As soon as Song Zhiya touched the pocket, she knew what was in it. It must be the remaining money of Lu Fanghua and the others.

Her heart trembled.

Lu Fanghua and the others took out half of the money, which was not much to begin with, and now they had to give her some more.

While talking to her, she quietly stuffed the money back without anyone noticing.

Then he quickly took Tuanzi into the car.

After getting in the car, the family returned to the Song family.

Song Zhiya did nothing and went to sleep with Tuanzi.

Song Yufeng was a little uncomfortable seeing her so calm and collected. He didn't sleep well the whole night, fearing that she would get up and make a fuss.

The next morning.

Song Yufeng yawned. Song Zhiya actually didn't make a fuss last night.

It seems that she has really changed.

After the family finished breakfast, Song Yufeng was about to go out when Song Yuanyuan came over and said, "Brother, I want to go shopping. Can you take me out?"

In the past two days, she strolled out slowly.

But starting today she was going to wait for that talented designer. She didn't want to waste any more time, so she went there early in the morning and waited until the afternoon before coming back.

You can always squat.

Of course Song Yufeng agreed and took Song Yuanyuan out with him.

Song Zhiya was on the second floor. After seeing the two of them leave, she yawned, then went back to her room, pulled back the quilt and went back to sleep.

There are still a few days left, so let Song Yuanyuan go there and wait for the next two days.

After a few peaceful days, it was Saturday soon, and Song Zhiya bought some laxatives from the mall in the space.

It is actually croton powder.

Just putting a little bit of this in breakfast can cause Song Yuanyuan to have diarrhea.

As long as Song Yuanyuan was not feeling well, she would definitely go out later, and she knew that this designer would appear in the hotel around ten o'clock in the morning.

After thinking it over, Song Zhiya made all the preparations before going to bed.

the next day.

She got up very early with Tuanzi, took a walk outside, and then went into the house after seeing Song Jia and his wife get up.

We all have breakfast together every morning.

The seats were almost all fixed. Song Zhiya and Liu Qingyu walked in together. When she passed by Song Yuanyuan's seat, her hand gently brushed across the bowl, and some of the croton powder hidden under her fingernails fell down.

This kind of thing has no color, and no one would notice it if it fell. Song Zhiya pulled out her seat and sat down with Tuanzi to have breakfast together.

Song Yuanyuan got up late. After arriving at the restaurant, she stuck out her tongue and said to Liu Qingyu in a coquettish manner, "I'm sorry, Mom. I was so happy last night that I slept a little late."

In fact, she went out early and came back late every day. She stayed in the hotel all the time and didn't go anywhere. It was so boring.

After returning home last night, she took out all the things she had and checked to see if the money was enough to start working with the talented designer.

Although the person hasn't been squatted yet, it's during this period of time, probably in the next two days.

She couldn't miss the opportunity.

"If you're tired, just go to bed early. It's okay if you don't want to go out!"

"Whatever you want to eat at home, let your aunt make it for you." Liu Qingyu smiled gently. Song Yuanyuan pulled out her seat and sat down, and Song Yufeng also arrived late.

After calling mom and dad, I sat down to eat breakfast.

In the past, as long as the original owner didn’t make a fuss, the family would be quite happy during breakfast, and it’s the same now.

Song Zhiya stopped making trouble and everyone left after breakfast.

In the end, the only ones left were Song Yuanyuan, Song Zhiya and Tuanzi.

In order not to be discovered, Song Zhiya deliberately ate slowly, feeding the dumplings bit by bit.

Squatting in the bathroom, Song Yuanyuan felt unbearable pain in her stomach.

She had been there for five days in a row and hadn't seen the designer. Last night she tossed and turned in bed, racking her brains.

She was sure it was these few days.

Why haven't I seen anyone?

The memories of my past life are still vivid, and it was clearly about a week after my birthday party.

The person still didn't show up.

This is so weird!

Song Yuanyuan couldn't care less as waves of severe pain came. She could only solve her stomach problem first and then go.

I already have a few extra days, and I estimate that the designer will show up within these few days, so it won’t matter if I delay for a while.

Her thoughts were quite simple, and Song Zhiya had already arrived at the small restaurant at this moment.

Although the restaurant is not big, you can feel it is tidy as soon as you walk in, and the windows and tables are polished very brightly.

The restaurant was run by a couple. When they saw her, they greeted her with a smile, "What would you like to eat, little girl?"

When Song Zhiya saw the couple and took another look at the environment in the small restaurant, she couldn't help but complain about Song Yuanyuan in her heart.

In order to meet that talented designer, he actually said this about this hotel.

This little restaurant is quite nice.

"Give me a bowl of noodles."

Song Zhiya arrived on time, it was around ten o'clock in the morning.

When I was reading a book, I heard the designer say that she would come over around ten o'clock to have a good meal and then bring some dishes back for her mother.

"Okay!"

The boss was in his 30s and was quite enthusiastic. After he finished speaking, he wiped the table for Song Zhiya again, and then called his wife, "Wife, cook a bowl of noodles for this little girl!"

"Does the little girl have any dietary restrictions?"

Song Zhiya shook her head.

The boss then walked quickly towards the operation room.

Not long after Song Zhiya sat down, she saw a very young girl walking towards her from a distance.

The girl was wearing a white dress and holding two books in her hands. Song Zhiya couldn't see it clearly and kept staring at the figure.

There was a description of that designer in the book she had read, and Song Zhiya kept staring in that direction.

The girl walked quickly into the store, fanning herself with her hands, feeling a little hot.

"Sister Yu, follow the old rules and take one away for me!" After the girl entered the store, she said something to the kitchen, and then sat down in the corner, just across the table from Song Zhiya.

Song Zhiya looked at the girl in a white dress, holding a book in her hand. After putting it down, she took out a few sheets of white paper from the book and took out a pencil from her pocket.

She squeezed her hands and then started moving them quickly on the paper.

Song Zhiya saw a long scar on her left wrist.

It's her!

Song Zhiya had been staring at her just now. When she came in, she saw the teardrop mole under her right eye at a glance.

In the book, Song Yuanyuan intercepted the designer and made her her subordinate.

The designer would occasionally talk to Song Yuanyuan about his past.

She said that her favorite clothes are white, and she loves to wear long skirts, of all styles, and she also loves to design clothes for herself.

In addition to the obvious features, there is a teardrop mole under the right eye.

The most special thing is that there is a long scar on the left wrist.

That scar was caused by accident. It almost stopped me from being a designer.

Song Zhiya still remembers the designer’s original words.

She stood with Song Yuanyuan, gently touched the scar on her left hand and said with a wry smile: "I want to be a designer, but my family thinks that this job is better for me to do something else."

"I accidentally cut myself with a knife while working. Luckily, I only hurt my left hand. If I had hurt my right hand, I would never be able to be a designer again!"

Song Zhiya remembered it clearly.

After the girl sat down, she began to draw the design. Her lines were very smooth and they were brushed across the white paper.

Song Zhiya stared at her for a long time, and after confirming, she thought about how to approach and talk to her.

"Little girl, your noodles are ready!"

The boss brought the noodles out of the kitchen and looked at the girl sitting in the corner, "Wenxi is here!"

"It's so hot, I forgot to open the window!"

As the boss said this, he quickly opened all the windows near the window.

After opening it, she went into the kitchen to help. The wind outside was a bit strong, and it blew over and blew the design drawing the girl had just drawn to the ground.

Right at Song Zhiya's feet.

Song Zhiya reached out to pick it up, and the girl stood up and walked over.

"Huh?"

Song Zhiya picked it up and took a look at it. Then, with a look of excitement, she looked up at the girl who was walking over and asked, "Is this the clothing design you drew?"

Um?

When the girl heard his words and looked at Song Zhiya, she felt a good impression of her and thought she didn't look like a bad person.

Nod.

"Do you know this is a clothing design?" The design the girl just drew only had some simple drafts and had not yet been finalized.

People who didn’t know would think it was just a random scribble, but unexpectedly, Song Zhiya could actually understand it.

Song Zhiya nodded. The moment she saw the design drawing, she understood why the original owner's parents were able to make a fortune with the help of this talented designer after encountering this great opportunity.

What a genius!

I came from the future and have seen many designs. I also read fashion magazines in my free time.

This girl has a very clear mind and thinking, and the latest elements of the design are also very interesting.

Although Song Zhiya didn't understand, she could barely see that it was a good thing.

"I've seen some designs, but none of them are as good as yours. Your design thinking is very novel, and I find it very interesting!" Song Zhiya did not directly state her thoughts, but began to praise.

The girl couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

“It seems you understand this too.”

Song Zhiya nodded. She had read so many magazines and various designs in her previous life, and she had also seen a lot on the Internet. Even if she didn't understand much, it would be okay to talk about some of the basics.

"The latter element is very novel. Many people nowadays don't have the same way of thinking as you." Song Zhiya said, and started chatting with her.

The two of them became more and more excited as they talked.

The girl rarely met someone who understood design as well as Song Zhiya, so she said a few more words.

“Are you designing for people in a factory now?”

As Song Zhiya was chatting, she got straight to the point. The croton powder she added would at most cause Song Yuanyuan to have diarrhea for two hours, so she wanted to be quick.

"Your design is so good, your salary should be very high!" After all, Song Zhiya had been laying the groundwork for so long, so the girl didn't think much about what she said and just sighed.

Song Zhiya asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

The girl sat down in her seat. "It's not that high."

“It shouldn’t be like this!”

Song Zhiya pretended to frown. "Your designs are so good, the clothes you make must be very popular, so your salary should be very high. Could it be... you were cheated?"