The moment I raised my hand, I found that the wrists that were about to rub my eyes were held tightly and could not move.

She slowly opened her eyes, and Li Hanxuan's delicate face gradually approached her: "I promised to make soup in the morning and evening. I cooked the soup last night, and I cooked the soup this morning."

In order to prevent the man from approaching, Lin Yiran politely stretched out his index finger and blocked Li Hanxuan's chest, only one centimeter away from the man's chest: "I was frightened yesterday... I was not feeling well."

It is true that you feel uncomfortable, but it is false that you are frightened.

That arrogant woman is far from her stepmother Gong Meimei.

For Lin Yiran, it was just a joke.

Li Hanxuan calmly put down Lin Yiran's hand calmly: "Get up and have breakfast, and go to the Li Group with me in an hour."

"Why!" Lin Yiran hurriedly sat up and asked Li Hanxuan in disbelief.

He always did this, without asking her opinions, and decided on her freedom privately.

Such a young master's personality is even more annoying.

Li Hanxuan left Lin Yiran's bed and put the tablet in his hand: "Why don't you dare to go to the Li Group?"

Lin Yiran took a deep breath and looked at Li Hanxuan's back angrily: "Why do you want to go to the Li Group?"

Li Hanxuan did not intend to argue with Lin Yiran, and did not answer Lin Yiran's words and walked towards the door. When he walked out of the room, Li Hanxuan stopped.

His voice was calm and plain, and he patiently persuaded Lin Yiran: "A month later, there will be a fashion week in Country B. I want you to design a national style design and take it to participate."

Lin Yiran was slightly stunned. Her mind was messed up at what Li Hanxuan said.

He slowly collapsed on the bed, but he had not yet reacted to Li Hanxuan's words.

Li Hanxuan asked her to attend a foreign fashion week...

How is this possible?

Lin Yiran rubbed his hair and his mind was blank.

Without Li Hanxuan's recommendation, what qualifications are she, a small designer, to attend fashion week?

After many years of marriage, Lin Yiran ate the breakfast made by Li Hanxuan for the first time. Looking at the meals that combine Chinese and Western on the table, Lin Yiran was quite shocked.

Lin Yiran, who had just sat down, drank a sip of juice. Although there were everything on the table, she still couldn't eat it.

She vomited a few times while taking a shower. She was weak and sighed secretly: "I won't go to Fashion Week in Country B."

Li Hanxuan held the Liuxin Poached Egg and felt relieved in the dining plate, and cut the Poached Egg with a knife and fork expressionless face: "You can't refuse. This time, I chose you to go to Clothing Week to let everyone in the world know about the Li Group. The purpose is achieved, and the money you owe me will be cancelled."

Lin Yiran's lips slowly curled up and smiled self-deprecatingly.

So the way she gets along with Li Hanxuan is always a deal.

They have their own purposes.

Lin Yiran did not expect that she had so many places worth using for Li Hanxuan.

She pretended to be calm and picked up the slices of bread on the table and smeared with jam: "You are a businessman, so you know better than me. Taking me to fashion week offsets the 16 million yuan, as if you were losing money."

"It seems? It's just losing money."

Li Hanxuan put the chopped poached egg in front of Lin Yiran, his eyes always falling on the tablet computer beside him, and he was watching the real-time news on the tablet.

Even if he talked to Lin Yiran about such a stupid topic, he was not worried that he would use it bothered.

Looking at Li Hanxuan's indifferent face, Lin Yiran snorted coldly and took a bite of the bread slices hard.

Humph! Damn Li Hanxuan.

Lin Yiran ravaged the bread slices in her hand vigorously. It seemed that the bread slices were pitiful. Without his consent, Lin Yiran vented his anger as Li Hanxuan.


Chapter completed!