Yu Guanguan was both amused and exasperated. "What I meant was that I hope you could let me take my measurements. I want to try making men's ready-to-wear clothing."
"Make it for me?" Quan Jingzhou's eyes welled up with tears.
"Then, you've helped me so much..."
It was a perfectly normal thing, but being stared at like that by the man, her face involuntarily flushed red. "I... it's only right that I design clothes for you..."
"Okay. Then thank you for your trouble, Mrs. Quan."
Quan Jingzhou smiled, clearly pleased with the woman's initiative.
Seeing that he agreed, Yu Guanguan immediately took out a measuring tape.
"What is this?" Quan Jingzhou raised an eyebrow.
"This is a measuring tape, can't you be serious for once?"
Yu Guanguan's earlobes turned visibly red, and she glared at him, "Turn around quickly... or I'll prick you with a needle."
Quan Jingzhou chuckled and raised his hands, "Okay, whatever you say."
After saying that, he turned around.
Her figure looks even more perfect from the back.
It took Yu Guanguan a while to react before she picked up the tape measure and began to measure carefully.
Just as expected, Quan Jingzhou's body size is very standard.
“Guangguan…”
A man's sexy, deep voice rang out.
"W-what are you doing?" Yu Guanguan barely dared to look into those deep black eyes, so she could only desperately recite the body shape mantra in her mind.
"I have enough clothes...you shouldn't work too hard."
Yu Guanguan stammered, "Um, um, it's not too hard, don't, don't worry."
"I'd be heartbroken if you got too tired."
Quan Jingzhou suddenly spoke, a sharp smile playing on his lips as he scooped the person up in his arms, "So, it's better to rest for a bit first."
"You...you..."
Yu Guanguan never imagined that measuring clothes would turn into a lamb being led to the slaughter.
I want to turn your clothes into a dress!
She was both ashamed and angry, "I have to wear it even if I don't want to."
"Okay, whatever you say."
The first night at Jingyuan was just as fiery.
**
The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning.
Yu Guanguan slowly opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling and simple yet elegant European-style furniture.
It took her a moment to process what she had just remembered.
I'm alone in Jingyuan!
It was the place where she and Quan Jingzhou lived together.
Thinking of Quan Jingzhou, I couldn't help but think of last night.
If this continues, will she ever be able to save her back?
Yu Guanguan got out of bed, grimacing, but the man beside her was nowhere to be seen.
There were brand new clothes on the bedside table; they were from one of her favorite brands.
The latest design exudes an expensive and elegant feel.
"Quite tasteful..."
Yu Guanguan praised him, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.
The housekeeper and a group of servants were already standing guard in the living room. When they saw her come downstairs, they immediately bowed in unison.
"Good morning, young mistress..."
puff!
Yu Guanguan suddenly felt a sense of solemnity, like someone getting up early to attend court, and couldn't help but want to wave her hand and say "Rise."
"Uncle Wang, please just call me Guan Guan."
Yu Guanguan cleared her throat and looked around. "Quan Jing... where is your young master?"
"Young Master was picked up by Young Master Lou and Young Master Qin."
Uncle Wang said, "Breakfast is ready. Would you like to eat now, young mistress?"
"Oh, okay."
Yu Guanguan followed the housekeeper to the dining room, where a plump cook served up an exquisite breakfast.
The servants kept staring at her with curious eyes.
This is the first time the young master has brought a girl back to Jingyuan.
They were also instructed to treat Miss Yu as the hostess.
"Everyone, disperse, it's time for the young mistress to eat." The cook served Yu Guanguan porridge and said with a smile, "Young mistress, just call me Aunt Zhang. In the future, if you want to eat anything, just tell the kitchen and I'll make it for you."
"Oh, okay, thank you."
Yu Guanguan was eating quietly when she suddenly remembered something. She picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to Quan Jingzhou: "Do you have a car in your garage? I need to go out for a bit."
"Yes," Quan Jingzhou replied quickly. "What brand do you like? Lamborghini? Lincoln? Or Bugatti Veyron? Oh, and there's also a Ghost sports car... all with good performance."
No, not so much.
Yu Guanguan was sweating profusely. "Just give me a QQ car."
Quan Jingzhou: "???"
What is QQ?
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