Clara Chu looked at the prototype wedding dress design in her hand, and she had already imagined what she would look like wearing it.
She couldn't help but be dazed, and a happy smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her lips, and even Clara Chu herself didn't notice it.
Xiaojun saw this scene when he pushed the door open. President Chu was staring at something with his chin in his hand and grinning foolishly.
If someone didn’t know him, they would probably think that Mr. Chu was possessed by a demon.
"Mr. Chu? Mr. Chu?" Xiaojun stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Clara Chu's eyes. He called out twice before she responded.
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