Chapter 60: Being He Qing's Model

Xia Cheng opened her phone and sent the link in front of Xun Sheng.

It was very cheap, just over a hundred yuan. After she confirmed it again and again, Xun Sheng pressed her head impatiently and pushed her out.

Xia Cheng touched the place that Xun Sheng had just touched. He didn't use much force. Was it... that he felt embarrassed after being bumped into by her while watching his advertisement?

But why did he want to watch it, and why did he call himself into the office?

Xia Cheng was confused at her workstation and was sighing when she saw the cup of fruit tea and returned it to Dong Gao. She didn't want to accept something without doing anything, and she didn't have the extra energy to deal with other people's feelings towards her.

Seeing this, Han Wenya asked, "What did Mr. Xun say to you?"

Xia Cheng shook her head. Xun Sheng said nothing, asked for a lipstick link and kicked her out.

She glanced at Han Wenya's lipstick and didn't think she was the type to use these small brands, so Xun Sheng's attempt to link it must be an attempt to cover up the truth.

She was so happy that she finally touched the guy in the suit a little. She covered her face with her hands and hummed softly.

Han Wenya saw her twisting her waist, not understanding why, and could only smile.

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Xia Cheng had been fishing all day. She had to go home today. Summer vacation was almost half over, and she hadn't had a serious conversation with her parents yet.

She came home early, and just as she sat down on the sofa in the living room, the phone started buzzing. It was He Qing. Xia Cheng looked at the word "Mom" written on the screen, her almond-shaped eyes flickering, and she pursed her lips as she answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, He Qing on the other end said excitedly:

"Chengcheng, come to my studio soon. I've sent you the location, so hurry up."

"Eh? Okay."

With doubts, Xia Cheng rushed to the door of He Qing's studio. Someone was already waiting for Xia Cheng at the intersection. As soon as Xia Cheng got out of the car, the woman waiting for her began to introduce herself.

"Hello, my name is Lin Dou, and I'm Ms. He's assistant."

Xia Chenghui shook her outstretched hand and nodded. Feeling her gaze lingering on her, she asked as they walked, "Mom asked me to come over so suddenly. Is there something wrong?"

Lin Dou took Xia Cheng into the alley.

The studio was very large, occupying an entire alley. As Xia Cheng stepped into the stone steps, she saw a bright red flower tree in full bloom, which made the tiles on the wall carved with small animal patterns look lively and compact.

She was immediately attracted by the layout of the place and walked in. The ancient red lacquered wooden furniture was placed calmly and the air was filled with the ancient fragrance of a temple.

She shrugged her nose and looked around, stepping on the soft navy blue orchid carpet. She didn't even hear what Lin Dou said in her ear. Her eyes were filled with the bright colors and unique patterns of the lacquer screens and the rows of cheongsams hanging on the mahogany clothes rails.

Xia Cheng knew that He Qing was a cheongsam designer, but she never imagined that her studio had three floors in this land-scarce place, like a small Western-style house from the Republic of China era, unique and elegant.

"Xia Cheng? Xia Cheng?" Lin Dou gently called her attention back and pointed to the stairs painted in the same antique red. "Go to the third floor. Ms. He is waiting for you."

Xia Cheng stepped onto the stairs, which also had a secret. A row of small flowers were painted in gold on the inside of the handrail.

The stairs creaked.

The two came to the third floor.

He Qingzheng was wearing glasses and holding a pair of white lace in his hand, observing it under the light.

Hearing the sound of someone coming, she put down her gloves, hugged Xia Cheng to her, and put the gloves on her by the window.

"It's still a little big." He Qing pinched Xia Cheng's slender hand bones. There was a gap at the front, but fortunately it was not much. It didn't matter if the gloves were a little bigger. The key was the cheongsam. She called Xia Cheng over today to try on the cheongsam.

Xia Cheng was still kept in the dark.

She raised her hand, looked at the white pearl in the middle of the back of the glove, and spoke slowly.

"Mom? What did you call me for?"

"I saw the commercial you shot."

Xia Cheng's face suddenly turned red. She didn't expect that the people around her would notice it so quickly. She was not used to the feeling of being stared at, even though it was only on the phone screen.

"I went there to accompany Kelin. I didn't expect to be selected, so I took the photo." She answered in a soft voice.

He Qing looked at her like a little girl and pinched her cheeks twice.

"That's good. I thought you were short of money and were too embarrassed to tell me."

"The money mom and dad gave us is already a lot, it's enough."

Xia Cheng rarely buys luxury goods. She has saved a lot of the living expenses her parents give her every month and deposited them all in a fixed deposit.

She didn't make much money from shooting commercials, and she had wanted to buy gifts for Xun Youdong and He Qing, but after thinking about it, she decided to save more and buy something expensive. However, unlike Chen Kelin, who often submitted model cards, she had not yet chosen one.

He Qing pulled Xia Cheng to the workbench, where a lot of things were scattered around, including designs and actual items of gloves, hairpins, etc.

Xia Cheng was still wearing the gloves. She felt something was wrong and wanted to take them off. He Qing held her hand and they shook hands.

"Mom thinks your commercial is great, and the model for the Lulu collaboration hasn't been chosen yet. I wonder if you could come and help Mom out?"

It’s not that they didn’t choose her, but after they knew that Xia Cheng was shooting an advertisement, they specially stuffed her in.

He Qing was very happy to see Xia Cheng try something new, so when she saw the advertisement, she changed the model to Xia Cheng. In fact, she had already changed it. Asking Xia Cheng now was just a test. Even if she was unwilling, He Qing could convince her.

However, Xia Cheng agreed and even mentioned, "I have a good friend who filmed a commercial with me, Chen Kelin. Mom, you should remember her, right? Can we have her come along?"

"Of course." When her daughter asked, He Qing had no choice but to agree. She held up the accessories and placed them on Xia Cheng's face to gesture. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them.

"Come, try the cheongsam here."

Xia Cheng wore light makeup today. He Qing picked a modified cheongsam for her. The light pink satin slightly reflected a milky white light. The sleeves were flared, and the collar stood up. The neckline was hollowed out, revealing a pearl necklace around her neck. It was very slimming, which made Xia Cheng's body curves look curvy and full of charm.

The gloves are still there, matching the pearls on the collar, soft and fashionable.

Xia Cheng stood in front of the mirror and turned around, her small leather shoes tapping on the wooden floor. Lin Dou measured her body measurements again and finally complimented her, "This fits perfectly. You have a great figure."

This statement is somewhat true. As someone who makes cheongsams, I have seen many beauties, but it is rare to see someone like Xia Cheng who looks thin but has breasts like small hills.

"It needs some more revisions."

He Qing grabbed the clothes and looked at them from left to right, but was still not satisfied with the waistline. After making a note on the manuscript paper, he took out the manual, which contained many drawings of cheongsams, which were the new models jointly launched with Lulu.

"Take a look and see which ones you like. I'll have the studio staff make them as soon as possible."

Lin Dou brought a bench for the mother and daughter and left the space for them.