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Chapter 34 Autumn Clothes

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    Throughout the whole day, the employees of Wen's Building worked conscientiously and conscientiously, even wishing to have a pair of blast shoes when going to the toilet.

    The reason was that the biggest boss was in a bad mood, and three planning proposals were rejected in one meeting.

    Assistant Xiao showed strong professionalism, was anxious about the boss's concerns, worried about the boss's worries, and all the managers who wanted to come to him to talk about it were rejected.

    Pushing open the door, Wen Miao was lying back on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, his aura of not getting close to strangers expanded in the office.

    Xiao En held his breath, "Mr. Wen, Miss Cui is here."

    Wen Miao opened his eyes abruptly, his complexion became visibly ugly to the naked eye.

    "No, let her go."

    Paused again, "By the way, inform the front desk that no one will be allowed in in the future."

    "Mr. Wen." Assistant Xiao looked embarrassed and said under pressure, "Miss Cui said that Madam asked her to come and bring you soup."

    Wen Miao closed his eyes, it was right that his mother would do something, helplessly, "Let her in."

    Cui Can appeared soon, and the sound of her high heels stepping on the floor was crisp, which was in line with her always flamboyant personality.

    She held the bag in her left hand and the soup in the right, her chin was raised with a sense of superiority, the more Wen Miao avoided, the more she wanted to appear in front of him.

    It is said that the Cui and Cui families are very close to each other, and Cui Can's every move and every move are watched by the parents of both sides.

    That's why she has more confidence!

    On the contrary, Wen Miao was unwilling and bored in every possible way, and his tolerance was almost zero due to affection.

    "Brother Wen Miao, Auntie made soup for you. I just happened to be free and went there for her." Cui Can, a little bird, wanted to show her virtuous side, put down the thermos and was about to open it, "I'll help you serve it."  .¡±

    "Need not!"

    Pressing the switch with his big hand, his gaze on the document did not move, "Miss Cui can leave as soon as it is delivered, please put it at the front desk next time."

    The smile on the corner of Cui Can's mouth almost couldn't hold back, "Brother Wen Miao is still angry with me, he is also worried about you, please forgive me, okay?"

    She stretched out her hand and tried to grab his arm to act coquettishly. The latter had eyes on his sleeve, and he quickly avoided it, staring at her warningly, "Stay away from me."

    "What are you doing?" Princess Cui Can lost her temper, she was so wronged, "I care about you kindly, and I ran all the way to bring you soup, and you didn't even smile at me."

    "Do you still have a place for me in your heart?"

    Wen Miao smiled, "Cui Can, can you adjust your position before speaking?"

    "I always thought you understood what I meant. For the sake of the friendship between the two families, I have always left room for it." Wen Miao ignored her expression of panic and rejection, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that I didn't make it clear.  .¡±

    "There is absolutely no possibility between us, not now, not in the future."

    "Also, I hope we will not disturb each other in the future."

    Cui Can bit his lower lip tightly, and denied it in anger and shame, "Impossible, obviously the two of us are the best match, my company has so many cooperations with Wen's, and"

    "Miss Cui, what you said is wrong. If the purpose of marriage is for the company, then why didn't I choose your brother?" Wen Miao raised an eyebrow evilly, "After all, you are far behind your brother."

    "You!" She has never been so humiliated since she was a child, "Wen Miao, I want to tell my brother!"

    "Please go ahead."

    Wen Miao is not afraid at all, Cui Sheng has not dared to answer his calls until now, if she can blow him out, it will be as he wants.

    After the autumn rain, the temperature dropped sharply.

    Jiang Lan tightened her windbreaker, and quickly approached the restaurant in the mall.

    "Jiang Lan, here." Qi Yuemei waved her hand, her voice swallowed by the loud background music.

    "I'm sorry I'm late, have you been waiting for a long time?" Jiang Lan and Qi Yang greeted each other and explained after taking their seats.

    Qi Yuemei, "We also just arrived, so I should be embarrassed to disturb you after get off work hours."

    "No, but I'm not very experienced in helping Qi Yang buy autumn clothes." There is a natural gap between boys' aesthetics and girls', and adolescent children are like a natural moat.

    The tableware blocked Qi Yang's mouth, leaving only his eyes watching her quietly.

    Qi Yuemei understood her son's thoughts very well, she smiled and laughed at herself, "That's better than me, to tell you the truth, even if Yang Yang wears a school uniform, she won't wear the clothes I bought."

    In the past, Qi Yang didn't like to talk and she didn't understand it. Now that there are more exchanges between mother and child, she knows that her sonShe always wears a school uniform because she thinks the clothes she buys are too mature, and nine times out of ten she clashes with the physical education teacher.

    After hearing this, Jiang Lan couldn't help laughing, "That's really wronging our Mr. Xiaoqi."

    After eating, the three of them took the escalator up and went straight to the men's clothing area on the sixth floor.

    There is a son in the Qi family who has just grown up. Although Qi Yang is about 1.8 meters tall, it is still a bit of a violation for a seventeen-year-old boy to walk in the mature men's clothing area.

    Jiang Lan, "Why don't we go to the children's clothing section? Maybe they have a plus size."

    After walking around aimlessly, Jiang Lan's eyes were full of handsome male models in suits, which were not of the same type at all, and it was not the case to force it on her body.

    Qi Yuemei looked around, "Why don't we go further, the store I often go to will be here soon."

    Qi Yang is rejecting both physically and mentally, he doesn't want to choose any of them, he loves school uniforms, and can wear them 365 days a year.

    How can Jiang Lan not see it, looking left and right, trying to find a casual fashion men's clothing store.

    At this time, in a high-end men's clothing store on the same floor, Wen Miao, who was brought in as an accompanying customer, sat expressionlessly in the rest area and waited.

    Su Jiuyi made a new style, looked left and right in the mirror and was still dissatisfied, and said with a frown, "You can give me an opinion, I didn't ask you to come here to rub the Internet."

    "My house has internet." In other words, if someone hadn't pulled him here, he would never have appeared here.

    Su Jiu was not annoyed by being choked, and said with a playful smile, "Brothers, help me, tomorrow's class reunion, I must be the most shining one."

    "The brightest?" A gleam flashed in Wen Miao's eyes.

    "Well, the brighter the better."

    Wen Miao nodded, understood, "The outfit on the second model on the left will definitely blind the audience."

    Su Jiu immediately turned his head to look at it. Under the light, there was a hand-stitched silver sequined jacket, a dark red shirt, and trousers of the same color. He couldn't help whistling, "That's coquettish!".

    Su Jiu, who said she was too flamboyant, put on her clothes as quickly as possible. In order to maximize her flirtatiousness, she unbuttoned two buttons on the top of her shirt, and looked at the mirror like a libertine.

    "It's really suitable, Brother Wen is worthy of you!" Su Jiu couldn't bear to leave the mirror, admiring from left to right, "This kind of devil's style can only be controlled by my figure."

    Wen Miao glanced at his white figure, and decided not to break his filter on himself.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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