On the second day after the hairpin, Jing Wei accompanied Jing Hantian and went to Jingyuan Temple with him. After Wei Yun passed away, the tablet was placed there.

This was the first time Jing Wei went to pay homage to Wei Yun and to her mother she had never met before.

For a moment, she was nervous and nervous.

She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but after she penetrated her soul, she inexplicably had some different views on these things.

Perhaps, there is really another magnetic field in the world, where they cannot see, those deceased are there.

"Your mother has been away for ten years. In the blink of an eye, you have become an adult." Jing Hantian sighed at Jing Wei.

Jing Wei didn't say anything, pursed her lips, followed him step by step, and followed him into Jingyuan Temple.

The master in the nunnery seemed to be familiar with Jing Hantian. When he saw him coming, he said to him directly, "General Jing, do you need to go there directly?"

Jing Hantian nodded and pulled Jing Wei to introduce, "This is Jing Wei. I saw him when I was a child. I just came to the palace yesterday. Today I will take her here."

"Hello, Master." Jing Wei shouted obediently.

The master smiled and nodded, leading the two to the back. The atmosphere was a little heavy along the way.

The three of them arrived at a room and the master said goodbye. Jing Hantian pushed open the door and walked in first. Jing Wei took a deep breath at the door before he followed him in.

When I saw it, there was no gloomy and dark scene. The room was very bright and the decorations inside were all in the living conditions of ordinary women.

"Is this?" Didn't you say that you came to pay a visit? No matter how you look at this house, is it a place where people live?

Jing Hantian picked up a feather duster and swept it, started cleaning the house quickly, then sprinkled water and opened the window.

"Xiao Jing'er, come here." Jing Hantian called her to walk to the inner room together, walked to a wall a few steps, pressed it in the middle, the wall slowly rotated, and a painting turned from the back wall to the front.

Jing Wei looked at the woman in the painting, dressed in tender yellow clothes, smiled peacefully, and looked back for a moment, quiet and beautiful.

Jing Hantian looked at the painting and his eyes were obsessed. She was still so vivid and young, but he was almost old.

"This is your mother. I saw it when I was a child, but I still remember it?" Jing Wei saw the portrait when she was five years old, but she was still a child at that time, crying and making a fuss, and she was unwilling to stay for too long.

Jing Hantian didn’t know, did she still remember it?

Jing Wei looked at the woman in her memory, whose blurry face finally became clear when she saw this painting.

This is Wei Yun, her biological mother.

"Remember." Jing Wei croaked, low and depressed, not sure whether it was her emotions or the emotional burst deep in her memory.

She looked at it for a while, then went to Wei Yun's tablet to worship, and left directly.

"Dad, I'll go back first, can you stay for a while?"

When I came here today, Jing Hantian missed his wife, but she was staying here, which disturbed them. So, it would be better to go home directly.

Jing Hantian didn't force himself, and responded, and said to Jing Wei, "I won't go back tonight, so you tell the butler not to guard the door."

*

Capital City, Qingpingle.

As soon as Jing Wei came back, he headed straight there and hurriedly went to find Fu Leiting.

It was related to a glance that night. Jing Wei was very interested in Fu Leiting's design and even wanted to dig deeper.

If everything was the same as she thought, she must find a way to make him stick to his ideas.

"Xiao Jing, why are you doing so urgently? I haven't finished drinking yet." Fu Leiting was dragged up at the table. The beauties around him had not had a heart-to-heart talk, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Jing Wei glanced coldly, and didn't know what to say about his unresolved decadent look.

Damn, my hands are itchy, I really want to beat someone up!

"You don't want me to see the clothes you designed, but you are not going to lead the way quickly. I left my father to come here specially. You are even with Huajiu." Jing Wei said sharply and questioned.

When Fu Leiting heard that Jing Wei had left Jing Hantian and came to him specifically, he suddenly felt that he was too important. He was even more important than Xiao Jing's father. Xiao Jing was really kind to him.

"Well, Xiao Jing, I am really moved by you. In your heart, I am more important than your father..."

Jing Wei…

She was just a quick talk and just polite. He could actually have such thoughts. His brain circuit was really weird.

However, she was too lazy to explain, for fear that the more she explained, she became more and more messy.

"Yes, it's more important than my father, so why not be more careless?"

"Okay!"

Fu Leiting was really angry this time, and he pulled Jing Wei straight to his room.

Bang, bang!

Open the door and close it, and there was a roar.

As soon as Fu Leiting closed the door, he went to the inner room to smuggle his clothes with a design sense, and he took out all of them.

The table, chairs, bed, couch, and even the floor are covered.

Seeing the room full of fine products with his own explosive thinking, Fu Leiting was proud and proud, pointing at them and letting Jing Wei watch it casually.

"You can do whatever you want. I'm part of it. If I want to watch it after reading it, I'll get it. If I like it, just take it and maybe I can wear it for your father!"

"My father doesn't wear these things." Jing Wei glanced at the I-shaped vest handed over by Fu Leiting and said speechlessly.

Fu Leiting didn't care and continued, "Then there is a prince. If you like it, you can wear it for him. This one, this one, and that one are definitely suitable for him. I made it according to his figure at the beginning..."

Bar, Fu Leiting became more and more excited as he spoke, and his hands kept gesturing.

Jing Wei looked at the flexible fat man in front of him and kept twisting, his eyes were a little dizzy, and he slapped his hand and hit him directly on his arm.

"Be quieter, can you still be careful?"

Fu Leiting was quiet in an instant, retreated aside obediently, feeling frustrated and excited, "Look, look."

The world finally became quiet. Jing Wei's ears moved comfortably, and she looked down at the clothes designed by Fu Leiting one by one.

Most of these clothes are in complete sets, and some are improved on the original clothes, cut and tighten the waist, and are like tuxedoes.

Some of them were created directly by Fu Leiting, such as vests of different forms, and strange styles similar to short-sleeved ones.

Jing Wei passed all the exams, and finally saw the shadow of modern shirts on a few semi-finished products!

She was shocked and picked up the semi-finished product and asked Fu Leiting, "What are you going to design this one?"

Fu Leiting kept squatting in the corner of the wall and drawing circles. When he heard that he was summoned, he was excited and headed straight for Jinglei.

"I don't know about this one. I suddenly had inspiration and made it, but I didn't have inspiration halfway through it, so I just put it there."

Fu Leiting's inspiration for design is sometimes surging, and sometimes it only makes the light of inspiration appear.

He himself didn't know whether he could continue if he didn't have enthusiasm.

Jing Wei looked at the clothes in her hands silently, thought for a long time, and suddenly spoke. "Get paper and pen."

"What are you going to do, painting?"

"Take it first." Jing Wei thought in her mind, if she painted the style of the shirt, would Fu Leiting have inspired her to successfully complete the design.

She really wanted to see where his talent was.

Fu Leiting looked puzzled and looked at Jing Wei with a pen. The more she looked, the more she felt that she didn't know what she wanted to do.

When the scenery was painted, Fu Leiting was even more confused. He pointed at the object in the painting in surprise and asked, "What kind of animal is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Jing Wei's forehead was leaping with blue veins, and she turned her head angrily and stared at Fu Leiting. How come, is her drawing that bad?

What animal is obviously a piece of clothing!

"Get out of here." After a while, the girl growled lowly, full of anger.

Fu Leiting suddenly laughed, laughing loudly, he pointed at Jing Bing and said, "I understand, you can't draw, Xiao Jing is a slut."

It’s not obsessed with painting, but painting idiots.

"Haha, I'm so laughing." Fu Leiting couldn't straighten his waist and looked at Jing Wei and found it very interesting.

...

When he waited, Fu Leiting took the paper and pen and did it himself, "What do you want to draw? You said I'll draw it."

Jing Wei had no choice but to compromise. She was probably not suitable for painting?

"You are like this...yes, the lines are a little more obvious..."

Jing Wei used his own impression as a guide to help Fu Leiting restore the modern shirt style as much as possible.

but!

She still underestimated his imagination. She just halfway through her words, and then he understood almost everything, and then asked her to shut up and make a few strokes.

After finishing, Fu Leiting's expression changed and he was stunned when he looked at Hua.

"Xiao Jing, do you understand too?"

He is simply a genius. After just looking at his semi-finished products, he can continue to create, which is even better than him.

Damn, he found a soulmate.

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