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Yan Wen's mood became cheerful because of the bowl of chicken soup Yang Jiaojiao made last night. But he is someone who holds grudges, and he won't easily let go of anyone who provokes him. He glanced casually at his phone and didn't answer immediately.
He didn't take the phone until the third time.
"Manager Yan, are you trying to show off to me?"
The man on the other end, named Zhu Junjie, had a very bad attitude and questioned.
"Are you saying that when you didn't answer my calls before, you were just putting on a show for me?"
Yan Wen turned the tables.
The man choked, "Manager Yan is capable of anything in Hai-City, I wouldn't dare put on a show for you!"
The man said hesitantly, but his tone was full of disdain, with a lofty attitude that made Yan Wen purse her lips. "Speak up, why did you call me?"
"I told Manager Yan this morning that my affairs don't need your intervention."
"It seems you know about me sending off the reporters."
He needs to suppress the heat around Song Lan now, in order to prevent the heat from continuing to rise, he must figure out where these reporters came from and send them away. Yan Wen did not deny it. He said in a candid tone, "You should have heard that it's easy to invite a god but hard to send one away. You asked me to help you investigate the matter before, and I have already gotten involved. I won't stand by and do nothing until this matter is completely resolved." Zhu Junjie is destroying himself. If he really has a mental problem, by the time he recovers and returns to normal, Gaoqing will have suffered a great deal.
He is friends with Zhu Junjie and cannot see such a thing happen without trying to stop it.
"Manager Yan!"
The man's tone became more serious.
"Zhu Junjie, no one has ever used me up and then kicked me away, and you can't either. I want to do whatever I want, and you have to bear with it!"
In Hai-City, with him around, can Zhu Junjie still turn the world upside down?
This Zhu Junjie is completely unfamiliar to Yan Wen!
Yan Wen hung up the phone.
In the bedroom, Yang Jiaojiao woke up and didn't see Yan Wen.
Yang Jiaojiao touched the blanket covering her. Is this... from Yan Wen?
Even though the room was warm with plenty of heating and she wouldn't feel cold at all, he still covered her with a blanket. Yan Wen didn't seem as cold and distant as he appeared. Yang Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. After quickly washing up and coming downstairs, Aunt Qing greeted Yang Jiaojiao with a smile, " young madam, you're awake. Come and have breakfast!"
Early in the morning, Yan Wen told Aunt Qing that he had already obtained a marriage certificate with Yang Jiaojiao. Aunt Qing happily started calling her "young madam" instead of "Miss Yang."
"Thank you, Aunt Qing," Yang Jiaojiao smiled.
Yan Wen didn't go to the company for some reason and was sitting in the living room, watching a tablet and drinking coffee. His expression was stern and extraordinary.
"Thank you for covering me with the blanket," Yang Jiaojiao said politely after taking a sip of orange juice.
"No need," Yan Wen glanced at her lightly and said, "I just find it troublesome."
"Uh?"
"You caught a cold, Aunt Qing will take care of you."
"Uh..."
Alright!
Anyway, this person never communicates in a normal way. Yang Jiaojiao is generous and doesn't bother with him. She quickly finished breakfast and sat on the sofa with Yan Wen. Aunt Qing watched from the side, the man handsome, the woman beautiful, feeling like she was admiring a beautiful painting.
menacing, Yan Wen spoke up, "Grandma wants to see you today."
"Today!" Yang Jiaojiao was a bit shocked. Although she had been mentally prepared to formally meet Grandma Yan as Yan Wen's wife, she was still a bit at a loss when she menacing received the notification from Yan Wen.
"Is there a problem?" Yan Wen asked.
"No, no, no, it's fine. Can you give me some time? I want to go out and buy a new outfit. These clothes are too casual, and since it's the first time I'm formally meeting your grandmother, I should dress more appropriately to show my respect!" Yang Jiaojiao was just making an excuse; she needed some time to prepare herself mentally.
"No need for that. Zhou Ping has casually prepared some things for you," Yan Wen said as he stood up. "Come with me."
What Zhou Ping had prepared was clearly arranged by him; Zhou Ping was merely a runner.
"Oh!" Yang Jiaojiao followed Yan Wen upstairs helplessly.
Upstairs.
Yang Jiaojiao stood in the cloakroom, looking completely dumbfounded.
"Yan Wen, is this what you call 'casually preparing some clothes'?" Yang Jiaojiao widened her eyes in disbelief!
The 50-square-meter spacious dressing room was packed to the brim with everything from clothes to shoes to bags and accessories, all neatly arranged by color and style.
Yang Jiaojiao doesn't know at all that these clothes are just spring styles, which are the most popular styles of various well-known brands at present. Over the years, when she was abroad, her clothes were all bought by Kelin, and there were quite a lot, and they were very good. But she has never seen so many, and they are all famous brands. For her, as long as the clothes are clean and simple, it's enough!
Just prepare casually like this, if not casual, do I have to fill the entire villa?! Yang Jiaojiao feels a bit guilty. Yan Wen remains expressionless, "Hmm. They are all your size."
"How do you know my size?" Yang Jiaojiao asked instinctively.
"I have a photographic memory."
"What do you mean?"
Yan Wen looked at Yang Jiaojiao with deep and clear eyes, full of meaning.
Yang Jiaojiao menacing understood, feeling a warmth in her ears. She immediately turned her head, refusing to look at him. But how could she forget? His hands had already measured every inch of her body that night!
Yang Jiaojiao felt like a fool!
She immediately turned around to face the dazzling array of clothes and jewelry. There were just too many, to the point that Yang Jiaojiao didn't know where to start. "Don't like them?" Yan Wen asked when she hesitated.
"Not really..." Her hesitation made Yan Wen feel like she didn't like it, so he immediately took out his phone and called Zhou Ping, ordering, "The things you prepared, Yang Jiaojiao doesn't like them! Have someone send them again and throw these away!" Yang Jiaojiao, quick-witted, stepped forward, snatched the phone and hung up, "Yan Wen, I like it, I really like it!"
Yan Wen looked at Yang Jiaojiao with confusion, "If you like it, why do you look so troubled? Women are really troublesome!"
"Then why don't you go and exchange it? Do you want me to help?" Yan Wen asked her.
Yang Jiaojiao immediately said, "No need!"
After that, Yang Jiaojiao pushed Yan Wen out of the dressing room and locked the door.
Looking at the full dressing room, Yang Jiaojiao felt surprised but also a sense of happiness arose.
It seems that he spoils himself no less than Kelin does.
Yang Jiaojiao walked happily past the clothes rack. It has to be said that Yan Wen really has a good eye. These clothes, whether in style or color, are all to Yang Jiaojiao's liking. It's just that with so many clothes, she really doesn't know which one to choose for a moment!
Yang Jiaojiao picked a dress and tried it on in front of the mirror. Hmm, it's a very delicate style with a cinched waist, and the fabric feels very luxurious and delicate. The exquisite floral print represents spring, but... at the moment she saw the price, Yang Jiaojiao couldn't help but count, "one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand..."
"Oh my goodness, this dress actually costs fifty-eight thousand! It's a robbery!"
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