Chapter 113 Unique (V)
Ye Yao brought Zhang Qiufeng to the door of the store. Zhang Qiufeng was so nervous that she didn't even know which leg to move forward.
This was such an exquisite and luxurious shop that she would not have dared to take a second look even if she had walked past it before.
"Yaoyao, you are working here?"
The nervous voice carried a hint of excitement. It was indeed much, much better than she had imagined.
"Yeah, let's go in."
Ye Yao called out, but Zhang Qiufeng froze in place, subconsciously looking at her own clothes.
"I feel relieved after seeing this. It's better not to go in and trouble others..."
This place doesn't fit in for her, it's like two completely different worlds.
However, Ye Yao did not give her a chance to retreat. He took her hand and pulled her directly into the store.
There were many customers in the store, and many eyes were on the mother and daughter.
Zhang Qiufeng was very familiar with such looks, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to raise her head.
Ye Yao didn't care at all. He held his head high, took big strides, and led her up to the second floor through the crowd.
"Mom, we're no different than them."
As they went up the stairs, Ye Yao's firm voice rang out beside Zhang Qiufeng.
Zhang Qiufeng wanted to give her a smile and encourage her, but she was too nervous and her expression was uglier than crying.
How can they be the same? They are high up in the world, living a life of luxury, while they...
"Mom, this is my studio."
When Zhang Qiufeng came to her senses, she found herself standing in a room.
The sunlight shone through the bright windows and fell on her, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.
The room is large and has a desk, chair, sewing machine, mannequin, and workbench.
She recognized some of the things here, but there were many more that she couldn't even name.
"You said this is your room?"
She was so shocked that she didn't know what expression to use.
"It's not a room, it's a studio. This is where I usually draw."
Ye Yao explained and asked her to sit down on the sofa.
"Are you comfortable?"
Zhang Qiufeng touched the leather sofa and nodded stiffly.
It’s soft and much more comfortable than the wooden chairs at home.
Ye Yao laughed and said, "If you like it, I will buy one for our family."
Zhang Qiufeng's breathing stagnated and her brain finally became much clearer.
"How can you just waste money like that? We have a kang and a bench at home. You won't even have a place to put these nice things if you buy them back."
"How could that be? It's just in the house..."
"You are not allowed to buy it. This is not the way to spend money."
This time, Zhang Qiufeng's attitude was unusually "strong". She had already felt that installing a landline phone before was a waste of money.
Ye Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yaoyao, this...are you usually alone in this room?"
Zhang Qiufeng never imagined that her working conditions would be so good.
But now I am even more worried, because I know my daughter well, and she doesn't have such great ability.
"Yes, the second floor is full of the masters' studios. The one next to mine is the boss's. Wait a minute, I'll introduce Uncle Cai to you."
Ye Yao wanted to pour some water for Zhang Qiufeng, but was stopped by Zhang Qiufeng.
"Just go back to work and leave me alone. Otherwise, if the boss sees this, he will be unhappy."
Everything she saw now was beyond Zhang Qiufeng's imagination.
If she wasn't sober now, she would even think she was dreaming.
"Ye Yao, I heard your mother is here?"
An enthusiastic inquiry at the door interrupted the conversation between mother and daughter.
(End of this chapter)
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