After returning home, she simply took the expensive Anima jacket back from the dry cleaners, put it on the bed and stared at it, her thoughts confused. She didn't know how to return it to Yi Huaiyang, and didn't want others to suspect anything.
, but the problem is that she doesn’t want to see Yi Huaiyang. She is afraid of damaging it if she expresses it. Those clothes are sky-high prices, and she is so poor that it is difficult to deal with them no matter what.
I clenched my hands tightly and clicked a few times on my phone. After a glance, I was not satisfied. I deleted, rewritten, and revised again. An hour passed. I glanced at that simple line of words and exhaled heavily.
He gritted his teeth and sent it directly.
The clothes have been washed.
Then he threw the phone directly into the quilt, but still stared at the dark screen, holding his breath.
I have been busy since I came back from Leifeng. After I got my coat back, I threw it in a corner and forgot about it over time. I found it when I was looking for something that day. But it was stained with some dust and it took a lot of time to dry clean it.
She has a lot of money, and it hurts her to think about it. She can't even spend that much money on a piece of clothing. Yi Huaiyang has never asked her for clothes, as if he can't buy that thing with a simple year's salary.
The clothes she bought were just pajamas for Yi Huaiyang, which were dispensable. But she couldn't throw them away. Yi Huaiyang suddenly thought of this clothes. She had no money to pay for it. It would take up space if she put it away.
, is not a good choice anyway. It would be better to get rid of him as soon as possible. I always feel like I owe him something.
As soon as the screen lit up, Jian Jian immediately picked it up and glanced at it, wanting to vomit blood. There was only one word - OK, simple and clear.
I wish I could punch him through the screen. No one understands the word "good", but there is no explanation at all about what to do with clothes.
He punched the air a few times and gritted his teeth angrily, "What should I do with my clothes?"
I waited for almost half an hour before I received his message again. As expected, I am a busy person and have no free time on weekends. It takes so long to reply to a text message.
He sighed, found a better-looking bag, and put it neatly inside, folding every corner neatly.
Looking at the brand-new building in front of me, but all around it showed that I was rich, I swallowed involuntarily.
When this community went on sale, half of it was sold in one day, setting a new high in the real estate industry. At that time, I heard that even if you had money, you couldn't buy it, and it was sold out in less than a week. The facilities in the community here are very good.
, it also comes with a small garden, a large supermarket, and first-class entertainment facilities. When she saw the introduction, she could only look at it secretly. She might not be able to afford it in her lifetime. Yi Huaiyang unexpectedly
Living in such a place where every inch of land is worth every inch of gold, should she re-examine Yi Huaiyang as a person?
Suddenly she didn't want to go up. Yi Huaiyang asked her to send her clothes, so he was going to give her a severe blow. They were similar in age, and Yi Huaiyang was the boss of a company. He drove an expensive car and bought his own house.
.And she, a working girl who works nine to five, gets up early every day to catch the subway, and shares a small room of several tens of square meters with others.
When she received a text message from Yi Huaiyang, she wanted to return the clothes to him. She coldly sent a series of addresses. Today she really wanted to make money and eliminate disaster. She hoped to see him later and nothing happened to both of them.
Unhappy incident.
Because Yi Huaiyang told the security guard in the community, she got through quickly. If there was no security guard to guide her, she wouldn't be able to find it after walking for a whole day, it would be too big.
Yi Huaiyang was stunned when he saw Yi Huaiyang dressed in casual clothes. The sharp edge on his face was hidden and there was no aggressive aura. Just as he was about to hand the bag in his hand to him, a hoarse voice came out, "Come in." After that, he went in first.
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Jiang Jian looked at the half-open door and reluctantly walked in. But he couldn't help but stop at the door, not knowing whether to walk forward or take off his shoes. His floor was made of marble, and it was so clean that there was no trace of dust, and he didn't want to think about it at all.
A house where a man lives.
Yi Huaiyang poured a glass of water and saw that he was still standing dumbly at the door, motionless and as steady as Mount Tai.
He wrinkled his sharp eyebrows and said, "There are slippers in the cabinet."
It was only then that I discovered that there was actually a pair of women's slippers on top. They were pink and tender, and coincidentally, they were the same pair as those on Yi Huaiyang's feet.
It's easy to put on and fits her feet very well. It's neither too big nor too small, as if it was specially made. Her feet are very small, between 36 and 35.5, so it's difficult to buy suitable shoes. They are either too big or too small.
Every time, she would make do with what she wore. Her mother would sigh every time, saying that she would be a prodigal in the future. She couldn't buy the right ones, so she had to make them custom-made. A pair cost a lot of money.
However, she would not be so narcissistic that Yi Huaiyang prepared it specially for her. After all, it was just a short time ago that she came, and Yi Huaiyang was not that kind of person. If he could invite himself in to observe his house, he would do his best.
But some people thought about why there were women's shoes in the house of a single man like Yi Huaiyang, unless it was his girlfriend or lover.
Thinking of this, the way Yi Huaiyang looked at him was a bit strange. Those who were close to red were red and those who were close to ink were black. Could it be that he had been corrupted by Zhong Bo?
"The clothes are washed." She shook off the random thoughts in her head and handed him the bag of clothes. This was her purpose.
Yi Huaiyang glanced at the bag string that was tightly held in Simple's hand and moved to the empty sofa.
She simply understood the meaning of his eyes and put the bag on the sofa with some restraint. She didn't want to find out which brand the sofa came from. Her glass-egg-shell heart could hardly bear it anymore.
Ready to leave.
"The water is poured. Sit down and drink before leaving."
There was no emotion in the dark voice.
She glanced at the glass sitting quietly on the coffee table. Her throat felt dry, and her eyelids twitched. She sat down, half holding the still hot boiled water in her hand. It was a shameful waste, but she still understood.