Wang Yue smiled reassuringly. "You still have me, don't you? We can figure something out together. If all else fails, we can ask someone else to design it."
Yang Xiaoyun thought her design was fine, so she waved a little fist and said,
"We'll try designing it ourselves first. If that doesn't work, then we'll find someone else."
Wang Yue smiled and nodded. While Yang Xiaoyun worked on the design, he quietly offered a few suggestions.
Only then did Yang Xiaoyun realize, to her astonishment, that Wang Yue was genuinely good at design. It was quite a surprise.
People generally liked to imagine things for themselves and then get all moved by their own assumptions.
Yang Xiaoyun was no exception. Gazing at Wang Yue with deep affection, she asked,
"Teacher Wang, did you specifically learn fashion design for me? I feel like your suggestions have made my design even better."
Wang Yue didn't explain. Instead, he smiled and said, "Of course. Since I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you, I ought to find some common interests with you."
Yang Xiaoyun was deeply touched. She climbed into Wang Yue's lap and kissed him passionately.
"Ring, ring!"
Yang Xiaoyun had been getting a little carried away, but the phone suddenly rang. Remembering that their situation wasn't exactly suitable, she reluctantly let go of Wang Yue and answered.
"Hello!"
Yang Xiaoyun had been about to complain a little, but then she heard Mi Lai crying on the other end.
"Xiao Yun, I'm heartbroken!"
Yang Xiaoyun was taken aback. "That Lu Tao actually dumped you? Which little vixen lured him away?"
"It was Xia Lin!"
Mi Lai shouted angrily, "I'm telling you, I've cut ties with him. You have to cut ties with him too."
Yang Xiaoyun hadn't expected it