C17 It Is Difficult for My Stepsister to Make Things Difficult for Me

After Mu Qinghuan left her room, she ran straight home.

When Mu Qinghuan entered the house and saw little kid, who was sitting in front of the table and being helped to eat breakfast by Chi Youran, she got angry.

If it wasn't for him, how could she have slept in the same bed with that man for the entire night?!

Thinking of the man's cold and handsome face, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel hot.

"Speak!" What happened yesterday? Do you know that I was nearly scared to death by you yesterday? " Mu Qinghuan shook her head and chased away the man's face from her mind. She looked at little kid solemnly.

The more Mu Qinghuan thought about it, the more frightened she became. Luckily, her son was fine. What if he really was lost?

She didn't even dare to think about it. The moment she thought about it, Mu Qinghuan's nose turned sour and tears almost fell from her eyes.

little kid saw that Mu Qinghuan's reaction scared him, so he immediately threw his little fat arm into Mu Qinghuan's arms. His voice also started to choke, "I know my mistake, Mommy!" I just... "I just saw that uncle looked very similar to me, that's why I wanted to follow him …"

"You …" Mu Qinghuan was astonished. She still felt heartache and heartache in her heart.

She always knew that her son yearned for fatherly love, but she never expected little kid to care so much.

For a moment, he couldn't bear to say any more words of blame. He could only hug little kid tightly and said softly, "Don't run around in the future and let Mommy worry."

Chi Youran, who was watching from the side, could not help but sigh.

Inwardly, he couldn't help but wonder, could the uncle little kid spoke of be Ji Chenyuan …?

With this incident, Mu Qinghuan just let little kid stay at home. Chi Youran happened to be resting today, so she asked her friend to stay at home and watch over little kid while she went to work.

As soon as she entered the company, Mu Qinghuan's assistant came to inform her that important customers were already waiting for her in the conference room.

Mu Qinghuan didn't dare to delay any longer and headed straight for the conference room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mu Ningyue sitting on the sofa, looking down at a self-made magazine.

Upon hearing the commotion, she raised her head to look at Mu Qinghuan, an arrogant smile appearing on her face.

"As a designer, you actually made your customers wait? Mu Qinghuan, you are not a competent designer at all." Mu Ningyue changed the subject and said, "But, who told you to be my sister? I'll just give you some face and not fuss about it anymore, but you have to properly design my wine dress, and I'll give you a chance to make your name known. "

Mu Qinghuan tightly covered her emotions with the bag in her hand.

However, her face remained unmoved. "Then please tell me about the dress style that you want, Miss Mu."

Mu Qinghuan acted as if it was all business and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or angry. This kind of reaction obviously made Mu Ningyue very unhappy.

She was stunned for a moment, but didn't look at the dress design that Mu Qinghuan had passed to her. "Just design it according to your inspiration. I don't have any requirements."

Mu Qinghuan frowned.

No requirements were the biggest requirements.

If she designed it according to her own ideas and Mu Ningyue was not satisfied with it, she would randomly pick the wrong one.

"What, aren't you the chief designer? You can't even do such a simple thing? If that's the case, then it's fine. I'll tell your boss directly, let him re-examine your designers to see if they have the ability to do so. "

"Alright, then I'll take over. Miss Mu, do you have any other requests? Dress finished goods need time, when do you want it? "

Mu Qinghuan asked lightly.