Song Shijing continued, "Young Madam, you've also been invited to F Nation's fashion show. Last week, they were urging you about the 100 million dollar-design draft. You should take some time out to work on it.
"Although you're very busy and don't have enough time to rest every day, it's still the wedding gown of the richest man in the capital. You'd better hurry."
The smile on Yao Mengqing's face vanished instantly.
Song Shiyu was dumbfounded. When did his brother become so eloquent?
Since his brother had spoken out, Song Shiyu would not back down. "Brother, what are you talking about? So what if Young Madam doesn't design it? So many people are looking for her to design clothes every day. We can't agree to all of them. Besides, with our president around, even if she doesn't do anything, who can say anything?"
The corners of Yao Mengqing's mouth twitched. She was extremely embarrassed.
The Song brothers echoed each other. Had they already noticed that she was shooting daggers at Qiao Xi?
Song Shiyu said unhappily, "Our young madam is Gu Shan. Not just anyone can afford to invite her to design for them. Everyone who wants to ask her for designs could form a line all the way to the capital. Brother, don't rush her for the design drafts."
Yao Mengqing shuddered and was surprised.
Qiao Xi was Gu Shan?
She was the international designer, Gu Shan?
Yao Mengqing had always been overseas and never paid attention to the news in the country, so she did not know that Qiao Xi was Gu Shan.
She bit her lip tightly. Gu Shan's identity had always been very mysterious. It was uncertain whether Qiao Xi was the real Gu Shan. Perhaps she had simply lied in order to take Mrs. Gu's identity.
Yao Mengqing pretended to be surprised. "Xi Xi is Gu Shan? I've always admired Gu Shan. I knew that the person Ah Zheng likes would definitely be very outstanding."
Qiao Xi said lightly, "Miss Yao is right.
"I'm very idle. A dress that I design is priceless. I have so much money that I can't finish spending it, so I don't have to overwork myself by designing clothes every day. Money is just a number to me."
Yao Mengqing almost vomited blood.
From Qiao Xi's eccentric tone, she meant to say that the clothes she painstakingly designed were worth less than a dress designed by Qiao Xi?
Yao Mengqing's face was pale. She forced a smile. "That's right. No wonder you don't like the clothes I designed. You're a designer too, so you must have higher expectations. Don't worry, I'll design a new batch for you as soon as possible..."
"Gu Zheng, are you just going to watch Sister Mengqing be bullied like this? Sister Mengqing had to work overtime every day to make 16 clothes but she doesn't like them?"
At this moment, a young man's voice sounded from the door. Qiao Xi turned around to see Gu Zheng and a young man slowly walking over.
The young man was dressed in casual clothes that were from designer brands. He looked to be about 18 or 19 years old.
Qiao Xi knew who he was the moment she saw him.
This was Gu Zheng's biological younger brother, the son whom Madam Gu doted on the most, Gu Yao.
If it were not for the fact that Gu Zheng had completely taken control of the Gu family after he became an adult, the head of the Gu family would have been Second Young Master Gu.
Gu Yao raised his head arrogantly with a cigarette in his mouth, looking very arrogant.
"Is this woman worthy to be the mistress of the Gu family? A gentle woman like Sister Mengqing is more suitable!"
Yao Mengqing quickly said, "Gu Yao, don't say that!"
She then looked at Gu Zheng with a gentle expression. "Ah Zheng, he's still a child. He's always been willful. Don't take it to heart."
"Sister Mengqing, am I wrong? You worked so hard to design 16 sets of clothes, but she didn't even say a word of thanks. She's even making things difficult for you! Qiao Xi! Why are you so petty?"
Qiao Xi chuckled.
Wouldn't Yao Mengqing receive payment for designing these clothes? Since she received the money, wasn't this what she should do?
Why did designing a few sets of clothes make her feel aggrieved?
Moreover, if Yao Mengqing had been sincere in designing clothes for her, she would accept them no matter whether they looked good or not. However, these clothes were full of sly intentions.
Yao Mengqing lowered her eyes and drooped her head aggrievedly. "Ah Yao, don't speak up for me. Xi Xi is your sister-in-law. You can't talk to her like this. I'll design a few more clothes. Don't let me affect your relationship.."