At this moment, in the main house’s living room.
Su Ran was looking through Nan Shuyun’s design drafts, a thick stack of them.
That she could persist for so long without any fame showed that she truly loved it.
Nan Shuyun’s designs leaned toward classical elegance, largely centered on the Cheongsam.
There were many other styles as well, but just a casual glance was enough to feel a strong wave of literary and retro style hitting you in the face.
This was a design style unique to her, just like her own serene and refined temperament.
Her color matching was also bold, where it seemed at first glance that combining such colors would look garish or vulgar, the details on closer inspection would surprise and enlighten the viewer.
Take, for example, the Cheongsam draft she was holding now, with its intricate and unique design, its knotted buttons, the classical charm of the ancient style managed to suppress the combination of two bright colors.
Then there were the fusion of Eastern and Western elements, which felt highly relatable and without any sense of discord.
Su Ran raised her eyebrows, a person who didn’t know how to dress herself but had such a strong fashion sense in private.
She indeed had her own unique points.
It was a pity, if she had joined the World Designer Competition.
By now, she would have had her place in the Design Circle.
After a long while, Su Ran finally put down the draft in her hands.
"What do you think... how is it?"
Nan Shuyun looked at her, feeling somewhat apprehensive.
Consecutively winning champion seven times, turning a national style brand into an international brand, letting more people know, appreciate, and fall in love with Hua Country’s fashion design, R, had always been her idol.
In front of her idol, Nan Shuyun, like everyone else, hoped to receive her idol’s praise and recognition.
Even though she herself was so insignificant.
Su Ran sighed softly, "It’s a pity..."
At these words, Nan Shuyun’s complexion turned deathly pale, a trace of sorrow flitting through her eyes.
After so much effort, was it all for naught?
Even R said so, no wonder the young miss of the Chu family looked down on her designs.
"I..." Nan Shuyun’s lips moved, her face turning pale.
At this time, Su Ran’s voice slowly rang out—
"If you had come out earlier, the design world would have already had a place for you."
A casual remark, no doubt the greatest redemption for her.
Nan Shuyun suddenly looked up, eyes rimmed with red, disbelievingly staring at Su Ran.
Seeing her , Su Ran slightly curved her lips, "Never thought about it?"
"I have thought about it!"
Nan Shuyun hurriedly said, afterwards, meeting Su Ran’s seemingly smiling gaze, she blushed.
"Everyone dreams at times, I’m, of course, no exception, but... I dared not think about it in detail or indulge in it, because after all, one day the dream must end."
"You can think about it properly now."
"..." Nan Shuyun looked puzzled.
Su Ran, holding her drafts, raised an eyebrow and spoke:
"Miss Nan Shuyun, are you interested in joining Qianran International?"
Nan Shuyun’s eyes widened, "Join Qianran International?"
Su Ran smiled and looked at her seriously.
"Yes, you should know that I have a clothing company, the brand just went public a while ago, and I urgently need talented designers, and you, will become another ace of Qianran International!!"
Nan Shuyun’s heart trembled violently, her heart pounding furiously, overwhelming!
Another ace of Qianran International?
This was something she didn’t even dare to dream about.
Yet Su Ran’s words unexpectedly ignited a sense of boldness in her.
She knew this was her last opportunity.
Her hands resting on her knees clenched tightly into fists, a fine sweat showing on her forehead.
A moment later, Nan Shuyun suddenly looked up at her, dropping a single word.
Su Ran smiled contentedly, she had thought someone like Nan Shuyun would at least hesitate or struggle a bit given her nature.
But now, looking at her confident eyes, Su Ran’s impression of her improved significantly.
"What do I need to do now?" Nan Shuyun asked, both excited and cautious.
Su Ran’s lips curled up as she looked at her, "Know about the upcoming Paris Fashion Week?"
Nan Shuyun nodded quickly.
Su Ran declared, "It’s all yours!"
Nan Shuyun stood frozen on the spot, completely unable to snap back to reality.
That was Paris Fashion Week, the top international fashion feast.
A gathering of the world’s finest designers and the most renowned international brands.
Such a big event, just handed to her so simply?
Should she be happy that her new boss trusted her so much?
But maybe that’s the aura and confidence that came with self-assurance and capability!
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll let you down?"
Su Ran raised an eyebrow and countered, "So will you let me down?"
Nan Shuyun declared firmly, "I will not."
Su Ran nodded, "I don’t think you will either."
Upon hearing this, Nan Shuyun’s expression grew even more determined.
That’s right, she wouldn’t!
With Xiao Ran here, nothing was impossible.
Fu Yizhi looked on from the side, scared witless, and couldn’t help swallowing hard.
Sister Su... so formidable!
Even an outsider like her knew about Paris Fashion Week, which showed its importance.
But not only did she delegate full authority to Shuyun, she was also so confident in her.
Sister Su, so mighty and domineering!
She really adored Sister Su so much!
In the main hall, while the three of them were enjoying their conversation, Fu Qixiu and Qin Feng each carried a tray out from the side courtyard.
On the trays, there were full plates of exquisite dishes.
Yet not a morsel had been touched.
Seeing this, Su Ran quickly stood up and approached them.
Qin Feng spoke up, "Miss Xiao Ran, this is President Fu’s lunch."
Su Ran frowned, "He hasn’t had lunch yet?"
Qin Feng confirmed, "Yes."
Su Ran’s brow furrowed even deeper, "What is he so busy with that he doesn’t even have time for lunch?"
Fu Qixiu couldn’t resist curling his lips.
Busy being angry, of course!
What else could it be?
It took Qin Feng quite a while to come up with two words, "...making money."
True to his role as his brother’s Special Assistant, the skill of lying through his teeth was practically perfect!
Qin Feng seemed to understand the expression on Fu Qixiu’s face, turned to him, and signaled with his eyes:
Second Young Master, dare you spill President Fu’s secret, saying he’s jealous and angry?
Fu Qixiu got the message instantly: I dare not!
Qin Feng: So there you go!
Watching the two exchange glances, Su Ran couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
In the end, her gaze settled on Fu Qixiu and she said sternly:
"Didn’t I ask you to accompany your brother?"
Fu Qixiu quickly nodded, "Sister-in-law, I did follow your words loyally. From the moment you left until just now, my brother’s figure never left my sight, not even for a second."
Su Ran twitched the corner of her lips, "Then why didn’t you make him eat?"
Fu Qixiu looked at her with a touch of grievance and pleaded,
"Was it me who didn’t let him eat? It was clearly my brother who wouldn’t eat. I can’t force him, besides, I wouldn’t dare!!"
Upon hearing that, Su Ran sighed softly, "Is there still hot food in the kitchen?"
Fu Qixiu nodded, "There is."
Su Ran excused herself to Fu Yizhi and Nan Shuyun, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.