Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

Shaang Weiyuan's eyes swept across the design exhibition in front of him. "Take this piece of work as an example. What do you think the bright spots are?"    

Ruan Mizheng looked for a while and said, "I think the bright spots are this cape because it is handmade. The technique was very inverted. This was the work of Master Nick. His style of work was complicated and luxurious. Even if he wants to plagiarize, he will not be able to get the essence. This is also what I admire most about him. "    

When a woman is serious, her appearance is really cute.    

When she narrated the story of Nicole, her eyes were sparkling with admiration.    

This was the first time Shaang Weiyuan had seen her like this.    

He sighed and helplessly raised his hand to rub her hair. He said lightly, "Actually, if you ignore their position and identity in the design circle, just looking at this piece of work, you will lack a lot of spirit."    

"Spiritual energy?" Ruan Mizheng echoed him. Her eyes were a little blank and she did not understand.    

"This qipao is very ordinary. He uses the most ordinary hook and loop method. The only thing worthy of praise is the European pattern on the qipao. Nick used his unique style to combine the European style and the Chinese style. It looks like it's very bright, but it's actually very trashy. Look at the collar of the qipao and the size of the lines. Asian women are completely unable to control it. "    

"And the most important thing about qipao is the lines and comfort. Nick's fabric is a very rare material in the European market. But unfortunately, the comfort of this material is very poor. Look at this cape. You said it was the light spot of the entire cheongsam. I don't think so. I think it's unnecessary for him to do so."    

Shaang Weiyuan's voice was light and his words were very soft. There was not much expression on his handsome face. It was as if he was talking about potatoes in a market.    

It was casual, but it was convincing.    

"Nick is a European born and raised. His design is bold and European people can buy his work. People in China didn't see it. This qipao was designed by him in January two years ago. It was put in the design exhibition because of his popularity in the design industry. It was not processed and sold in the mall. It's because the problem with this qipao is very big and worthless. "    

Ruan Mizheng heard it and was stunned. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Shaang Weiyuan's side profile.    

There was always a trace of ruthlessness between his brows, giving people a feeling that he was not someone to be trifled with.    

From her current angle, the lines on her side profile had become much gentler.    

She simply couldn't believe that all these words came from Shaang Weiyuan's mouth!    

She thought that he was just a tyrant, a CEO who only knew how to throw a tantrum.    

However, he knew these things. He knew the size of the qipao without any measurement. Moreover, he also knew the design of the handmade design, so he knew a lot about it.    

He even knew when this qipao was designed.    

Simply, he was a devil.    

Noticing the woman's admiring and surprised gaze, Shaang Weiyuan pampered her by extending his finger and hooking her nose.    

"What's wrong? Surprised?"    

Ruan Mizheng nodded. "It is very unexpected."    

Shaang Weiyuan curled his lips and smiled. "If I tell you that I was once accepted by the Aslan Academy, would you be surprised?"    

The Aslan Academy was a world-famous design academy in Paris.    

Every year, there were countless people from all over the world who wanted to squeeze their heads in.    

However, Aslan Academy only recruited one thousand students every year. The score was not high, but the requirements for the design were extremely high.    

Very few people could pass the admission.    

Ruan Mizheng was once a fan of Aslan, but unfortunately, she did not have the talent nor the ability to enter.    

However, many years ago, there was a piece of news in Aslan.    

It shocked the whole world.    

It was said that there was a top student who had excellent talent in design and was comparable to a master.    

The principal of Aslan took a fancy to him and wanted to accept him, but the talented student seemed to be very disdainful and rejected him.    

The top student was scolded very miserably. He said that he was arrogant, that he was mentally ill, and that he had everything to say.    

Ruan Mizheng's impression of that matter was not shallow, but after many years, she almost forgot everything.    

After what Shaang Weiyuan said today, she remembered again, and her brain suddenly exploded.    

She took a step back and looked at him in shock, "It can't be... You are the top student who was rejected by Aslan back then??"    

Shaang Weiyuan raised his eyebrows. "Mhmm."    

Ruan Mizheng's breathing stagnated.    

F * ck!!    

She cursed in her heart.    

Shaang Weiyuan was actually that top student!    

Was he joking with her?    

Ruan Mizheng tried her best to remain calm and looked at Shaang Weiyuan's handsome face. No matter what, it did not seem like he was lying.    

And really... This kind of thing could only be done by someone as arrogant as Shaang Weiyuan.    

Shaang Weiyuan saw her expression and only smiled faintly. He put his arm around her waist and said, "So, don't think that a work designed by a master would be very good."    

However, many people thought so.    

After all, many people had their own filter for a master's work.    

Being hugged by him, Ruan Mizheng instantly felt flattered!    

She was actually hugged by the God of Design, married to him, and even gave birth to a son for him...    

Uh, could this be considered luck, or misfortune.    

"Shaang Weiyuan, I'm very curious, why did you reject Aslan's invitation?"    

Ruan Mizheng did not understand this question.    

Shaang Weiyuan carried the small milk bag from her arms to the ground and said with disdain, "I just took over the CBS and did not have time."    

Ruan Mizheng,... ""    

You won.    

You are definitely the first man to be so casual.    

If she was invited, she would want the whole world to know.    

Ruan Mizheng was a little tired and wanted to walk around the back garden. She heard that there was dessert there and she was also a little hungry.    

Shaang Weiyuan was surrounded by a large group of people again. That scene was a bit like a fan looking for an autograph photo.    

"Mommy, I'm going to daddy's place!" The little milk bag wanted to follow Shaang Weiyuan.    

Ruan Mizheng frowned. "Why are you following him?"    

"Hehe, Mommy, you don't understand, right? Daddy is so popular, so he must be a very powerful God. In the future, baby might also inherit Daddy's company. Then I'll take advantage of my youth to learn more."    

Ruan Mizheng,... ""    

At such a young age, she actually had no reason to refute.    

She helplessly squatted down and lovingly pinched his tender little face. "Son, you really are aware."    

She knew that she was going to inherit her father's company in the future.    

"That's right, so Mommy, let the baby follow Daddy!"    

The little milk bag held her hands together and rubbed them together. She looked at her eagerly, begging for her permission. She was like a little milk bag waiting for milk. She was extremely soft and sticky.