Marriage heart rippling: Ex-husband, please stop

She turned her head, glanced at Su Yan who was still fiddling with her needle and thread, and said sadly, "Oh, my young lady Su! Do you want to work so hard! Look at the time, it's already two o'clock in the morning!"

Lin Xiaowan pursed her lips, the wall clock on the wall clearly showed the time, Su Yan stepped on the sewing machine without raising her head, fixed the final zipper, and was relieved when it was completely finished.

The two dresses had been completed perfectly, and after she checked carefully to make sure they were correct, she walked over to Lin Xiaowan and lay down on the soft sofa, sighing: "Oh my God! I'm starving to death! I'm so tired!"

Lin Xiaowan rolled his eyes: "You still know you're hungry! I thought you were going to be an iron man!"

Su Yan twitched the corners of her mouth: "I can't do it, I'm going to finish my noodles!" She dragged her sore body and struggled to get up from the sofa.

"Cook me a bowl too! Remember to fry a poached egg!" Lin Xiaowan shouted rudely.

Su Yan has already got into the kitchen, and in response, she quickly boiled the noodles.

After working for more than ten minutes, the two ate a bowl of hot noodle soup, took a simple shower, lay down on the bed and sighed comfortably, and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until the next day, when Su Yan was woken up by Dongfang Yi's phone call, that she came to her senses, put on her clothes in a hurry, and said, "Hello!I am here! '

"The banquet will be set up before this afternoon, and I have sent your clothes home."

Dongfang Yi's voice without any emotion came from the other end of the phone, and Su Yan swallowed: "I can just wear the clothes I made myself..."

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Yi interrupted with a sneer: "Give the clothes to Lao He when you get home."

Su Yan frowned: "Among the two clothes, one is made according to my own size..."

"When did I allow you to make your own claims!"

Su Yan was dumb, listening to the voice, she could imagine Dongfang Yi's cold appearance at the moment, and she felt disappointed. She glanced at the dress in the living room, and responded with a dejected answer.

"I see."

Snapped!After hanging up the phone, Su Yan sighed and touched the dress reluctantly.

Huaqing Enterprise, in the top-floor CEO's office, an enchanting woman reclined casually on the black and white leather sofa, with big black curly hair, curly like seaweed.

Her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and seductive, with unrivaled charm, her fingers are like cutting onion roots, she casually holds a goblet, her red lips are slightly pursed, she lifts her delicate chin, and takes a light sip of red wine.

A light blue dress made the woman more beautiful.

"Yi, the clothes made by Su Yan must be beautiful! I want both, she won't be unhappy, right?" Shang Qing shut his mouth, frowned slightly, a little worried.

Dongfang Yi looked at her with deep affection in his eyes, and his tone was soft, like a March spring breeze blowing on his face, clear and pleasant, but cold and ruthless.

"Don't worry about what she thinks."

Shang Qing pursed his lips and smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes curved like a bright moon.

Dongfang Yi's heart softened, and his love spread.

In his heart, there is only and only Shang Qing.

"I still have to perform at the banquet. I don't have much talent to show off!" Shang Qing shook the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Dongfang Yi with a complaining face. Those eyes were too seductive, and he could hold his emotions just right. I don't feel like a cat scratching my heart, let alone the woman I love deeply.

"The banquet was originally organized for you, you can play however you want, they are just to make you happy." Dongfang Yi said lightly, and walked back to the desk.

Sunlight poured in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a layer of halo on Dongfang Yi's tall and straight figure. He was slightly sideways, with a straight nose, and a handsome profile under the smooth and delicate outline.

With a glance of elegance, spotless, stern demeanor, without the harshness of the past.

Shang Qing's heart trembled slightly, a bit of jealousy and regret flashed in his eyes, she hated Su Yan, no matter whether Dongfang Yi had her in his heart or not.

"What time is it at night?"

Dongfang Yi sat down at the desk and curled his lips: "From 07:30 in the evening, I will take you with me."

"You take me? No way, what if Su Yan gets angry?" Shang Qing sat up straight, put down the wine glass in his hand, his heart was jumping, but he deliberately pretended to be uneasy, widened his eyes, and sighed worriedly One sound.

Dongfang Yi raised his eyes and saw her frowning tightly, her eyes as deep as stars fell on her face, like a promise: "Shang Qing, you are different to me, no one can compare with you."

Shang Qing has always been aware of Dongfang Yi's feelings for her, but now hearing what he said, she still couldn't help her heart beating wildly, she knew she was in love with Dongfang Yi.So she was jealous of Su Yan and hated Su Yan.

But she is smart, she knows Dongfang Yi too well, knows his temperament and hobbies, she will never reveal all of herself in front of him.

What she needs is to hold his heart forever.

"Hmm~"

Shang Qing drooped his eyes, his face was reddish, and he responded softly.

Dongfang Yi stopped talking and focused his eyes on the computer in front of him.Huaqing Enterprise has no shareholders and is completely controlled by him alone, which leads to a huge workload for him.

The office was completely quiet, only the clicking sound of Dongfang Yi's typing on the keyboard. Shang Qing narrowed his eyes, found a comfortable position and lay down on the sofa, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Dongfang Yi frowned, took off his coat and put it on her body, turned around and continued to process the documents.

Dongfang Yi didn't wake up Shang Qing until the secretary mentioned the dress that Su Yan had made and walked in.

"The clothes are here, go and try them on!" Dongfang Yi's voice came, Shang Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and there were two big paper bags on the coffee table, revealing the corners of the clothes.

She got up, took out both clothes, and gestured to herself. The red is enchanting, and the white is beautiful. She thought that Su Yan was just half-baked and couldn't make any good-looking clothes. She was purely trying to find fault. Only then did Dongfang Yi ask her to send both clothes, but Su Yan was underestimated.

Actually, in such a short period of time, two clothes with good styles and textures were made.

Shang Qing raised his brows slightly, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw a trace of approval in Dongfang Yi's eyes.

Shang Qing's heart became restless for a moment, and Dongfang Yi actually had feelings for Su Yan...

She clenched her fists, the smile on her face gradually condensed, she let go of the red gauze skirt, picked up the white satin dress and said, "I never thought that Su Yan's talent and craftsmanship would be so good! These two clothes are not at all similar to each other." Not much worse than the big names!"

With Shang Qing's eyesight, after a little comparison, it is clear that the white one is obviously not her size!A scheming flashed across her heart, she raised her head slightly, her red lips parted slightly: "I want this one!"