Chapter 1125 - 1125 1110 Extra Story Nineteen (11)

Chapter 1125: 1110, Extra Story Nineteen (11) Chapter 1125: 1110, Extra Story Nineteen (11) The cool breeze was slightly chilly under the shade of the trees, where Maomao was discussing the design drafts with Eric.

What could they possibly be discussing for such a long time?

And sitting so close together.

Jian Tianlin casually leaned against the window frame with one hand in his pocket, his thin lips shaping a cold curvature as he observed the pair seated too closely for his comfort.

After a while, he couldn’t stay still any longer.

“I heard that An Qi will also be participating in the competition, you’ll have to be extra wary of her,” Eric said while looking at the design drafts.

“The competition is quite prestigious, she probably wouldn’t dare to play any tricks,” Maomao replied without looking up, not taking the mention of An Qi to heart at all.

Eric, “That’s hard to say.”

This competition was an excellent opportunity to make a name for oneself, and with An Qi’s jealous nature, it was difficult to ensure she wouldn’t try some underhanded tactics.

“Do you mind if I sit here?”

A deep voice sounded, interrupting their conversation.

Maomao looked up to find the man pulling out a chair and sitting down next to her.

“…”

If she said she minded, would he actually get up and leave?

Jian Tianlin leaned back, his gaze sweeping over the design draft in her hands before taking it, “Is this your design?”

Having inherited the artistic talent from both Khan and Xiya, Maomao was incredibly gifted in jewelry design. In recent years, she’d won numerous jewelry competitions and now even had her own personal brand, making her a hot new designer in the jewelry design industry.

Maomao hummed in affirmation, feeling an inexplicable nervousness.

She seemed nervous, glancing at him occasionally while trying to maintain a composed exterior, “What do you think?”

“This diamond’s color isn’t suitable,” he commented incisively after a glance at the draft, prompting Maomao to lean in closer.

“Are you suggesting I use a different colored diamond?”

The bracelet design on the draft featured a blue diamond as the centerpiece, surrounded by smaller white diamonds for contrast.

She hadn’t yet manufactured the final product of this bracelet, always feeling that something wasn’t quite to her liking, but unable to pinpoint what exactly that was.

With Tianlin’s comment, it’s as if she had an epiphany.

Switching the main diamond might just achieve a different effect.

She rested her chin in her hand, catching a glimpse of the man’s dazzling purple eyes, and a spark of inspiration flashed in her mind.

There it was.

How could she have forgotten about purple diamonds?

“Tianlin, I think sometimes you’re quite useful,” Maomao said with a grin, propping up her chin.

“Are you sure it’s only sometimes?” Jian Tianlin narrowed his eyes, his deep voice carrying a hint of dangerous undertones.

Maomao raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying.

“Avila, then what color would you change the main diamond to?” Eric asked, noticing the interplay between the two, with a playful smile emerging at the corner of his lips.

Maomao smiled mysteriously, “It’s a secret.”

“Grrr—”

A sudden sound broke the silence, and a cold wind blew through the clarity of the moment.

Jian Tianlin rested his head on one hand, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

“What’s so funny?” Maomao’s face flushed red as she quickly stood up, frantically gathering the scattered design drafts.

This was utterly embarrassing.

“Hungry?” Jian Tianlin picked up the design draft she had knocked onto the floor and asked with a suppressed smile on his lips.

“Is it wrong to be hungry?” Maomao’s face turned red; she glared at him, but her gaze held no real threat.

“Mind your own business.” She huffed, clutching her draft and hurriedly ran off.

Jian Tianlin watched her retreating back and found it exceptionally adorable.

“You like her?” Eric suddenly spoke up.

Jian Tianlin withdrew his gaze and looked at him indifferently. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“That’s unfortunate because I think Avila is a very nice girl, and I was planning to pursue her as well,” Eric said with a polite smile.

Jian Tianlin’s eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, he hooked up the corners of his lips with a mischievous smile.

“You can try.”

The one he was interested in, nobody else would even think about competing with him.

“Should I take that as a threat?” Eric retorted with a fearless smile, meeting his profound gaze.

Yet, within a few short seconds, an involuntary chill crept up his back.

He subtly turned his head away, looking at the distant garden.

Jian Tianlin spoke lightly, “As you wish.”

“Are you so sure she will choose you over me?” Eric was irked by his domineering look, as if everything was under his control, and he deliberately provoked him.

Jian Tianlin stood up, his brow confident. He enunciated each word, “Because I am Jian Tianlin!”

Facing the self-assurance in his eyes, Eric was shaken.

It was only after he had walked far away that Eric gradually regained his composure.

“Nineteen, there’s a lot of delicious food; come eat with me.” Hearing footsteps, Maomao looked up and saw who it was, smilingly waving her ‘paw’ at him.

She’d completely forgotten the argument they just had.

Jian Tianlin pulled out a chair to sit down, observing the greasy corners of her mouth with an amused shake of his head, “Weren’t you supposed to be on a diet? Eating so much, be careful or you might not get married later on.”

“Please, my stomach was upset yesterday, so of course, I have to make up for it today. Filling my stomach is more important than dieting.” Maomao took a bite of the lamb steak, glaring at him with slight annoyance, “Moreover, where have I gotten fat? What do you mean I won’t be able to get married? What nonsense are you spouting? You should be more concerned about whether you will be able to find a wife yourself. Hmph!”

“Since you’re so worried about me, why don’t you just make do and become my wife?” Jian Tianlin leaned in close, his tone 70 percent jest and the remaining 30 percent serious intent cleverly concealed.

“Pff—”

Maomao looked as if she had been scared a thousand times over, spraying out a mouthful of porridge.

The whole table full of dishes suffered the consequences in an instant.

“Cough cough…”

Jian Tianlin’s lips twitched lightly, feeling fortunate that he ducked quickly.

He was just making a comment; was such a big reaction really necessary?

Maomao coughed, her face turning red as she slammed down her chopsticks. “I’m saying, did you leave your intelligence on the road when you came back?”

Spouting such unreliable things.

He might have liked to say that he had left his intelligence on her.

Jian Tianlin reached for a napkin, and as he approached her, Maomao leaned back, looking at him in astonishment, “What are you doing?”

“I’m offering you a tissue, look at all the grease on your mouth,” Jian Tianlin replied calmly, and then looked at her with a teasing gaze, “You didn’t think I was going to wipe your mouth, did you?”

“Who would think that? Stop flattering yourself.” Maomao’s voice faltered in her haste, and then she snatched the napkin he was holding.

“Go stand over there, and don’t disturb my meal.”

“Are you sure you can still eat that?” Jian Tianlin glanced at the dishes on the table smeared with rice grains and asked with suppressed laughter.