings are different.

It was like there was only the last orange light of the setting sun left in the sky before the dark night was approaching, and he wanted to take advantage of this light to hold her tightly.

But no matter how hard he tries, the light will go out and the night will eventually come.
To be continued...