The next morning, Jiang Yuan called the front desk and asked them to send breakfast to Jiang Ningyuan in the next room.
After spending two days together, she had a pretty good understanding of Jiang Ningyuan's habits.
He's not picky about food; he'll eat whatever you order for him. He's easier to raise than a piglet.
As for clothing, she didn't need to worry about it; every piece of clothing he wore was custom-made, and his taste and eye for style were impeccable.
The rest is just arranging the itinerary.
Therefore, taking care of Jiang Ningyuan was just like taking care of a kitten or puppy to her.
When it's time to feed him, arranging his schedule and keeping him busy are like taking him for a walk; when it's almost time, we come back.
After returning, Jiang Ningyuan remained quiet and stayed in the hotel.
Aside from reading scripts, he's always engrossed in them, as if he's living in a play, and he doesn't bother her, his temporary assistant.
In short, it's easy to manage.
After about the right amount of time, Jiang Yuan went out and arrived at Jiang Ningyuan's room.
Just as I was about to knock, the door opened.
Jiang Ningyuan glanced at the hand suspended in mid-air, then looked at Jiang Yuan, and the two locked eyes.
"Good morning, Mr. Jiang." Jiang Yuan greeted him as usual.
"Good morning," Jiang Ningyuan replied, seemingly used to responding to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang then made way for him.
Jiang Ningyuan walked ahead, and she followed closely behind him.
only……
Jiang Ningyuan glanced at Jiang Yuan, who had short legs, out of the corner of his eye. For every step he took, Jiang Yuan had to take two steps to barely keep up with him.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ningyuan slowed his pace.
Jiang Yuan slowed her pace and flipped through her notebook, reading aloud her daily schedule to Jiang Ningyuan, "Today's schedule is: at 10:00 AM, go to Meimei to shoot a fashion magazine featuring the season's new products; at 11:30 AM, go to..."
Jiang Ningyuan has a very good memory; he can remember something after hearing it only once.
She doesn't need to worry about this at all.
"There's still time to attend Sister Liu Yu's wedding along the way, but I can't stay for too long, probably only about thirty minutes," Jiang Yuan said.
Attending Liu Yu's wedding wasn't on the itinerary, but judging from the gift Jiang Ningyuan prepared for Liu Yu, it's clear that Liu Yu must treat him quite well, otherwise she wouldn't just give him something so expensive.
She had checked the itinerary and knew that they would pass by the hotel where Sister Liu Yu was holding her wedding on the way to the art exhibition, so they could stop by for a drink at the wedding.
"Thank you." Jiang Ningyuan looked at Jiang Yuan and said thank you to her.
He knew that Jiang Yuan had arranged this for him.
"Actually, I also have some selfish motives." Jiang Yuan's eyes curved slightly, and a glint of light flashed in her dark eyes.
“Attending a wedding means you get to eat at the banquet, and the newlyweds will even toast you,” Jiang Yuan replied.
Jiang Ningyuan frowned slightly.
He could understand attending a banquet, but what was so strange about the newlyweds toasting?
“The newlyweds’ toasting brings good luck, and if they say some blessings, their luck will be even better!” Jiang Yuan replied.
Most importantly, she has never attended a wedding banquet or eaten at a wedding feast.
Jiang Ningyuan's eyes reflected Jiang Yuan's radiant smile.
She emphasized the word "luck".
Yes, she was quite unlucky.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been mistakenly taken in, bullied, and kicked out of the Jiang family.
"The car is here." Jiang Yuan looked at the car parked in front of the hotel.
Jiang Ningyuan didn't ask any more questions, but instead took Jiang Yuan into the car and headed towards their destination.
The day after not encountering Jiang Shuyuan and Jiang Yusi was another smooth day.
Filming went smoothly, and things went well on set as well.
The Jiang family.
Jiang's mother warmly welcomed Xiang Xinyang, who was about the same age as her daughter.
"It's really too much trouble for Miss Xiang to come to the Jiang family in person," said Jiang's mother with a face full of apology, but she was extremely pleased with herself.
The Xiang family is more powerful than the Jiang family, yet the Xiang family's daughter, the future heir to the Xiang Group, personally came to her home to take her daughter's measurements.
If word gets out, it will bring honor to the Jiang family.
Of course, Xiang Xinyang's willingness to design clothes for her daughter Xiao Si was something she had begged for.
However, others simply don't know this.
“Although I am the eldest daughter of the Xiang family, I am also a designer. It is perfectly normal for a designer to come to a customer’s home to take measurements. There is nothing troublesome about it. The most important thing is that Mrs. Jiang paid me.” Dressed in a Lolita outfit and with exquisite makeup, Xiang Xinyang elegantly picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and replied.
“Miss Xiang is a well-known designer at such a young age, it’s truly enviable,” Jiang’s mother continued.
"Mrs. Jiang's son and daughter are also very capable. One manages the Jiang family business very well, and even my father praised President Jiang for being young and promising."
"One is a well-known novelist whose novels are not only popular with domestic readers, but also with foreign readers, and they are bestsellers."
"As for the other two, needless to say, you can see them on screen no matter which channel you switch to."
Seeing Jiang's mother's smile, which brought wrinkles to the corners of her eyes, Xiang Xinyang smiled back.
While she may be clueless when it comes to romance, that doesn't mean she's clueless in other areas.
Jiang's mother's words were not a compliment to her, but rather an attempt to use her to praise her own sons and daughters.
Jiang's mother was lucky to have met her in a good mood today, so she chimed in with a few words.
She wouldn't bother with her if she was in a bad mood.
She'd seen this kind of trick many times before.
If she hadn't been worried about something going wrong or delaying her meeting with Master Jiang that evening, she wouldn't have come to the Jiang family to take Jiang Yusi's measurements herself.
The thought of seeing her favorite Master Jiang in person at nine o'clock that night made Xiang Xinyang's smile even brighter than that of Master Jiang's mother.
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