Mo Shu Qianqian curved her lips, her gaze leisurely returning.
Qin An’s face turned extremely red in an instant, and she lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.
Soon, they arrived at Grandpa’s tea room, where Mr. Mo’s butler saw them coming and a visible surprise flashed in his eyes.
Mo Shu was famously disdainful of Qin An, and yet here they were, coming side by side?
But he didn’t dare delay, quickly stepping aside to greet them, saying, "Sir, the Princess and Miss Qin An have arrived."
Mr. Mo was having tea and chatting with Meng Yunjing, discussing something that clearly put the old man in a very good mood.
Turning around, he was surprised to see Mo Shu and Qin An entering together.
Qin An, with her face all red, bashfully called out, "Grandpa."
Mo Shu, on the other hand, appeared much more natural and comfortable as she sat down next to the old man, asking, "Grandpa, what are you and Brother Yun Jing chatting about that’s making you so happy?"
Mr. Mo chuckled and replied, "Yun Jing was telling me about some interesting encounters he had in Italy, and it just so happens you’re here. It seems Yun Jing might become your colleague in the future."
Mo Shu’s eyes lit up with surprise, "Really? Brother Yun Jing?"
Meng Yunjing set down his tea cup with a gentle smile, "I just returned to the country, and I’m not very familiar with many things here, but I do understand a bit about international fashion trends. I was just discussing with your grandpa, and it seems I might be able to play a role at Jijue, so I’m thinking of shamelessly trying for a position there. Would you welcome me, Shushu?"
His words were both humble and tactfully put.
Meng Yunjing, a fashion designer with a budding international reputation, was a rising star in the fashion industry, highly regarded for his status and taste.
Mo Shu, of course, was only too eager, saying, "Of course, since Brother Yun Jing is coming, the position must not be a low one," Mo Shu turned to Grandpa, "Jijue has been on the decline these past two years, and although our designers are talented, their style hasn’t made any significant breakthroughs in a decade. Having Brother Yun Jing join us would be wonderful. So, how about we create a director position in the design department for him, Grandpa? What do you think?"
Grandpa Mo appeared somewhat surprised and couldn’t help but take a second look at Mo Shu.
Mo Shu had never shown much interest in the company before, who would have thought her words now perfectly matched his own thoughts.
Meng Yunjing felt flattered and responded, "That’s too high..."
Grandpa Mo interrupted him, "Since Shushu has already said so, don’t refuse anymore. Whenever you’re ready, come start working at the company. It’ll be good for Shushu to learn from you too."
Mo Shu nodded, "Yes, Brother Yun Jing always had a sharp sense for fashion, just the person to teach me. Besides, my drawing skills are passable; who knows, if I learn from you, I might become a designer myself."
Meng Yunjing laughed, "You call that passable? From a young age, both your language and artistic talents have been strong. By saying that, are you trying to make me feel ashamed?"
Mo Shu smiled a bit smugly, "Isn’t that what I was waiting for you to say? Go on, praise me some more; I love hearing it."
Qin An, who had been quietly watching the entire time, couldn’t help but be captivated by Mo Shu’s radiant smile at the moment.
It was rare to see Mo Shu so happy; it seemed she and Mr. Meng had a really good relationship.
And also... Qin An never knew that Mo Shu could paint.
Weren’t they saying that Mo Shu was ignorant and foolish? ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel-fire.net