Chapter 1071 Keep Calm

Pei Sicheng raised his eyebrows, justified. Su Mixue was calmer than he thought.

He thought that by giving these, she would hug him eagerly and agree to his proposal. However, Pei Sicheng also breathed a sigh of relief. At least it proved that Michelle was different from other women. Her decision was loyal to feelings, not material things.

Pei Sicheng suppressed the turmoil in his heart, turned over Su Mixue's body, looked down into her eyes, and said unhurriedly: "These are not problems, I happen to be good at management. I am in charge of more than a dozen listed companies. Financial business, as well as some investment companies, Michelle Studio is also my new project from today, you can consider hiring me, I don’t want a salary.”

His attitude was so sincere that Su Mi Xue was even embarrassed to refuse directly.

The key is that Pei Sicheng has prepared almost everything for her. She was very touched by this sincerity.

Su Mi Xue was silent for a moment, thinking over and over again, her delicate eyebrows almost tangled together.

She spoke slowly, "Sicheng, my team at Bai Zhi worked very well, and now I get along very well with Sister Xin, Zi Qing and the others. Everything is going very well, and I can't bear to leave them."

"While you are setting up your studio, you can continue to cooperate with Bai Zhi and the others without any delay. Michelle, I know you have concerns, but I really want to help you. As a new gold medal investor, I don't invest my money casually. I've seen your previous works. You have your own style. Being a stylist behind a celebrity will bury you. Michelle, you don't have to make a decision in a hurry now. I've already rented this office building and can't escape. "

Pei Sicheng's every word was directed at her worries, and the balance in Su Mixue's heart gradually tilted.

Ever since she entered the fashion industry and watched her predecessors standing at the top of fashion and leading the trend, she had dreamed that one day she would open her own studio and build her own brand.

But she needs to take care of her children, and she doesn't have much time to work hard.

When Pei Sicheng appeared, all her dreams came true.

She also felt envious when she saw that Lu Juefeng had managed Bai Zhi's studio so well.

But she didn't expect that God would give her Pei Sicheng in the blink of an eye, and she would also experience the feeling of being cared for and given everything with both hands.

It would be a lie to say that you are not moved.

But because of this, she worried that she would not be able to give Pei Sicheng a matching reward.

Pei Sicheng remained calm, watching Sumixue struggle, but he didn't say another word.

He showed his sincerity, Su Mixue had him in her heart, and it was only a matter of time before he got what he wanted.

Su Mi Xue walked slowly in the empty office. Dreams and reality were intertwined, and a stirring emotion arose spontaneously.

She has no intention of being a boss, but she hopes that her work will be recognized by more people. Being a celebrity stylist will inevitably be subject to various restrictions. If she designs her own brand, she will have more freedom.

"I will come over and create my own brand. I can't guarantee success, but I will try my best. Sicheng, if one day my dream comes true, I will not forget you."

Pei Sicheng smiled and said, "I will remember this. When the time comes, you will have to style me for free, and you will take care of all my clothes."

"No problem." Su Mi Xue agreed.

Pei Sicheng's gaze became deeper.

In his heart, the only person who can dress him up with her own hands is his wife. So Su Mi Xue is already Mrs. Pei.

When he gave her the company and took care of everything for her, he was putting a premium on himself. Now the balance in Su Mi Xue's heart has begun to tilt.

The days ahead are still long, six years have passed, and victory is ahead of him, so he doesn't need to be too impatient.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Pei Sicheng sent Su Mixue back to the villa on time.

When getting out of the car, Pei Sicheng took out two big bags from the back seat and handed them to Su Mixue, "Wait, there are Christmas gifts."

"Also!" Su Mi Xue was a little surprised.

Pei Sicheng looked at Su Mi Xue's surprised look, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger, "Mi Xue, I'm sorry, these are not for you. You have already received the gifts, these are for the children."

Su Mixue was a little embarrassed.

"Is it Uncle Pei?" Su Zixuan ran out of the villa. Before anyone arrived, her voice came from a distance.

Su Zimo walked over slowly after half a minute.

Seeing Pei Sicheng, she raised her head and looked at him for a moment, her dark eyes filled with calmness, "Hello, Uncle Pei."

Pei Sicheng bent his legs and squatted down, just enough to look at the two children, "Hello Zimo."

He looked at the red-haired Su Zixuan next to him, "Zixuan, you are as lively as the legend says."

"Hey, Uncle Pei can actually separate me from Zimo. Not bad, not bad, very qualified. Uncle Pei, my mommy is very beautiful and gentle. You will only make a profit by marrying her but not lose..."

"Ahem!" Su Mi Xue interrupted Su Zixuan and warned her with her eyes.

Su Zixuan didn't feel self-conscious at all, "Mommy, you and Uncle Pei have been dating for so long, and it's so uninteresting to not let you see your daughter and help you check things out."

Su Zimo said nothing, and the look in her eyes at Su Mixue conveyed a similar message.

Su Mixue was a little embarrassed, "Don't talk nonsense, we should go back."

Pei Sicheng smiled and said with interest: "Zimo Zixuan, your mother also examined me very carefully. She will not bring me to see you until the results of the examination are obtained. However, fortunately you ran out today, Only then can I deliver the Christmas gift to you in person.”

"Wow, there are gifts. Uncle Pei, I want to give you extra points." Su Zixuan suddenly beamed.

She and Su Zimo each received a large white paper bag.

By the light, Su Mixue could see the unique European palace-style pattern printed on the bag.

Although the gift bag was large, it was not too heavy to hold. Su Zixuan touched it curiously and sniffed it, wishing to open it immediately.

Su Zimo held her hand beside her and shook her head slightly, "It's impolite."

Su Zixuan paused and smiled at Pei Sicheng shyly, revealing a row of small white teeth.

She and Su Zimo said in unison, "Thank you, Uncle Pei."

Pei Sicheng looked at Su Zixuan and Su Zimo's little movements, and his smile became stronger, "It's a bit cold outside, you and Mommy should go back quickly. After Christmas, I will take you out to play when I come back from my business trip."

Su Zixuan stretched out her little hand and high-fived Pei Sicheng, "Okay, Uncle Pei, good work!"

Su Zimo nodded, "Uncle Pei, good night."

Su Mixue stood aside, and saw the happy atmosphere of the big and two children in front of her, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Pei Sicheng himself has a kind of affinity, like the sunshine in spring, warm but not dazzling, attracting people to approach.

But she didn't expect that in just a few minutes, Pei Sicheng was recognized by Zimo and Zixuan.

The BMW drove away, and Su Mixue walked into the villa with the two children.

Meng Changxin stood in front of the French window, turned his head and looked at the mother and daughter at the door, and said meaningfully: "Not bad, everyone has gained a lot."