Hua Jin was a little surprised that Mark would make such a request.
They are partners, and it is inappropriate to bring unrelated friends or family members to a dinner. Given Mark's usual style, he shouldn't have made such a request.
"The embroiderer is shy, sorry, we will go with her and invite her boyfriend." Mark's assistant said this, and several young staff members started to make a noise.
Everyone walked into the elevator. Hua Jin looked at Mark standing in front of her and said with a smile, "My boyfriend is quite shy and doesn't like to eat with too many people. Let's do it next time. Next time, I will invite everyone to dinner with him."
"Will it not be your wedding ceremony next time?" The Hunan Embroidery Master smiled and said to Mark, "Mr. Mark, young people value their personal space. It's not appropriate for so many of us to go down there."
Mark turned around and looked at Hua Jin: "Teacher is right."
The elevator went quiet. It went down floor by floor. When the number jumped to -1, it stopped. The elevator door opened and Hua Jin saw Pei Yan a few steps away from the elevator door.
Hearing the elevator door open, Pei Yan turned around and was about to speak when he saw the people with Hua Jin. He raised his eyebrows slightly and walked to Hua Jin calmly, "Are you coming down?"
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Hua Jin walked up to him and introduced the embroidery masters to him. Pei Yan greeted them one by one and finally met Mark's eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Pei." Mark greeted Hua Jin without waiting for her to introduce herself. On the night of November 11, the lights were dim, and he did not recognize that the young man walking with Hua Jin was Pei Yan.
He suddenly remembered that a few months ago, he asked Hua Jin to meet him in a coffee shop. Pei Yan came in less than halfway through the coffee. At that time, he felt that Pei Yan might have some feelings for Hua Jin, but he was used to seeing rich men fall in love with every woman they met, and with Hua Jin's status, it was impossible for her to let someone like Pei Yan accompany her to play on the street on Singles' Day.
But the truth was beyond his expectation. Pei Yan was not only with Hua Jin, but also acted like a poor boy, eating marshmallows with Hua Jin and buying roses sold by children on the roadside.
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Mark's mind, and finally turned into one sentence: "It's a rare honor to meet Mr. Pei. I didn't expect that you are the lover of the flower embroidery master. Please do me the honor of having a simple meal with us."
Hua Jin thought Pei Yanyan would refuse, but he glanced at her and said calmly, "Okay."
After arriving at the restaurant and sitting down in the VIP room, everyone gradually came to their senses.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Mark knew the flower embroidery master's boyfriend. This is fate." The Hunan embroidery master was an experienced person and had long seen that Mark had some feelings for the flower embroidery master. She glanced at Pei Yan, but the flower embroidery master's boyfriend was good-looking and gentle to the flower embroidery master. Mr. Mark's thoughts could not be expressed.
"It's my honor to sit down and eat with Mr. Pei." Mark put the menu in Pei Yan's hand, and Pei Yan turned around and handed it to the oldest embroiderer at the table, "Elders come first, and I'm not picky about food."
Mark just smiled when he noticed his action. He was right. With Pei Yan's status, he would not eat at the same table with them. It seemed that Hua Jin was very important to him, so he let Mr. Pei, who was so high and mighty, sit at the bottom with Hua Jin.
Since Pei Yan had no intention of publicizing his identity, he would not be the annoying person. He was good at chatting, and with just a few words, he made the atmosphere in the room warm. Everyone present guessed that Pei Yan's identity might not be simple, so everyone pretended not to know and talked about topics that had nothing to do with him so as not to ruin the atmosphere.
Mark had heard that Pei Yan was a very difficult person to get along with, but he discovered today that the rumors might not be true. At least when Hua Jin was around, Pei Yan was a person whose words and deeds were almost perfect.
With just a few words, he could make several embroidery masters smile happily, and he could also calmly resolve other people's inquiries.
Just now he wanted to understand what Hua Jin's boyfriend was thinking, but now he felt that it was absurd and ridiculous that he, a man in his thirties, still had the competitive mentality of a young man.
When the meal was almost over, Mark's assistant stood up to pay the bill, but the front desk said that someone had already paid. He was surprised and asked, "Paid?"
"Yes." The cashier glanced at the receipt and said, "It was paid by Mr. Pei who was traveling with you."
The assistant understood, thanked him, returned to the VIP room, and whispered the matter to Mark.
Mark looked in the direction where Pei Yan was sitting. Pei Yan's seat was empty. Hua Jin was talking to the Xiang embroidery master. He stood up and said to his assistant, "Take good care of them. I'm going to the bathroom."
Walking into the bathroom, Mark saw Pei Yan standing in front of the mirror adjusting his cufflinks. He walked over to him and said, "Mr. Pei, you are too polite. How can I let you spend money?"
"Thank you all for taking care of Huahua. It's my duty." Pei Yan washed his hands under the tap, took out two pieces of paper towels, and slowly wiped away the water drops on the back of his hands. "There is still half a month before the fashion conference. I wish Mr. Ma great success in the fashion conference."
"Thank you for your kind words." Mark adjusted his hair, "Mr. Pei and the flower embroidery master have a good relationship."
Pei Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "She and I are lovers, so of course we have a good relationship."
As soon as he said this, Mark realized something was wrong. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was exquisite from head to toe. Many women said that he had a pair of eyes that could make people indulge in him. However, at this moment, he saw a bit of daze and panic in his eyes.
Pei Yan suddenly sneered, turned around and left without saying anything else.
Mark turned around and looked at Pei Yan's back, pulling his tie askew.
"I heard," Pei Yan suddenly stopped at the door and turned back, "I heard that Mr. Mark's name was Ma Changsheng before he entered the fashion industry. I think this name is good, better than Mark."
A member of Mark's studio just walked to the door of the toilet when he heard this sentence. He was so scared that he turned around and walked back.
I heard that Mr. Mark was not born in a good family. When he first entered the fashion circle, he was laughed at by his competitors because his name was too rustic. In order to develop further, Mr. Mark made a lot of efforts and even changed his name. In recent years, no one dared to mention the name Ma Changsheng in front of him.
I didn't expect Mr. Pei to say in front of Mr. that the name Ma Changsheng sounded better than Mark, which was simply adding fuel to the fire.
Mark frowned and looked at Pei Yan without saying anything. It's not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it.
"Many people know that I am a very unreasonable person." Looking at Mark's gloomy face, Pei Yan smiled instead, "In life, you can do any job, but don't be a mistress. What do you think, Mr. Ma?"
"Mr. Pei makes a lot of sense." Mark raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
"It's good that you understand this." Pei Yan's smile faded, "Goodbye."
"Take care." Mark said with a gentle expression, as if nothing had happened.
Pei Yan knew that Mark was a smart man. He returned to the VIP room and saw Hua Jin talking to a young and handsome man. He strode over to her and sat down. "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"We've just finished lunch and you're already thinking about dinner?" Hua Jin held her face in his hands. "Pei Yanyan, if you keep going like this, you'll really turn me into a pig."
"It's okay. I don't mind." Pei Yan held Hua Jin's hand in front of the young man. "It would be great if you could really get as fat as a pig. That way I would have fewer rivals in love."
"Oh, if that's the case, I can only disfigure you." Hua Jin glanced at Pei Yan's handsome face, "Otherwise, how many rivals will a rich and handsome man like you bring to me?"
Watching Hua Jin and her boyfriend playing intimately, Yan Ke, although not very emotionally intelligent, tactfully moved his chair to the side.
"Where did you go just now?" Hua Jin whispered in Pei Yan's ear, "Why did you go out for so long?"
"Let's go pay the bill. We can't let others think that we're eating and drinking for free." Pei Yan imitated Hua Jin and whispered, "And by the way, we defeated our love rival in the bathroom."
"What love rival? Where did you get a love rival?" Hua Jin twisted Pei Yan's waist hard. When he grimaced in pain, she whispered in his ear, "You are the only man I can see and remember in my heart, so you will never have a love rival in this life."
Pei Yan stared at her blankly, and after a long while he held her arm: "Say it again."
"No." Hua Jin wiped the corners of his mouth and put down his chopsticks. "I'm full and sleepy."
"As the only man you like, you are reluctant to pamper him more. Say it again." Pei Yan secretly poked Hua Jin's arm.
"I am a woman of principle. My principle is that some things should only be said once." Hua Jin turned her head and blinked at Pei Yan. "Some things only need to be said once. As long as you can understand my intention, that's enough."
He held Pei Yan's index finger with his backhand: "So don't be uneasy, and don't worry about anything else."
This is what Mark saw when he walked into the VIP room. The table was full of people, but the two people who were not too intimate seemed to be in their own world. Everyone else was a blurry silhouette, and they were the only shining scenery.
His steps slowed down for a beat, then returned to normal and he smiled and joined in the conversation.
After finishing the meal, Hua Jin said goodbye to everyone, got into Pei Yan's car, and said lazily: "There is only half a month left, but the shawl is not embroidered yet, please take me back to Fanhua."
"Don't you have several embroiderers in your studio now?" Pei Yan said, "If something happens, you can't handle it alone."
"The shawl needs to have dark gold patterns, so the embroidery thread is real gold thread. We need to be very careful when embroidering to achieve the best effect." Hua Jin sighed, "In the whole studio, only I and another embroiderer with 15 years of embroidery experience can do this."
"Gold thread?" Pei Yan asked in surprise, "Isn't it a golden thread?"
"Of course not." Hua Jin raised his chin proudly, "Now you know how profound our traditional craft industry is."
Pei Yan laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful."
Mark watched Pei Yan's car drive away before he got into his own car. The assistant sat in the driver's seat and glanced at Mark secretly: "Sir, are you still going to deliver the flowers you ordered?"
"No need." Mark shook his head slowly, closed his eyes and said, "Go back to the studio."
“I didn’t expect that the flower embroidery master was Mr. Pei’s girlfriend,” the assistant carefully observed Mark’s expression, “It’s really unexpected.”
Mark opened his eyes, looked at him and said, "Don't remind me in this way, I know what's going on." Ever since he was trying to climb up, he knew very well that some emotions were not necessary.
The assistant smiled guiltily and shut his mouth.
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