The reborn group favorite, the eldest lady is wild and sassy

The hot sun shines on the asphalt road. Pedestrians passing by are wearing sun umbrellas. Even if they only wear thin short-sleeves, their foreheads will still be covered with beads of sweat.

In a British-style cafe on the street, three girls were sitting together in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, discussing something. In such a hot weather, it seemed that only air conditioning could make people feel comfortable.

"The weather has suddenly gotten hotter."

Liu Yusha looked at the passers-by and felt that they were too hot.

"By the way, Xiaoxun, this is the plan I asked the advertising company to come up with. What do you think?"

Yan Xiaoqian took a sip of juice through a straw and blinked her round eyes.

"By the way, our brand name hasn't been decided yet."

Liu Yusha patted the table.

"Yes, yes, this is all making me confused. Store manager Wang even called me specifically to tell me that he was going to make a plaque. Did we decide what to do?"

Yan Xiaoqian looked at Gu Xun.

"Xiao Xun, do you have any good ideas?"

Gu Xun thought and touched his chin.

“Our brand will definitely go global in the future, so I think it’s best for the name to be in English and not too esoteric.”

Liu Yusha nodded.

"I agree with this. Some brands have a long English sentence, which shows that they are literate, but many people actually can't understand it and can't remember it. It will be difficult to recommend it to others next time."

Yan Xiaoqian nodded seriously.

"It makes sense, then let's make one that everyone can understand."

Gu Xun looked at the two of them, then turned to look out the window.

"Why don't we call it deeplove, it's easy to understand."

"deep love?"

Yan Xiaoqian chewed the name repeatedly. "Deep love?"

"Yeah" Gu Xun nodded.

"It means deep love, deep love for clothes, and deep love for myself."

"Do you love yourself deeply..." Liu Yusha blinked.

"This is good. You are not bound by the shackles of the world. You can only do what you want to do. What you love most is yourself! Xiaoqian, what do you think?"

Liu Yusha turned to look at Yan Xiaoqian, only to find that she was in a daze.

"What's wrong, Xiaoqian, you don't like this name?"

Gu Xun also asked quickly.

"I'm just telling you what I think. Our clothes are all designed by you. If you have different ideas, just speak up."

Yan Xiaoqian looked at the two of them, and suddenly her eyes became wet, and she shook her head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, I don't dislike this name. I like it very much, really."

Yan Xiaoqian pursed her lips and intertwined her two fingers.

"Xiao Xun, Yu Sha, thank you very much."

This sudden sentence made Liu Yusha and Gu Xun feel at a loss.

"Why don't you say thank you? What's the matter, Xiaoqian?"

Yan Xiaoqian quickly shook her head, "It's really okay, I just think the name is good, so let's call it this."

Liu Yusha and Gu Xun looked at each other and after confirming that Yan Xiaoqian was indeed fine, they felt relieved and continued their discussion.

"Then what kind of font should we use..."

……

night.

Yan Xiaoqian was drawing a manuscript at the table.

Looking at the three newly completed sisters' outfits in front of her, she smiled with satisfaction.

After getting up and stretching, Yan Xiaoqian turned around and lay on the bed.

Looking at the white ceiling, she was a little dazed.

Suddenly, she took out her phone and pulled out a photo of herself in junior high school.

The photo is a group photo, taken by the class organization when she was in the second grade of junior high school.

At that time, she was standing on the edge of the first row. She was obviously in her teens, but she didn't have the slightest agility at all.

The thin body looks extremely fragile. Although the round eyes are looking at the camera, they cannot find any life in them.

Yan Xiaoqian pursed her lips and looked at herself on the phone, memories flooding into her mind.

Regarding her past, she didn't even go into detail about Gu Xun and Liu Yusha.

It's not that she treats the two of them as outsiders, but that she doesn't want to mention them in front of outsiders, as if she wants to gain sympathy...

Yan Xiaoqian originally lived in a county town. Although the area was underdeveloped, her family also lived in a building. Her parents had to cope with the difficult life, so she was considered carefree.

But when she was seven years old, her parents suddenly divorced. She only found out later when she grew up that it was because her father had another woman outside, and her mother couldn't bear it anymore and filed for divorce.

During the divorce, Yan Xiaoqian's mother only wanted her, and there was not much left after paying off the mortgage, so only a small amount of furniture went back to her grandma's house in the countryside.

Soon after, Yan Xiaoqian followed her mother to another man's house. I remember that the man was smiling and seemed very friendly when they first met.

So it didn’t take long for the man and mother to get married.

They followed the man to his home, which was also a room in the village.

The new life is no better than before. Yan Xiaoqian's nails have also become covered with muddy grooves. No matter how she cleans them, they will become dirty again after a day.

Not long after that, my mother became pregnant and gave birth to a little girl.

From then on, an idea that came out of nowhere lingered in Yan Xiaoqian's mind.

You... are redundant...

Yan Xiaoqian felt uncomfortable every time she saw their family of three laughing together, but the little girl had no way to express her feelings and could only grow up silently.

Her relationship with her sister was not that good. The child would always bully her and not get close to her. She didn't even know where she had offended her sister.

Gradually, men seem to reveal their true nature, smoking, drinking, and gambling, making the already poor family even worse.

By the time she was in junior high school, Yan Xiaoqian knew a lot more. She would often stare at the newspaper-pasted ceiling in her dark little room in a daze, and she began to become numb. She could not even look at the squeaking mice in the room. .

As for her biological father, except for meeting her once a year when the child support was paid, he seemed to be a non-existent person on weekdays.

……

Yan Xiaoqian looked at the ceiling and recalled the past, and unknowingly a tear dropped from the corner of his eye and wet the pillow.

She opened her palm, looked at a long scar on her palm, and pursed her lips.

It was scratched by herself with glass shards when she was in junior high school.

At that time, she always felt that only this kind of pain could make her feel numb that she was still alive.

She thought about committing suicide, but she didn't have the courage.

She loved her mother, and she could not imagine what her mother would look like after she died. Her mother was also a poor woman.

When she was in the third grade of junior high school, Yan Xiaoqian didn't want to study. Studying would cost a lot of money, and she couldn't even imagine it because of her extremely low self-esteem.

Later, her grandfather firmly disagreed and used his pension to insist that Yan Xiaoqian go to school.