Tang Yilan was startled and quickly supported her. "Don't get agitated, be careful of your stomach!"
Jiang Can smiled, turned around and went back to the conference room to discuss the revisions to the design drawings with the designers.
The dress is only slightly damaged; with a few modifications and the incorporation of Eastern elements, it might produce unexpected results.
Several designers agreed, and when the design was revised, a look of amazement appeared in their eyes.
The elegance and mystery of Eastern elements make the dress stand out even more.
"The blueprints look very good!" a designer said softly, "but implementing them might be difficult."
The meeting room immediately became much quieter.
The other designers then nodded in agreement.
"Yes, every dress we make is hand-sewn, and this place is no exception."
"The idea of embroidering oriental patterns here is good, but we don't know how to embroider. If we start learning now, I wonder if it's too late?"
Jiang Can frowned.
The damaged areas not only need to be embroidered but also sewn together, and the pattern must blend seamlessly with the surrounding fabric, leaving no trace of the tear. This is indeed very difficult.
Let alone that they can't embroider, you probably couldn't find such a skilled craftsman in the entire city of Manchester. Even if they could learn, it would still be a long process.
Jiang Can remained silent for a long time, hesitating whether to transfer people from Yangcheng. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered Nie Xin saying that when he first met Sang Qing, the mixed-race girl was holding a coat and trying to sell it to him.
Nie Xin commented: "Can Can, you have no idea how well she sewed that coat. The stitches were so fine that I almost fooled her! Ha, now I believe that the phrase 'flawless' really exists!"
Nie Xin has been pampered since childhood and has seen countless good things. For him to say that, his handicrafts must be exceptionally skilled.
Jiang Can smiled slightly, pursing her lips.
Last time when that girl left the hospital, didn't he coldly ask, "Why did you just leave like that?"
This time, let's give him a chance to win her back.
...
Nie Xin stood at that familiar crossroads once again.
A few steps further away is Manchester's infamous slum, a place of filth and disorder.
The streets were filled with thugs and homeless people, as well as vicious fugitives and drug dealers mixed among them.
Nie Xin frowned.
For someone who had lived a life of luxury, this kind of place didn't frighten him, but he still felt a deep-seated aversion to it.
I never imagined that such a beautiful flower could bloom from this clump of mud.
No wonder the police officer at the hospital said that Sang Qing looked familiar; in this environment, Sang Qing's beauty seemed too abrupt.
Nie Xin composed herself and continued walking forward, attracting many strange glances along the way.
Some perspectives are not only strange, but also wicked.
Nie Xin felt extremely uncomfortable. She pulled her collar up and quickened her pace with a gloomy face.
Suddenly someone darted out from the side, startling him. Then a small hand hooked around his arm, and a soft, fragrant body embraced him.
He looked down and met those beautiful, large eyes, as cold as stars.
"Are you alright? Why are you dressed like this and running here!" Sang Qing grabbed him tightly, looked around, and whispered, "Come with me quickly!"
Nie Xin had no choice but to be dragged along by him at a jog.
She only let go of him when they reached a quiet corner, and then stared at him as if he were a monster.
"You've got some nerve, just swaggering around on the street like that? Do you know that in those people's eyes, you're a fat sheep that can't get any fatter? With that outfit, they could strip you down to your underwear in no time!"
Nie Xin paused for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Is it that serious?
Sang Qing said earnestly, "Isn't what Brother Ye went through something that should make you wary?"
"But he had an accident at night..."
“Uncle,” the girl said, crossing her arms, “commits crimes on this street, day and night!”
"What?" Nie Xin looked incredulous.
What shocked him wasn't the crime, but the word "uncle"...
uncle?!
But what did she just call Ye Chen? Brother Ye!
Why, in her eyes, is he so old that he deserves to be called "uncle"?
The darkness in Nie Xin's eyes deepened, and her fists clenched slightly at her sides.
Sang Qing carefully observed his expression. He seemed unhappy. Well, it was no wonder he was unhappy, having stepped onto such lowly ground!
So she scratched her head and asked him softly, "Uncle, did you come to see me today? Brother Ye should be alright now, right? I... I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have locked him in the basement for several days, but I did save his life, so you won't be so unforgiving, will you?"
"Uncle..." she pouted, looking pitiful. "If you want me to pay compensation, I really don't have any money... But while I may not have money, I do have strength. I'll do anything, just please don't report me to the police. I... if I'm forcibly deported, I really don't know where I'll go!"
Nie Xin's face was ashen, and he remained silent.
Sang Qing's heart leaped into her throat. Oh no! She had felt this person was strange and eccentric at the hospital that day, with an air of nobility and a haughty demeanor, and she despised people like her to the extreme.
Now... is he really going to go after her?
“Uncle…” she tugged at his sleeve and whispered, “Uncle? Are you… are you listening to me?”
Nie Xin slowly turned her head, her eyes filled with dark clouds, as if a storm was about to break out.
Uncle, uncle! This brat is never going to stop!
He's a top celebrity in China, a film emperor, and the undisputed king of good looks in the industry!
How come everything has changed here?
He could tolerate losing Tang Yilan to Ye Chen, but to lose to Ye Chen in terms of address was truly intolerable!
Sang Qing met his deathly gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and she had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen...
She rolled her eyes, her heart pounding, and after thinking for a moment, decided it was best to get away from this powder keg first.
So she bit her lip and slowly backed away. Just as she was about to turn around and run away, Nie Xin suddenly grabbed her by the back of the neck!
The movie star, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, has long legs and arms, while Sang Qing is petite and has no ability to resist him in front of his burly figure.
"Hey, you...you let go of me, let go! Let's talk this out!"
She flailed around like a kitten, but before she could move much, Nie Xin suddenly pulled her in front of him.
She bumped into that thick, warm chest again, but her face wasn't nearly as warm as his chest...
The man's absolute height advantage brought a deadly sense of oppression. Sang Qing looked at him quietly, her small body slightly arched in his arms, not daring to move.
After a long pause, she gave a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Um... what exactly is it that you need?"
Nie Xin snorted coldly, grabbed her arm, dragged her out of the alley, and shoved her into the car without saying a word!
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