Chapter 330 I promise to amaze everyone!
The morning sun shone into the kitchen through the gauze curtains. Mu Nanyan poured the hot milk into a glass, and the golden fried egg trembled slightly on the toast.
She blew gently on her fingertips, as she had accidentally burned herself while carrying the plate.
Mu Nanyan came out of the kitchen with milk in one hand and a sandwich in the other, and called towards the bathroom:
"Chenchen, it's time for breakfast."
"I know, Sister Yan."
Chenchen's voice was muffled, mixed with the sound of splashing water.
He was standing on a small stool, tiptoeing to reach the sink.
The chubby little hands scooped up clean water and splashed it on his face. The water droplets dripped down his chin and onto the collar of his pajamas, leaving dark water marks.
Mu Nanyan leaned against the door frame, watching the little guy carefully hang the small towel on the dinosaur-patterned hook, and then jump off the stool like an agile little monkey.
"Run slower." Mu Nanyan couldn't help but remind him.
Before she finished her words, she saw Chenchen rushing to the dining table and skillfully climbing onto the children's dining chair.
Mu Nanyan walked into the kitchen, brought out her coffee and sandwich, and sat next to Chenchen.
"Today we have your favorite ham sandwich."
Mu Nanyan took a sip of coffee and then, as if she had thought of something, she said to Chenchen:
"I'm going to a friend's birthday party tonight. Do you want to come?"
Chenchen was concentrating on chewing the crust of his sandwich. He looked up at the words, a little mayonnaise still stained the corner of his mouth.
"Who is it? Do I know him?"
"Well... she's the sister of Uncle Su's friend. You probably haven't seen her before."
"Is he Xiao Nuan's uncle?"
Chenchen suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened, and he even forgot to eat the sandwich in his hand.
Seeing her son's eyes light up instantly, Mu Nanyan couldn't help laughing:
"Yes, it's Xiao Nuan's uncle."
"Will Xiao Nuan participate?"
Chenchen asked eagerly, his two little feet swaying restlessly under the chair.
"Well..."
Mu Nanyan deliberately dragged out her tone, and looking at the little guy's nervous look, she finally couldn't help laughing:
"Mommy doesn't know this either. Why don't you go to school and ask Xiao Nuan today?"
"oh……"
Chenchen's shoulders immediately slumped like a popped balloon.
He continued to eat his sandwich with his head down, not even bothering to spread his favorite blueberry jam.
There was a brief silence at the table, with only the crisp sound of cutlery colliding.
Chenchen finished the last sip of milk and put the cup down, the bottom of the glass making a light sound on the table.
"Sister Yan, I don't want to go tonight. You go by yourself."
Upon hearing this, Mu Nanyan looked at Chenchen in confusion:
"Huh? Weren't you very interested just now? Why don't you want to go suddenly?"
Chenchen lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously tapping the pattern on the tablecloth:
"I suddenly remembered that Xiao Nuan told me before that her mom found her a new violin teacher. She has lessons today. It's pointless for me to go alone. I'd better stay home and read a book."
"Okay, then I'll ask your aunt to pick you up after school, okay? You stay at your aunt's for a while, and I'll pick you up after the party tonight."
"good!"
Chenchen smiled and nodded in response.
Chenchen jumped down from the chair, returned to his room, put on his schoolbag, and prepared to go to school. He ran to the entrance and then turned back to give Mu Nanyan a hug with a milky scent:
"Goodbye, Sister Yan!"
"Be careful on the road." Mu Nanyan reminded subconsciously.
"I know, Sister Yan!"
As Chenchen said this, he ran to the entrance to change his shoes.
Listening to the sound of the door closing, Mu Nanyan put the dishes into the dishwasher.
There are still a few days before leaving the country, so Mu Nanyan deliberately took today off from going to the company and concentrated on packing her luggage at home.
She folded her clothes into the suitcase according to categories. When she saw that she was almost done packing, she turned around and went straight to the study.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the bookshelf, illuminating the dusty leather toolbox in the corner, which she had brought back from Country Y two years ago when she became obsessed with jewelry design.
Mu Nanyan gently opened the box as her fingertips stroked the cold metal lock.
Colorful diamonds sparkled on the velvet lining, and the tools were neatly arranged, as if time had stopped at the day she last used them.
"Fortunately these things are still there..."
Mu Nanyan muttered to herself and pulled out a stack of yellowed design drafts from the bottom.
She flipped through the design drafts one by one, and one of the drawings of a pink diamond bracelet caught her eye. The streamlined silver chain was adorned with seven pink diamonds of varying sizes, which looked very beautiful.
Mu Nanyan's fingertips gently traced the lines on the drawing.
When she designed this set of jewelry, she worked through three full nights, but had to put the production on hold because of a project she suddenly took on.
Now that I think about it, maybe there is fate.
This necklace matches the dress she designed for Shangguan Fuling very well, and can be given to Shangguan Fuling as a birthday gift.
She came to the garment room carrying a toolbox, and the sunlight shone through the gauze curtains, casting mottled shadows on the sewing machine.
There were unfinished dress design drawings spread out on the workbench. Mu Nanyan carefully pushed them aside and took out tweezers and a magnifying glass.
When the first pink diamond was fixed by the silver wire, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.
The crisp sound of metal and gemstones colliding reminded her of what her professor had said when she was studying in Paris:
“Real design lies not in drawings but in the warmth of your fingertips.”
Outside the window, the shadow of the sycamore tree gradually lengthened.
Mu Nanyan was concentrating on adjusting the angle of the last diamond and didn't notice that a lot of time had passed.
This bracelet, which has been delayed for two years, will finally be worn on the wrist of the person who is most suitable for it tonight.
When the last pink diamond was perfectly set in the bracelet, Mu Nanyan finally straightened her stiff back.
She rubbed her aching neck and realized that it was already noon outside the window, and the sun was scorching the windowsill.
"I've been busy all morning..."
She whispered softly, carefully placing the finished bracelet into a velvet gift box.
The moment the lid of the box closed, her stomach made a timely protest sound.
She turned and went to the kitchen. She was home alone and was going to make some plain noodles to get by.
After lunch, Mu Nanyan felt a little sleepy and prepared to go back to her room for a nap.
The afternoon sun lazily climbed up the edge of the bed. When Mu Nanyan woke up from her nap, the clock hands had already pointed to three o'clock.
She stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the bathroom, carefully applying makeup. The woman in the mirror had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and her lips were the perfect shade of rose bean paste, neither ostentatious nor dull.
Mu Nanyan looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied. She took the birthday gift and invitation and went out.
She drove straight to the studio, not to work, but to find a suitable dress for her birthday party.
Mu Nanyan rarely appears in public as Grace, and even less often attends events like banquets, so her family doesn't have a single dress suitable for attending a banquet.
Arriving at the office building, Mu Nanyan took the elevator directly to the studio.
When the elevator stopped at the studio floor, Zhou Ruxuan was sorting samples. When she saw Mu Nanyan, she was so surprised that she almost dropped the hanger in her hand.
"Nan Yan? Didn't you say you were going to prepare to go abroad today? Why are you here?"
Mu Nanyan shook the invitation in her hand and smiled helplessly:
"I had a sudden birthday party to attend and forgot I didn't have a dress at home."
Zhou Ruxuan's eyes lit up instantly:
"Leave it to me! I promise to amaze everyone!"
"Don't!"
Mu Nanyan helplessly held down her eager hand and stopped her:
"The birthday girl is the star of the show, why should I impress everyone? Just help me find a less conspicuous outfit."
Zhou Ruxuan looked her up and down, and suddenly laughed out loud:
"Uh... I seriously doubt you're trying to embarrass me. With your face and figure, you could even be on the cover of a fashion magazine wearing a sack. It's really hard for you to not be inconspicuous."
Mu Nanyan was a little helpless and could only accept her fate and said:
"Then you decide."
Zhou Ruxuan and Mu Nanyan went into the clothing room together. When the lights were turned on, they saw dozens of dresses spread out like a rainbow.
Here are not only custom-made dresses for customers, but also the award-winning works of Mu Nanyan in previous competitions, as well as the dresses she designed when she was full of inspiration. Basically, all of them are made into ready-made clothes and placed here.
Zhou Ruxuan's fingers lingered among the hangers, and finally took down two completely different designs, one was a fiery red velvet fishtail skirt, and the other was a simple and elegant white satin tube top dress.
Zhou Ruxuan held the two dresses in front of Mu Nanyan and compared them repeatedly, frowning slightly:
"Oh my god, how can I choose? With your figure, everything you wear looks like a catwalk."
She bit her lower lip, looking embarrassed.
Mu Nanyan's eyes wandered between the two dresses for a moment, and her fingertips gently stroked the satin of the white dress:
"Let's take this one. Red is too flashy and not suitable for tonight's occasion."
As Mu Nanyan spoke, she took the white dress from her hand.
Zhou Ruxuan wanted to say something, but she saw Mu Nanyan had already turned and walked towards the fitting room, leaving her with only an elegant back.
She had no choice but to sit back on the sofa and flip through the fashion magazines boredly, glancing towards the fitting room from time to time.
When the door of the fitting room opened again, the magazine in Zhou Ruxuan's hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
She widened her eyes and stood up unconsciously. The Mu Nanyan in front of her was so beautiful that it took her breath away.
The white strapless dress seemed to be tailor-made for her. The smooth cut outlined the perfect shoulder and neck lines, and the skirt fell like a waterfall below her slender waist.
The most amazing thing is the crystal decoration on her waist, which reflects tiny rays of light as she walks.
"I...I think you might have some misunderstanding about 'low-key'. This one is more lethal than the red one, okay?"
Zhou Ruxuan finally found her voice. She circled around Mu Nanyan and exaggeratedly covered her chest:
"It's over, it's over. You're going to steal the birthday boy's limelight tonight."
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