Not long after, Zhuang Yibo was about to stand up and leave. Seeing that she really had no communication with anyone, Mu Qian did not force her to stay, but got up and sent her out the door.
"When you came here, I saw that your face was not very well." Mu Qian said at this time, "But now you seem to be much better."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yibo smiled slightly and said, "I just didn't sleep well at night, but Qi Ran and Yueyue are smart and cute. Playing with them for a while makes me feel more energetic."
"Then you can come often in the future." Mu Qian said, "You don't have to wait until class is in session."
Zhuang Yibo listened and nodded slowly. He was about to say goodbye, but suddenly paused. Then he looked at Mu Qian and said, "Mrs. Huo, what kind of woman do you think...is an unlovable woman?"
?”
Hearing this question, Mu Qian paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "There is no way to say this. Whether you like him or not depends on your personal preference. If you are in line with his wishes, then what?
In this way, they are all lovable. If you don't conform to his wishes, then you probably won't be lovable in any way."
After saying that, she looked at Zhuang Yibo and said, "Did I talk a lot of nonsense?"
Zhuang Yibo was thoughtful. Hearing this, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no. Thank you, Mrs. Huo... I'll leave first."
Mu Qian nodded slowly, watched her get in the car and leave, then turned around and returned to the living room.
In the living room, when everyone saw her coming back, their original conversation was interrupted immediately, and their attention was focused on Mu Qian.
"Is this Miss Zhuang?" He Jingchen asked.
Mu Qian asked back: "Do you know who Miss Zhuang is?"
He Jingchen glanced at her and said, "Is there anything in the world that I don't know about? What is there that I won't tell me?"
Mu Qian glanced at Fu Chengyu, who was whispering to Gu Qing'er, snorted and said, "Isn't it true?"
Gu Qing'er, who was held in Fu Chengyu's arms, heard this and slowly raised his eyes to look at He Jingchen. Their eyes looked at each other. He Jingchen was too lazy to ask for trouble and quickly changed the topic: "No matter what else, if Shen Wangjin returns to Tongcheng...
For her sake, isn’t this a bit unreliable?”
How could everyone here fail to understand the meaning of his words, but no one responded. He Jingchen was so annoyed that he directly named him, "Rong Heng, tell me! Use your professional sensitivity to judge -"
Rong Heng held his son who had just woken up and had eaten in his arms. He also had to pay attention to his wife's physical condition. He had no time to pay attention to him, so He Jingchen turned to Fu Chengyu again, "Old Fu, you are the only one who has been in contact with Shen Wangjin recently. What did you say?
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Before Fu Chengyu could speak, Qing'er's elbow in his arms suddenly bumped into him lightly, but on the surface, nothing seemed to happen.
Fu Chengyu couldn't help but chuckle, and then said: "How can I talk about other people's things?"
Hearing this, He Jingchen was so angry that he pointed at him and then turned to Mo Xingjin. Mo Xingjin cleared his throat and said: "Although it's not very kind to talk about others behind their backs, let's talk in private and discuss the matter - first listen
When I talked about this gossip, I really thought that Miss Zhuang was a fairy-like figure... Let's meet her today, she is so beautiful, but she is missing a little soul!"
He Jingchen immediately found a close friend and exchanged fists with Mo Xingjin.
After hearing this, Mu Qian and Lu Yuan looked at each other and said, "You've seen it, men's bad nature."
Lu Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, and Rong Heng suddenly became unhappy again, "Why are you here again? I didn't say anything -"
"Excluding you." Mu Qian said quickly, "Our brother-in-law Rong Heng is one of the best men in the world. Our Yuanyuan is the luckiest!"
Rong Heng hummed and said, "You put it in your words."
Mu Qian took advantage of him to look down at the child, shrugged, and mouthed those three words to Lu Yuan again.
Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing and fell on the sofa.
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When Zhuang Yibo returned to the villa, Shen Wangjin's car was already parked in the garage.
She pushed the door open and entered the house. The servant was preparing dinner. When he saw her, he quickly greeted her and said, "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen is back and is upstairs."
After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo responded lightly, raised his eyes and looked upstairs for a moment, and then slowly went upstairs.
When passing by Shen Wangjin's office area, she slowed down a bit and almost walked straight past. However, she stopped and took a look inside.
Shen Ruiwen happened to look up and saw her, and said hurriedly: "Miss Zhuang is back?"
Zhuang Yibo could only see him from this angle, so she just said: "Mr. Shen, can you come out for a moment?"
"Come in if you have something to say." Shen Wangjin's calm voice suddenly came from inside.
Zhuang Yibo paused for a moment and finally walked in.
Behind the desk, Shen Wangjin slowly raised his face to look at her. Although the two of them broke up on bad terms in the early morning, his expression was vaguely gentle.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Zhuang Yibo still had the early morning scene in her mind. Looking at him, she felt her ears were buzzing and her brain was in a mess. But after a moment, she slowly spoke: "The chair in my room is dirty. , I want to change it."
Hearing this, Shen Ruiwen was slightly startled, and even Shen Wangjin's eyes paused.
After a moment of silence, Shen Wangjin spoke again: "Will you say it again?"
Despite the pain, Zhuang Yibo spoke again: "I want to change a chair."
She knew that the chair was handmade by Italian craftsmen, and she also knew that it would be troublesome to deal with that chair, both in terms of process and time - but she thought that she wanted to replace it, she should replace it.
Shen Wangjin sat there quietly, his eyes falling on her face for a long time, and suddenly he smiled slowly.
Zhuang Yibo only waited for his answer.
Shen Ruiwen then said: "Don't worry, Miss Zhuang. Mr. Shen gave the order last night. I have also contacted the Italian side and will give Miss Zhuang a new one as soon as possible."
Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a moment, and the buzzing in his ears seemed to get louder.
She stood stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked out.
Shen Wangjin watched her leaving, the smile on his lips growing stronger.
Zhuang Yibo turned back to his room, opened the door and saw, sure enough, the chair with footprints originally placed by the window was gone.
She walked slowly over, stood in front of the vacant seat for a moment, and finally slowly retreated to the bed and sat down.
I chose something that he had already taken the initiative to do and made a request to him.
A bad start.
But what else could she do?
Zhuang Yibo quietly looked at every piece of furniture and decoration in his house, feeling a little dazed.
Half an hour later at the dining table, Zhuang Yibo held a bowl and finally said again: "It's inconvenient because there are no chairs in the room. I don't want to wait for the shipment from Italy. I want to pick another one."
"Okay." Shen Wangjin looked at her, smiled and said, "Pick, I'll pick after dinner."