"Yuntang, you are a man from the Li family. How can you say such things are unrelated to you?"

After Li Yanze finished speaking, he placed the teacup in his hand heavily on the coffee table and continued with a calm face: "If my father was still alive, do you know how disappointed he would be..."

"Brother, when my father was alive, I returned to China for his request to develop and supported the current Li Group. After my father passed away, I will leave all the shares to you and help you become the president of the Li Group."

He interrupted Li Yanze's reprimand absent-mindedly, and Li Yuntang stood up to see him off: "So, even if Lu Jiahao said something to you, please find a way to solve it yourself and don't waste your time on me."

Li Yanze's face was so ugly.

Not only because Li Yuntang rejected him, but also because Li Yuntang saw through his plan at a glance and even guessed what method Lu Jiahao used to threaten him.

The ability to know the difference is a gap between him and Li Yuntang that can never be made up for.

"Ailee, let's go."

No longer had the fantasy of successfully solving it, Li Yanze left with Chen Aili indignantly, and before leaving, he slammed the door on the door, scaring the maids in the villa to tremble.

"Sorry, Miss Qin, let you see this scene." Li Yuntang withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly at Qin Yiren: "I hope you are not frightened."

"Master Li Er, you are too polite." Qin Yiren shook his head quickly, just to be upset for Yan Xiaye: "The wedding date is only two days later. Although you can buy other wedding dresses, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find in such a short time. It's especially satisfying."

Li Yuntang nodded gently, looked at the depressed little woman, and whispered in a low voice as if coaxing and comforting: "Xia Ye, let's go and see that wedding dress?"

Yan Xiaye stood up disgustedly. She originally planned to surprise Li Yuntang at the wedding, but now it seems that there is no hope.

As Li Yuntang got up, she didn't want to neglect her friend, "Yiren..."

"No, no, no, don't worry about me." Qin Yiren waved at her, "I've always been sleepy lately and I'm going to go back to bed."

"Okay." In view of the other party's current physical condition, Yan Xiaye did not force her to leave her and ordered the maid to say, "Please send Yiren to the car later."

The maids agreed and watched them leave.

Back in the bedroom, Yan Xiaye held the ink-colored dress with distress, hugged it to Li Yuntang, and said aggrievedly: "Yiren and I have been choosing for a long time, and... this one is white."

Li Yuntang didn't know the rules of the older generation of Jiang Hai. He lifted up the hem of the dress with his slender fingers and comforted softly: "Don't be sad, I know you have spent a lot of effort. I will find a way to see if it can be done in two days. It's the same one."

"It's impossible. It took a twelve days to make this wedding dress. It was still the case that the dress itself had already been completed and only the details needed to be modified."

After Yan Xiaye finished speaking, she smiled reluctantly and prepared to put away the dress.

It is certainly a pity to not wear it on the wedding day.

But since the incident has happened, no matter how much regret it is, it will be useless. She does not intend to cry pretentiously, which will affect Li Yuntang's mood.

"Even if that's the case, it's still worth a try." Li Yuntang smiled gently, raised his hand to stop her actions, looked down at the bits of ink on the hem of the skirt, and suddenly thought of something: "Xia Ye, I've seen it in your drawings. Do you know how to draw lotus flowers?"

Yan Xiaye was a little confused and nodded gently.

Then, her eyes fell on the dress in her hand and she immediately understood what Li Yuntang meant.

"I did learn painting for a while..." Yan Xiaye blinked, and excited glory appeared on Qingmei's little face, and hesitantly asked: "Is it really okay to do this?"

"As long as you are happy, nothing is a problem."

Li Yuntang's thin lips curled up slightly and said slowly: "I will find someone to remade this dress in the shortest time, just to be foolproof. You have to choose spares in advance. After that, how to design this dress?

By your will.”

Yan Xiaye playedfully stuck out his tongue and agreed without saying a word.

Even so, she knows nothing about dress design.

However, extending these ink dots and drawing them into large ink-colored lotus can still challenge them.

She placed her dress on the wide desk with great enthusiasm. She found the spare parts for ink from the drawer, and with the help of Li Yuntang, she found a small and exquisite brush.

Gently smoothed the wrinkles on the hem of the skirt, Yan Xiaye dipped his pen full of ink, and hesitated and did not dare to take action immediately.

After all, her "painting paper" is very expensive, and she is not a well-known painter. She always changes design drawings again and again on weekdays, but now she suddenly has no room for revision, so she inevitably has some psychological pressure.

"Summer night, relax."

Li Yuntang stood behind her, gently embraced her in his arms, held her little hand with the other hand, and took her to drop a stroke on the hem of her skirt.

The dark ink drops a dot of ink on the white skirt.

With Li Yuntang's help from the side, Yan Xiaye breathed a sigh of relief until the man held her hand and chuckled and put another stroke.

"Ah, no, no, this is how lotus flowers are drawn..."

Pouting his mouth and taking back the dominance of painting, Yan Xiaye was immersed in it, outlining the shape of the lotus one by one.

Because of her job as a jewelry designer, her lotus is not a realistic sketch style, but a simple style that can be used in jewelry design.

Soon, ink silhouettes bloomed one by one on the white skirt, cleverly covering up the previous ink dots, which did not seem particularly abrupt.

"Summer night, it's done well." Li Yuntang was by her side, looking at her works seriously nodding, completely unscrupulous of his praise: "If you no longer like designing jewelry one day, you are painting

A study in the field is probably a good choice.”

Yan Xiaye's cheeks were red when he praised him.

She didn't think she was so powerful, but the encouragement from Li Yuntang made her very confident. It not only covered up the ink dots, but also added some drawing patterns that had been used.

It took half an hour to go, Yan Xiaye took a deep breath and carefully made the last stroke.

Looking at the dress that had changed in a daze, Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't believe that this was her work for a moment.

The whole skirt has changed from graceful and gorgeous to ink style, with European elegance and Chinese elegance perfectly combining, beautifully complementing each other.
Chapter completed!