But! Lan Weiwan suddenly had such an idea, which he had never had before.

"Well, I'll work overtime tonight. I'll pick you up after my overtime." Baron An continued.

Hearing Zhunjue An's words, Lan Weiwan, who was already surprised and shocked, was no longer in the mood to eat. He could only finish the meal in a hurry, then drove his car out of the garage and went to the studio.

Uncharacteristically, Lord An stood at the door and watched Lan Weiwan slowly drive out of the house. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he fleetingly thought about what happened tonight.

A tall man was standing at the door of the studio, with an unknown package in his hand. When Lan Weiwan drove to the studio, his sunglasses almost fell off in shock!

Has the studio provoked anyone recently? Or have I provoked someone recently? There should be no one except Xu Xiying, and Xu Xiying must be busy with her father's affairs at home now, so what time will she have to treat others here?

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After Lan Weiwan parked the car in the parking lot, he planned to sneak in quietly, but! There was only one door in the studio, and no matter how he walked, he would be discovered by the man. Forget it, he had to walk through it from both sides, so why not?

Let's go in a big way.

"Brother, are you also here to customize clothes?" Lan Weiwan slowly walked to the man's side and seemed to be talking casually, but in fact he was considering the man's height and weight, and the chance of escaping in a fight between the two of them.

how many.

"Haha, I heard that the clothes here are pretty good, so I'm coming over to take a look today." Lan Weiwan said, raising her slender hands to brush her hair, and showed an innocent smile to the elder brother at the door.

When the man was sure that Lan Weiwan was talking to him, he slowly turned around and softly said a few words to Lan Weiwan: "Hello, Mrs. An."

Upon hearing these words, Lan Weiwan's smile completely froze at the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I'm not Mrs. An. You got the wrong person." Lan Weiwan looked around and saw that Chen Rui and the others were not here yet, only him. The best way at the moment was to run.

"Mrs. An, how could I admit the wrong person? It's..." Zhang Xiang was about to continue when he saw Lan Weiwan turn around and start running.

Zhang Xiang was puzzled, and then he remembered what Lord An had told him, "Protect her well, and don't let her get hurt at all when I'm not around."

So Zhang Xiang quickly followed him.

Hearing the footsteps behind him step by step, Lan Weiwan felt anxious and angry. If he had known, he would have asked Baron Count An to send him here this morning!

"Mrs. An, why are you running? Mrs. An?" Zhang Xiang shouted from behind Lan Weiwan.

Why should I run! Why should I run? If I don’t run, I’m afraid I will be captured by you and given to your master!

Zhang Xiang had no choice but to follow Lan Weiwan step by step.

Lan Weiwan ran to his sports car, quickly pressed the key, opened the door and got in. Seeing Lan Weiwan's move, Zhang Xiang refused to accept it, so he quickened his pace and walked to Lan Weiwan's car window.

Shouting: "Mrs. An, what are you going to do?"

Lan Weiwan sat in the car and looked at the man outside the window, and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. Looking over again, he seemed to be the man in front of Zhunjue An's company two days ago.

"You...what are you going to do? Let me tell you, if you dare to hurt me, Baron An and the entire An family will not let you go." Lan Weiwan said and drove away.

"Mrs. An, what are you talking about? I am the bodyguard arranged by Mr. An for Mrs. An," Zhang Xiang scratched his head and said in confusion.

"Bodyguard, bodyguard? Whose bodyguard?" Lan Weiwan asked while looking at the man outside the car window.

"Madam, your bodyguard! Mr. An told me yesterday and asked me if I would like to come here to protect my wife. Mr. An said that while he was away, he was worried that someone would hurt my wife." Zhang Xiang said, and he seemed to understand why he just came here.

Lan Weiwan would behave like that when he saw himself.

After Lan Weiwan heard Zhang Xiang's words, he realized what a ridiculous thing he had just done.

"Ah, that's right. I thought, I thought you were here to make clothes." Lan Weiwan said, opened the car door and walked out.

"Isn't this studio owned by Madam? Why did Madam just say that she also comes here to make clothes?" Zhang Xiang asked standing next to Lan Weiwan. Lan Weiwan became even more slender against his tall body.

Can't you just expose me? Lan Weiwan complained silently in her heart.

"Ah... I thought, I thought you were here to cause trouble..." Lan Weiwan smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Xiang looked at Lan Weiwan, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said to Lan Weiwan: "Sorry, Madam, I thought Mr. An had already told you, I just scared Madam."

Lan Weiwan looked at Zhang Xiang, then looked at the black suit he was wearing today and the big baggage he was carrying. Anyone who sees it would feel uneasy, right?

I am also an ordinary person! Of course, when something goes wrong, I have to take the most preferable countermeasures!

"Yes, this is my studio, come with me." Lan Weiwan said, suddenly thinking that she still didn't know the name of the bodyguard that Lord An had found for her, she asked: "By the way, what's your name?"

Where’s the name? I don’t know yet.”

"Madam, my name is Zhang Xiang. Everyone in the village calls me Dayong." Zhang Xiang said following Lan Weiwan.

"Zhang Xiang, Zhang Xiang, I remember it." Lan Weiwan said, and then opened the door to the studio.

After Lan Weiwan walked in, he found that Zhang Xiang had not come in, so he turned around and asked in confusion: "What's the matter? Why are you standing in the question building and not coming in?"

"Mr. An asked me to protect my wife, I just need to stand here." Zhang Xiang said while standing at the door.

"You are my bodyguard, not a security guard. Only security guards stand at the door. It just so happens that there are some chores that need to be done in the studio, why don't you do it first?" Lan Weiwan looked at Zhang Xiang and asked.

"Okay, okay, madam, although I don't have much education, I am very strong! When I was on the construction site, I could lift several sixty-kilogram bricks by myself!" Zhang Xiang heard.

Lan Weiwan arranged a task for herself, and she felt happy in her heart.

After all, Zhunjue An's monthly salary is several times that of working on a construction site. If he just takes money but does nothing, Zhang Xiang will feel uneasy. Now that he has an errand to do, he feels at ease.

The first draft of the cheongsam that Mrs. Zhang needs has been designed. Lan Weiwan is going to cut the fabric and then model it on the model, revising it bit by bit.
Chapter completed!