"Oh, if you don't have time, just forget it. I know the way myself. I'll take a bus to get a driver. Others don't know what kind of driver I think I'm from, and I'm going to the competition with a hidden rule." Tang Buhua smiled, not realizing at all that she was indeed the eldest lady of a certain family.

"Okay." Murong Jinyan nodded, knowing Tang Buhuai's personality, and knowing that she is not talking nonsense. Tang Buhuai really wants to do things with his own strength, "Is your hands really okay?"

"Really! Cutting the fabric is no problem at all!" Tang Buhua nodded vigorously...

Even if I had done so, I shouldn't have thought too much...

Murong Jinyan has really delayed many days of work for himself. A person like him is not like an ordinary person. It is already a very willful move to accompany him for a while.

"You go back to work quickly!" Tang Buhua smiled and turned around, "I'll go find something and put the flowers in it."

Murong Jinyan looked at Tang Buhuai's back and a very, very light smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Tang Buhuai is such a vibrant girl who has a completely different feeling from herself.

He has been very angry since he was a child, as if he had almost no ignorance. He learned to speak at one or two years old, and since he was three or four years old, he was able to remember what happened at that time. Although he was still stingy at that time, he did not do anything like a child at all.

So Mu Yutian was always sad, feeling that he had no childhood... Sometimes she felt that it was because she had created him like this, with indifferent emotions and matured prematurely.

In fact, Murong Jinyan also thinks it’s nothing…

Everyone has different growth trajectories, and he is the boss of the Murong family, and his father is a normal person who matures earlier. He thinks there is nothing wrong with this, and he is also very happy to be able to take care of everyone.

special……

How could a little girl like Tang Buhuan be fine if she was not by her side?

The next day's game was not that early, and the time started at about 10 o'clock, but Tang Buhua needed to go out at 8 o'clock.

As a result, when she got up at 7:30, she rushed out of the room with great enthusiasm, but still didn't get a word that Murong Jinyan could give her "Come on!"

Tang Buhua clenched his fists and simply said to himself, "Come on!"

Tang Buhua brought his usual tools to make clothes, but he only found out when he arrived at the venue. The things everyone brought were very professional, with a wide range of equipment...

The only thing she holds in her hand is the ones she has saved up since she was a child. She feels that she is the most convenient tool for her.

So... When Tang Buhuai stood up, everyone looked at her side and couldn't help but find it funny.

Where did the little girl from the country bun come from? She is so poor and comes to participate in the competition. Is she really the one who passed the auditions?

Tang Buhua didn't think anything. If he could have a set of professional tools, it means he was a professional. Wouldn't he be full of fashion designers in this world!

"Hey, hey, you, that's you!" Suddenly someone shouted twice behind him.

Tang Buhua subconsciously turned his face and looked over. He saw a man dressed in charmingly and wearing glasses, who was actually calling someone here.
Chapter completed!