Chapter 32 Ye Xingyu’s hand is injured!

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Xie Qingcen took a look and said, "Did you design all these evening dresses?"

"Yes."

"So beautiful." Xie Qingcen praised.

Feng Ruoruo said: "Sister Qingcen, I remember you can dance. Please choose something elegant. When the time comes, you can dance with your cousin at the birthday party. It will be so beautiful."

"It's quite beautiful." Xie Qingcen responded, pointing to one of the white evening dresses, and asked Feng Boyan next to him, "Bo Yan, what do you think of that white one?"

Feng Boyan glanced at it and said in a clear and gentle voice, "It's not bad."

"Then I'll try that trick." Xie Qingcen smiled and said to Ye Xingyu, "Xingyu, I'm sorry to bother you."

Ye Xingyu kept his head down and smiled when he heard her words, "No trouble."

She called her assistant over and took off the evening dress for Xie Qingcen to try on.

"Bo Yan, I'm going to try on clothes first. Wait for me here." Xie Qingcen said softly.

Feng Boyan looked at his phone as if he was at work and nodded lightly, "Yeah."

Xie Qingcen walked over to Ye Xingyu with a smile. The dress had already been taken off, and Ye Xingyu put it in the fitting room. Just as he was about to walk out, Xie Qingcen said, "Xingyu, come in and help me put it on together."

Ye Xingyu paused and replied, "Okay."

The two of them entered the fitting room.

Xie Qingcen took off his clothes, revealing his curvy figure.

She touched her belly that was not yet swollen and asked deliberately: "Xingyu, do you think my belly looks big now?"

Ye Xingyu was dealing with the skirt. When he heard this, he glanced at her belly. It was flat for the time being and nothing could be seen.

She said softly: "I haven't shown my pregnancy yet."

"Yes, my birthday happens to be this month. If I show my pregnancy next month, I won't be able to wear this kind of waist-skimming skirt." Xie Qingcen said with a happy smile on his face, "By the way, Xing Yu, that bag of yours , Is it really a shame not to throw it away?"

In fact, she also wants that bag.

She was very happy when she saw that Feng Boyan had ordered it before, thinking that the bag would be given to her. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Ye Xingyu's hands.

"Well, he didn't want it, I picked it up in the trash can." In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ye Xingyu explained clearly. She now hopes that Feng Boyan and Xie Qingcen will be well, so that her father can come out.Xie Qingcen nodded, there was a smile on his lips, but it couldn't reach his eyes.

"Get dressed." Ye Xingyu helped Xie Qingcen put on the dress. Xie Qingcen looked down and, not knowing what happened, suddenly bumped into Ye Xingyu's hand.

Ye Xingyu's injured hand hit the soft stool next to her, causing her to grimace in pain.

"Xingyu, what's wrong with you? Did I accidentally bump into you?" Xie Qingcen looked at her guiltily.

Ye Xingyu shook his head, his lips a little pale, "It's okay."

It was just a bump, and the pain soon stopped.

Ye Xingyu held up the hem of her skirt and walked out with Xie Qingcen.

Feng Boyan raised his eyes and saw Ye Xingyu holding up his skirt like a servant.

And Xie Qingcen, like a beautiful peacock, stood under the light and asked Feng Boyan with a smile, "Bo Yan, is this dress suitable for me?"

Feng Boyan sat on the sofa and said calmly: "Very good."

"Really?" Xie Qingcen smiled warmly and looked back at his beautiful self in the mirror.Feng Ruoruo came over and originally wanted to find faults with the dress, but the dress was so beautiful that there were almost no flaws.

She had nothing to say and praised: "Sister Qingcen looks good in anything she wears!"

"It's not as exaggerated as you said, but Xingyu is so powerful, and the finished product looks so good when worn." Xie Qingcen smiled, "But I think there is too much fabric at the waist, and I want to tighten it a little more. Also, the hem of the skirt is too long and I'm afraid I'll step on it, so I want to make it shorter."

She looked at Ye Xingyu and said, "Xingyu, you don't mind me asking for too much, right?"

"No." She was pregnant, and it was normal to be afraid of falling. Ye Xingyu asked his assistant to bring a measuring stick.

The assistant was about to squat down and measure Xie Qingcen's skirt. Xie Qingcen said, "Xing Yu, I'm afraid the assistant's measurement is not accurate. Please help me measure it yourself."

"Okay." Ye Xingyu nodded.

It was quite frustrating, but when she thought that a set of luxury dresses cost hundreds of thousands, she felt balanced in her mind. She could earn one or two hundred thousand for one order, so she treated it as a fee.

Ye Xingyu knelt down, held the measuring ruler with his red and swollen hands, and measured the hem of Xie Qingcen's skirt, "Miss Xie, how short do you want to shorten it?"

"A little below the knees." Xie Qingcen looked in the mirror. At this moment, Ye Xingyu was squatting in front of her, like a servant.

Xie Qingcen felt much happier.

But Feng Ruoruo next to her had other plans. When she saw Ye Xingyu's injured hand, she thought that if there was an accident, her hands would never be able to draw!

A smile appeared on her lips, she pretended to fall and smashed Ye Xingyu's hand.

Ye Xingyu felt a black shadow above his head, and his heart trembled. He rolled to the side and avoided it.

She wasn't hurt.

But Feng Ruoruo's side was not so good. She fell on Xie Qingcen's skirt and bumped into Xie Qingcen, which made Xie Qingcen gasp in pain.

Xie Qingcen subconsciously held his stomach and glanced at Feng Ruoruo, with a fierce look in his eyes.

But it only took a second to disperse, and Xie Qingcen became soft and weak again, "Ruoruo, what are you doing?"

Feng Ruoruo's head hurt from the fall. He touched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Qingcen, the floor of Ye Xingyu's studio is too slippery. I accidentally fell down while wearing high heels."

She threw the pot on Ye Xingyu.Feng Boyan was talking on the phone. When he heard the voice, he came over and frowned sternly, "What happened?"

"The ground was too slippery, Ruoruo fell." Xie Qingcen explained softly.

"You weren't hit in the stomach, were you?" Feng Boyan asked her.

Xie Qingcen shook his head and said, "It's okay. Ruoruo hit my foot and her stomach is fine."

Feng Boyan looked at Ye Xingyu, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ye Xingyu looked calm.

She could see how nervous he was about the child just now.

Ye Xingyu was heartbroken.

"Ye Xingyu, the floor in your studio is too slippery and you don't even have carpets. Now I fell. How are you going to compensate me?" Feng Ruoruo stood up and accused her.

Ye Xingyu frowned and was about to speak when Feng Boyan said coldly: "Shut up."

Feng Ruoruo was slightly stunned, "Cousin, I am the victim."

"Who told you to walk without eyes?" Feng Boyan gave her a cold look.

Feng Ruoruo didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Ye Xingyu was surprised that he actually helped her fight Feng Ruoruo and raised her eyes to look at him.

The lines on his face were tense and he looked very unhappy.

"I won't disturb you, right?" At this moment, Pei Yanyu's voice came from outside the door.

Everyone looked over.

Pei Yanyu walked in with his secretary, carrying a box of cakes in his hand.