Chapter 251 The Famous Tailor

Thinking this in his mind, he was about to send the second message when the door of the lounge opened and Xiao Shiqiu's handsome face appeared at the door.

I was immediately happy, gave him a big smile, stretched out my arms for a hug, and blurted out what I had just thought: "I thought you were taking a toilet and therefore not convenient to see people."

The corner of his mouth that had just curved up stiffened for a moment, and as he picked me up, he flicked my forehead and said, "Thank you so much for choosing your words so politely!"

Before I could reach out to rub my forehead, his lips had already placed a gentle kiss on the spot where I had just flicked it.

Xiao Shiqiu showed his affectionate behavior towards me without hiding it from others. I glanced behind him and saw Xiao Yang, Si Kouting and two other people I didn't know standing outside the door.

Xiao Yang lowered his head and pretended not to see. The two strangers lowered their heads and laughed secretly. Only Si Kou Ting stared at me straight, looking as resentful as a ghost. The resentment in her body could feed ten evil sword immortals.

I poked his chest with a finger. "Are you done with your talk? Should I wait a little longer?"

"You can wait in my office if you haven't finished talking yet."

He scratched my nose lovingly, turned his head and changed his expression in an instant, and said to the door, "From now on, Miss Xia can come into my office anytime, no need to be told."

Si Kouting bit her lip and said unwillingly, "You said before that even if Madam comes, she must be informed before she can come..."

Xiao Shiqiu interrupted her coldly: "He Qingrong is not Madam anymore, remember not to call her the wrong name.

Next time someone tries to stop Miss Xia for any reason, you don't need my instructions. Just report to the marketing department downstairs."

He ignored Si Kou Ting's pale face, took my hand and walked into the office. When he reached the door, he stopped and glanced at her. Si Kou Ting immediately raised her head and looked at him expectantly: "Mr. Xiao..."

"What time is the M&A studio I asked you to meet?"

Six o'clock

"Okay, it's okay."

M&A Studio? Is it the studio of Pei Muyang, the one I know who has won numerous international fashion design awards?

"Are you talking about Pei Muyang's studio?" I asked excitedly, "The custom dress you mentioned was designed and made by him?"

"Yeah, you know him?"

"Who among those who study fashion design doesn't know Pei Muyang? He is the idol of almost all designers." I became more and more excited as I spoke.

Xiao Shiqiu frowned, "Is he also your idol?"

I nodded vigorously: "Of course, he is Pei Muyang!"

Xiao Shiqiu seemed to be lost in thought, muttering to himself, "This kid is so famous as a tailor."

I was furious. “He’s a master of fashion design.”

Xiao Shiqiu didn't care, "A tailor who can design is not a tailor?

If you like it, ask him to do it for you a few more times."

Pei Muyang is a legend in the fashion industry. His status in the fashion industry is similar to that of Beethoven in the music industry.

It is said that he comes from a good family. His grandfather was a contractor in his hometown in his early years. Later, the business became bigger and bigger. By the time it came to his father, it had become the largest construction company in the local area.

His family wanted him to become an architectural designer and expand their company, so they forced him to apply to the architecture department of the most famous University A in the country.

Unexpectedly, he hid it from his family and changed his major to fashion design based on his ability to be among the top three in his grade. He is a legend in our school.

When he was 26 years old and receiving an award at the Paris Fashion Festival, the host asked him what motivated him to work so hard?

He was so excited that tears streamed down his face: "My elders said that if I still can't make a name for myself in this industry by the age of 30, I have to go back and inherit the family business."

The host looked at him with a complicated expression: "So you work so hard just to avoid inheriting the family business?"

He said as a matter of course: "Building a house is something that rough men do, not suitable for a delicate boy like me."