She slowly turned around, looked at Yan Lin and shrugged: "Mr. Yan, you don't even give me a chance to treat you to dinner?"
Yan Lin still held a cheese stick in his hand: "When your studio and cafe are on track, I'm going to eat more expensive ones."
"Then we agreed, you must ask me to invite you next time."
Lin Yiran helplessly pushed the fallen hair behind her ears.
As a designer she
a participated in fashion week in country f.
And that Hanfu was unexpectedly well received and sold for a very high price.
Lin Yiran also later heard gossip from colleagues in the industry, saying that the Hanfu was bought by a boss of a company in China.
To his second wife, who is more than 20 years younger than me.
Hearing this, Lin Yiran also felt a little regretful. Her elaborate designs were inexplicably sent to others to please her, rather than because she really liked them.
Although she was reluctant to part with this dress, Lin Yiran chose to accept it when she saw the balance in her bank card.
Now that she owes so much money, the only thing Lin Yiran can do is to do what she wants without going over the rules.
Yan Lin knew how to take care of women's emotions. He would not show up at Lin Yiran's house very late at night. He would just watch them enter the unit door before driving away.
Lin Yiran stood at the door and watched Yan Lin's car leave, sighing slowly.
If the order in which Yan Lin and Li Hanxuan appeared in her life were slightly reversed, would there be a different ending?
She smiled and shook her head, rubbing Xiaoshi's curls.
Lin Xikai, who was already a little sleepy, entered the room and was about to climb onto the bed, but Lin Yiran stopped him in time and handed him Ultraman's cartoon pajamas.
Lin Xikai half-squinted his eyes, changed out of his clothes in a daze, put on his pajamas and climbed into bed.
This move was discovered by Lin Yiran, who has quick eyes and quick hands: "Go wash up first and then go to bed..."
Lin Xikai, who pursed his lips, was about to burst into tears. He suddenly remembered Uncle Yan Lin's words, "My mother is a girl, we must protect her like Ultraman."
Protect mom.
Thinking of this, Lin Xikai resisted crying and went into the bathroom to wash up.
In a series of preparations before going to bed, Lin Xikai's sleepiness gradually disappeared. Lying on the bed, he held Lin Yiran's hand tightly: "Mom...tell a story."
"Okay, let me tell you a story."
Lin Yiran was holding a book in her hand, leaning against Lin Xikai's bed and telling stories.
She leaned against Lin Xikai's precious Ultraman pillow, and soon she felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Xikai, who was lying on the bed, blinked, took the book in Lin Yiran's hand and put it aside.
He looks calm and calm like a little adult.
Lin Xikai had long been accustomed to this series of actions, taking away the books and covering his mother with a quilt.
Because of her mother, Ms. Lin Yiran fell asleep while telling stories more than once...
Lin Xikai knew that her mother had to be busy in the cafe during the day and take care of him at night. She only had time to design and make clothes after he fell asleep.
He knew that his mother was very tired, and he also knew that even when she was very tired, she did not give up on her favorite designs...
Lin Xikai turned off the lights skillfully, leaned next to Lin Yiran, and slowly fell asleep.

Chapter completed!