"No, I'm honored."
"I don't see any honor on your face," Ye Zong said sarcastically.
Wen Yan paused for a moment, then said softly, "To be honest, it's my class reunion today, and I thought my husband would come to pick me up."
As she spoke, a wave of sadness almost spilled out.
Ye Zong's dark eyes slowly deepened. He had thought she wanted him to pick her up in his Rolls-Royce to show off in front of her classmates. But the girl's expression now was far from that.
"Are you saying you'd rather your husband pick you up in a beat-up car than ride in mine?"
"Your car is excellent, of course, Ye Zong," Wen Yan said truthfully.
But she hesitated, her expression forlorn, "But the feeling of home is different."
Ye Zong remained silent.
"However," Wen Yan looked at Ye Zong, especially his deep eyes, "Every time I meet you, Ye Zong, I feel a sense of familiarity..."
Something flickered in the man's eyes.
"Is this a new way of hitting on me?" the man sneered, a smile playing on his lips.
"No..." Wen Yan replied instinctively, a strange thought forming in her mind.
If he hadn't reacted, Wen Yan would have dismissed it as her imagination. But there had clearly been something in his eyes just now.
As those dark, deep eyes slowly merged with the ones from her memory, Wen Yan suddenly had a bold guess. She pretended to be on her phone and dialed Leng Xunze's number.
Watching the words "Calling..." appear, Wen Yan's heart fluttered. She was extremely nervous. At that moment, she couldn't tell if she wanted his phone to ring or not...
The next second, the man's phone rang.
Wen Yan immediately looked at Ye Zong. The familiar silver-white mask seemed to shatter instantly.
Her fingers trembled, and her palms were inexplicably covered in a sticky sweat.
Ye Zong took out his phone and answered it.
His deep voice said, "Hello."
However, the call wasn't for Wen Yan. A sweet female voice came from the other end: "Are you home yet?"
"Not yet."
"Are you on your way? Then go home and get some rest early. You don't seem to be resting well lately," the voice said with concern.
Although the voice wasn't loud, Wen Yan recognized it as Wen Ya's.
As for her own call, no one had answered.
Wen Yan put away her phone.
She couldn't tell if she was disappointed or relieved.
But, was Ye Zong with Wen Ya tonight?
After the call ended, Wen Yan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you with Wen Ya?"
The man's sharp gaze swept over Wen Yan, and she felt a chill.
He didn't answer, his breathing low.
Wen Yan was a little confused. Had she said something wrong? It was just a curious question; there was no need for such a strong reaction!
She felt a little wronged.
Fortunately, they soon arrived at their destination. Wen Yan returned home. The surroundings were silent, and she felt an emptiness in her heart.
Lying in bed, she forced herself to fall asleep early.
The next day, as she entered work mode, she felt a bit awkward when contacting Sun Liyan. However, Sun Liyan seemed to act as if nothing had happened yesterday, chatting as usual. She was very satisfied with Wen Yan's design but made a request: to use the best materials, and the rhinestones on the skirt must be the best.
The entire design would cost at least fifty thousand.
However, Wen Yan could understand; celebrities needed to shine.
But Sun Liyan made another request.
"I don't have that much money right now. I'll pay you for the dress once it's designed," Sun Liyan said.
Wen Yan frowned slightly: "But our company's policy is to require a fifty percent deposit first. If you're satisfied with the design draft, you need to pay the full amount. If you're not satisfied with the finished product, we can make modifications at any time."
Sun Liyan: "Wen Yan, we're old classmates. Don't you trust me? You know my family situation isn't good. I used my earnings from the past few months to treat my family's illness. I only have tens of thousands left."
Wen Yan hadn't realized she was so filial.
Wen Yan could only say, "I'll ask the director."
She went to find Qiao Nan and happened to run into Lin Fang coming out. When Lin Fang heard about it, she said, "She's your classmate. Our Xinghua company has a humanized management approach. We need to show sufficient respect to our clients. Sun Liyan is also a big star. Since she won't owe you money, there's no need to chase after payment. It would make people think Xinghua is too rigid."
Wen Yan thought it made sense and nodded, agreeing to Sun Liyan's request.
She then began searching for accessories. She was so busy for a week that she didn't even have time to drink water. Finally, she managed to finish it just in time.
The finished product was finally ready. m..oΓg
Sun Liyan arrived a slow three hours later than the agreed-upon time, and it was already dark.
"I'm so sorry. The crew had to work overtime tonight because someone kept messing up a scene," Sun Liyan apologized, but without much remorse.
Wen Yan didn't want to dwell on such a minor issue. The finished product was the most important thing: "It's okay. Let's see if you like the dress first!"
She took Sun Liyan to see the finished product.
Upon seeing the V-neck, strapless long dress shimmering in the light, a look of deep amazement flashed in Sun Liyan's eyes. My goodness, this dress, though seemingly simple in design, held hidden wonders. The neckline was adorned with delicate lace, adding a touch of sexiness to the pure white. The silk-like skirt, with its subtly twinkling rhinestones, looked elegant yet luxurious.
At this moment, Sun Liyan had to admit that after wearing so many designer clothes, Wen Yan's designs were absolutely top-notch.
She truly hadn't expected Wen Yan to be so talented.
If she wore this dress on stage, it would surely cause a sensation.
But...
Thinking of something, Sun Liyan suppressed the amazement in her eyes and turned to Wen Yan, blaming her: "What kind of design is this? I'm not satisfied at all!"
Wen Yan frowned slightly. She had clearly seen the amazement in Sun Liyan's eyes just now.
But she patiently asked, "What are you not satisfied with? I can modify it for you."
"I'm not satisfied with anything. I have a fashion show coming up soon, how can I have time for you to make changes? I really didn't expect you to treat me like this after I trusted you. I'm so disappointed!" Sun Liyan said loudly.
These words were truly harsh. Wen Yan frowned, "But we confirmed the design draft."
"I didn't know back then that your design would turn out to be such a piece of junk!"
Sun Liyan: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore. It's so annoying and a waste of my time. I'm leaving!"
"You!" Wen Yan was anxious, "Sun Liyan, this dress was designed entirely according to your wishes. If you don't want it, what do we do now?"
"What do you do has nothing to do with me? Improve your design skills. You call yourself a designer with this level of skill?" Sun Liyan's tone was undeniably sarcastic. With that, she left irresponsibly.