Lei Ting and Liao Qian arrived at Allen's studio. Allen looked at the measurements sent by the tailor at home and nodded.

Allen: "I'm making an exception for Ms. Anning because of Liao Qian. You know my rules, but I'm making an exception for you."

Thunder: "I know, thank you! I'll take over your studio, name your price."

Liao Qian: "Can you be a little more civilized?"

Allen: "Haha, it's alright, Mr. Thunder is very generous. My service to you is free. Like I said, it's all for Liao Qian."

Thunder: "Did he save your life?"

Allen: "Yes, he's more important than my life."

Thunder: "Oh dear, I can't listen to this anymore. I'll show you this photo. It's roughly like this. I'll have someone send you the details and the style and cut."

Allen looked at the photo on Thunder's phone. The clothes looked familiar. He looked at Liao Qian with a puzzled expression, and Liao Qian nodded.

Liao Qian: "Allen, the Thunder's grandfather and Mr. Liang Ting were old friends. This outfit was designed by Mr. Liang Ting himself and won an award."

Allen: "OMG, Thunder, you actually know Teacher Liang Ting? My goodness, can you introduce me to him? I really admire him."

Lei Ting: "When we return to China, you'll come back with us too, and I'll take you to see him."

Allen: "Thank you, thank you."

Mr. Liang Ting is a legend in the fashion industry. He is a top fashion artist in China and is known as the "Master Liang Ting". No one can replicate any of his designs. When Allen first started his business, he was inspired by him. He is an idol worshipped by designers at home and abroad. He is also the supporter of Grandpa Lei Ting since childhood. Their relationship is similar to that of Lei Ting and Liao Qian.

In the Thunder's mobile phone, the cheongsam that Liang Ting designed for An Ning hadn't been made yet when An Ning returned to New York. So the Thunder specially asked Allen to make sure the dress was made, because only An Ning deserved the masterpiece of the national player.

Allen: "That's great, I see. My God, Thunder, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Lei Ting: "Is it really necessary? Master Liang often designs clothes for us. He even designed this Zhongshan suit for me."

Allen: "What? Why didn't you say so sooner? My God, I was disrespectful to you that day. My God, I shouldn't have. Let me see, take it off, let me see."

Thunder: "Go to hell! What are you taking off? I'm not taking it off."

Allen wanted to examine the details of Thunder's clothes, but Thunder kept dodging. Liao Qian grabbed Allen, saying he had a plan.

Liao Qian: "I took one out for you while Lei Ting was asleep. Hurry up and make clothes for An Ning!"

Allen: "Okay, okay, it's an honor to serve you."

Thunder: "I'll take all your pearls. I don't just need them for making covenants; I have other uses for them too."

Allen: "I'll give it to you. Don't even mention pearls, I'll give you anything except Liao Qian."

Thunder: "Is this some kind of exaggeration?"

Liao Qian: "You don't understand the psychology of these fans. Mr. Liang Ting and others can't easily get in touch with them."

Lei Ting: "Okay, I won't shortchange you a single penny. As long as An Ning is happy, I'm willing to risk anything."

Allen: "Haha, I'm also a designer with a net worth of billions, I don't need yours."

Thunder: "Billions? You, a clothing manufacturer, are worth billions?"

Liao Qian: "You probably won't like to hear me say you're unsophisticated, but people design clothes that cost millions, and good ones cost tens of millions. They get paid as soon as they draw a picture. You should stop talking and not disturb Allen's creative process. Can't you see he's drawing pictures?"

Thunder stared incredulously at the blond, blue-eyed man who was focused on his work. Allen's pencil swished through the air as he sketched An Ning's outline in a few strokes.

Allen: "It's too perfect, Anning, it's the epitome of perfection."

Thunder: "Great, good brother, I'll leave it to you. I'll go find Jenny to make a cake, and when Anning comes back, I'll bake her a cake full of love."

Liao Qian: "What are you having for lunch?"

Thunder: "I'll just grab a bite and I'm off!"

Liao Qian: "Let my driver take you."

Thunder: "OK".

After Lei Ting left, Allen turned off the studio lights, took Liao Qian's hand, and Liao Qian didn't understand what he was going to do!

Liao Qian: "What's wrong?"

Allen: "Why are you so concerned about the Thunder?"

Liao Qian: "Without their family, I wouldn't be where I am today. Nor would we be where we are now."

Allen: "Liao Qian, you're too good at winning my heart."

Liao Qian: "It's yours."

The two didn't say much, and in such darkness, being able to caress each other's bodies was a kind of intimate experience.

When Lei Ting arrived at the pasta shop, Jenny had prepared a pasta lunch for him. Jenny's pasta was much better than what you get outside, and Jenny's gaze towards Lei Ting had changed. Lei Ting didn't pay attention and was still looking at An Ning's travel photos on his phone. Jenny watched him look at An Ning's photos, then cleared the plates and talked to him at the pasta shop's table.

Jenny: "Thunder, how did you meet Anning?"

Lei Ting: "I... also received guidance from An Ning. I am a bastard who hurt the girl I love. I came to learn how to make cakes so that I could bake the most heartfelt cake in the world and beg for her forgiveness."

Jenny: "Oh, that's very thoughtful of you."

Thunder: "Jenny, will you forgive Anning's ex-husband?"

Jenny: "No, because he's too awful. I can't understand why he would hurt Anning."

Thunder: "What if Anning forgives him!"

Jenny: "How could Anning possibly forgive him? The pain he caused Anning is unimaginable. When Anning came back, I went to her house to see her. She grabbed my hand and cried bitterly, her whole body trembling. When I saw her like that, I wished I could kill that man for her."

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