Nuan Nuan flipped through it and found that the hot comments on Weibo were all about the same painting style.

In addition to desperately praising Lu Baoqi, she is also trying to suppress Lu Baoyu.

Han Jiayu also walked over, looked down at the screen in Nuan Nuan's hand, and immediately couldn't help but complain.

"Sister Nuan, don't look at Bai Lianhua's Weibo. Those hot comments are from the trolls she hired, but they can even say such things! Isn't it just an invitation letter to an anniversary celebration?

It was nothing more than throwing money at it, and they boasted it... as if she had won the Nobel Prize! Our Sister Nuan is a world-class mathematician and science fiction writer. Can a woman like her who only knows how to dress up compare to her?

?”

After Han Jiayu finished her rant, she turned around and found Nuan Nuan staring at the screen with something wrong on her face.

She was a little worried and asked: "Sister Nuan, are you okay? If you are a fan of Lu Baoqi, you don't need to take it seriously. Isn't it just an invitation letter? Derek, the chief designer of the H family, must be blind.

If Lu Baoqi doesn’t invite you, it’s the H family’s loss!”

"That's right, Sister Nuan, who is Lu Baoqi? How can he compare with you?" Mo Qingyu also spoke up.

However, compared to Han Jiayu's pure worry, Mo Qingyu said comforting words while looking at Nuan Nuan suspiciously.

Why does my sister-in-law look so bad today?

Although what Lu Baoqi did was indeed disgusting, Sister Nuan was not someone who would argue with such a clown.

Besides, isn't it just an invitation letter from the H family?

If he remembered correctly, the Wen family held a lot of shares in the H family. Nuan Nuan couldn't get a few invitation letters, so why was she so entangled?

At this moment, Wen Nuan suddenly slapped the table, stuffed Mo Qingyu's cell phone back into his hand, and quickly took out his own cell phone.

Mo Qingyu glanced at it and saw a large foreign text flashing on the warm screen, which seemed to be French...

He wanted to look again, but Nuan Nuan had already turned around, blocking his view.

Mo Qingyu didn't dare to peek at his sister-in-law's cell phone openly, so he could only sit back obediently and looked at each other with Han Jiayu, wondering which song Nuan Nuan was singing.

Nuan Nuan has no time to care what these two people think.

Just now, after seeing the photo Lu Baoqi posted on Weibo, the first thought that flashed through her mind was: It's over, it's over, she's going to be hunted down again!

She quickly took out her mobile phone and logged into the Instagram account she had neglected for several months.

Sure enough, her private messages exploded.

Among them, the vast majority of messages were sent from an account named "Derek".

[nda, are you here? I mentioned to you at the end of last year that I hope you can provide several sets of designs for the H family's 300th anniversary show. You should still remember this, right? How is your progress now?

Please try to submit the manuscript before the end of March so that we can have sufficient time for subsequent production rehearsals.】

[nda, are you here? The last message is still shown as unread, where have you been?!]

[Ah ah ah, nda master, it’s already March, why haven’t you gone online to receive news? Where is the design draft you agreed on? I have already listed your design as the finale of this show, you

…If you don’t submit the manuscript, what should I do?]

[Master nda!!! It’s already April, you... what on earth have you been doing? Could you please do me a favor? Even if you don’t submit the manuscript, at least... please reply to me!!]

[Oh my God, nda, please, at least say something...]

There are at least hundreds of messages about Derek.

At first, it seemed very normal, and I would come in every month or so to ask about the progress.

But as the time approached the end of March, Derek became anxious, and the messages became more and more frequent.

From one article a month, to one article a week, to one article every day...

Now, it has exceeded the deadline given by Derek at the beginning and entered mid-April.

Derek looked completely crazy and called her almost every hour...

Nuannuan looked at the news, her heart skipped a beat, and a hint of guilt flashed across her face.

Yes, nda, the most famous co-designer of the H family, is also one of her vests.

However, it was a complete accident for her to cooperate with the H family.

In their family, Zhuang Shiyan and Wen Jingzhi are both big fans of the H family, so from a very young age, what she wears has been exclusively customized by the H family.

As she grows older, Nuan Nuan gradually begins to dislike H's designs, so she often draws some of her favorite styles and brings them to H's for customization.

Because the Wen family is the top VIP of the H family, and even later became one of the major shareholders of the H family, Nuan Nuan's exclusive customizations are not dared to be accepted by ordinary H family flagship stores, and they are all specially sent to the headquarters of country F.

Go, let the chief designer personally design it.

Derek, the current chief designer of the H family, was amazed when he saw the design draft of Wen Nuan Hua for the first time.

After that, he began to call Nuannuan and cordially invited her to be the co-designer of the H family and make some advanced customized style designs for the H family.

When Nuannuan first received the call, she refused without saying a word.

She drew those designs just to make some beautiful clothes for herself and her best friends, not to become famous and make money.

She already has enough things to do every day, so how can she waste so much time on clothing design.

However, Derek is very sincere.

After being rejected by Nuan Nuan several times, he simply flew from Country F to China in person and went directly to the Wen Family to invite Nuan Nuan to come out.

Nuan Nuan was also very annoyed, so she could only pick out a few scraps from the waste paper basket that she was going to throw away, and threw them to Derek, perfunctorily.

Unexpectedly, after Derek got the scrap manuscript, he felt like he had found a treasure. He almost jumped up with joy and returned to country F happily.

For a while, Nuan Nuan still suspected that there was something wrong with Derek's mind.

It wasn't until the next quarter's H House Haute Couture exhibition that Derek had people make the works on her design draft, and even let the models who walked out of the opening wear them.

That night, the entire European and American fashion circles exploded.

Almost everyone is talking about the talented designer who goes by the pseudonym nda and her world-amazing works.

In order to buy the clothes she designed, the phone number at the H family's high-end headquarters was directly filled with calls.

The H family’s high-end price is already astonishingly high, and it’s impossible to afford it without hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Chapter completed!