Lu Weixi wasn't falling for it, she had been standing by the door since he walked in. When she heard what Qin Zhiyou said, she pretended not to.
And for a grown man to make a bed sheet into the shape of a cartoon cheetah, how childish can he be?
Actually, Qin Zhiyou didn't want a cartoon print either, he told his secretary, Wang, to find a leopard print bed sheet. But a leopard print flannel or fur one could be found for winter, where would he find a leopard print bed sheet for the summer? Because he was in a hurry, Wang had no choice but to find him a cartoon cheetah one.
But Qin Zhiyou did not want her to stay out of it. Seeing her standing still made him a bit upset, "Lu, aren't you a designer? You can design bedrooms too, right? Shouldn't a designer personally select the furniture they buy? This is not good."
