private marriage

This kind of feeling of being roasted on the fire is not good.

Chu Xu's face was so stiff that she could no longer laugh, "You, you said it yourself."

"Really? Why don't I remember?"

Chu Xu put her hands on her lap, Jiang Xiuzhi watched her every move, and couldn't even pinch her hard to calm herself down.

What does he mean?
Are you playing tricks on her?Or do you really have another idea?

"Jiang Shao, don't joke with me, and don't give me any hope, or I will take it seriously."

"You can take it seriously."

Jiang Xiuzhi's light words, but he wanted to bring Chu Xu back to a peaceful life and set off a bloody storm.

Chu Xu reached out and grabbed Jiang Xiuzhi's collar. He was a little caught off guard, and moved his face closer to her.

"Does Miss Tong agree?"

Jiang Xiuzhi remained calm, but his face was a little cold.

Chu Xu blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at him, "Don't Miss Tong mind my existence? It turns out that those daughters are quite fun, two maids and one husband can accept it?"

Jiang Xiuzhi pushed her palm away, since he was going to be engaged to Tong Yiqi, his private life would no longer be as chaotic as before.

Not to mention that the Tong family disagreed, he himself would not be willing to let Tong Yiqi face such a bad thing.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "If you didn't remind me, I'd have forgotten, what you did to Yiqi before was so bad and nasty, how could I just let it go?"

Is this planning to settle accounts after the fall?
Chu Xu's arm was lifted by him, and his leg kicked on the chair, making a harsh sound.

Sister Zhao and the others cast their gazes over one by one without knowing why.

Chu Xu was forced to stand beside Jiang Xiuzhi. The man was still sitting with his long legs on his knees, looking noble and arrogant.

"What was the last name of that lady just now?" Jiang Xiuzhi pointed in the direction of Sister Zhao.

She quickly stood up, "I have the same surname as Mr. Zhao."

"That's Ms. Zhao. I think you brought Chu Xu here today. You must think highly of her."

"Yes, Chu Xu has good conditions and a good work attitude. I am going to vigorously train her..."

Jiang Xiuzhi looked at Chu Xu from the corner of his eye. He held her little hand and was playing with her fingers.

"I heard that there are well-known fashion designers here today, right?"

"Yes," Mr. Zhao also interjected, "I also think that Ms. Chu is a good seedling, and she is suitable for wearing a cheongsam, which is very charming."

"In this case, don't waste time, come and measure."

"Jiang Shao, do you want to eat first..."

Jiang Xiuzhi tugged Chu Xu's arm, seeing no one else in his eyes, "It's so uncomfortable to see some things that you can't eat. I'm here to eat tonight, so I can't delay your business."

Everyone looked at each other and understood what Jiang Xiuzhi said.

Chu Xu is like a commodity, and it is placed beside Jiang Xiuzhi at this moment, allowing everyone to watch and speculate.

"In this case, measure it quickly." Mr. Zhao glanced at the young woman sitting beside him, motioning for her to go over.

Chu Xu forcibly pulled her hand back, and the female designer carried a tape measure with her, and spread out a small notebook on the table.

Jiang Xiuzhi picked up a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, watching her bend down to write down all the data.

"Please raise your hand."

A pair of eyes shot over, Chu Xu raised her arms, and the soft tape wrapped around her chest.

Jiang Xiuzhi narrowed his handsome eyes, "How much?"

The female designer looked at him.

"How much do I ask you?"

"83."

Jiang Xiuzhi shook his head. "Your ruler is wrong, I'm afraid there is a deviation."

"Impossible, I use this ruler all the time."

"My hands are more accurate than yours."

Jiang Xiuzhi stood up as he spoke, Chu Xu immediately glared at him like a frightened bird, "What are you doing?"

"If the measurement is not good, your clothes won't be able to be made. It's hard to get better at work. You don't want to just lose your job, do you?"

Half of Chu Xu's face turned red, "The size is right, I know it myself."

Sister Zhao hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "I remember rightly, these data have to be reported to the partner every day, and they can't be wrong."

"If I said something wrong, I was wrong," Jiang Xiuzhi was domineering, walked behind Chu Xu, and took the measuring tape from the female designer. "After all, no one knows her body better than me."

Chu Xu gasped, and the chill shot up from the soles of her feet.

Jiang Xiuzhi clicked his tongue, "Don't breathe in, look, it's so small again."

She pulled the ruler away, and the soft ruler slid down and landed on her waist. Jiang Xiuzhi tightened the ruler instantly. "Waist 61, that hasn't changed."

Chu Xu was very annoyed, Jiang Xiuzhi pulled the two ends of the tape measure hard, she took a step back and almost leaned into Jiang Xiuzhi's arms.

"I'm doing it for your own good. Isn't it for your work? You have to be conscientious in everything you do."

Jiang Xiuzhi continued to pull the tape measure, and the soft measure was grinding in front of her abdomen. Chu Xu grabbed it with his hand, "Young Master Jiang, the amount is almost there. You see, everyone is hungry."

"You guys eat first." Jiang Xiuzhi shamelessly put his chin on Chu Xu's shoulder.

She shrugged her shoulders without thinking, which made Jiang Xiuzhi's jaw and teeth fight.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, "The clothes for performances on stage are all about fit, and it doesn't matter if it's one centimeter longer or one centimeter shorter, don't you think?"

In such a scene, no one dared to refute his words.

The word Chu Xu's obscene was on the verge of her mouth, and Jiang Xiuzhi put one hand on her lower back, and his palm gradually moved up.

Her fists clenched tightly, and if he made any outrageous moves, she would slap him across the face.

Chu Xu didn't want to worry about the consequences anymore. Jiang Xiuzhi's palm came to the back of her neck. Today she was wearing a retro-style shirt with two buttons on the back of the neck.

Seeing her face tense, he raised his anger on the brows. Jiang Xiuzhi grasped her neckline and tore it open forcefully.

As soon as Chu Xu's neck was loosened, the top would not fall off, but Jiang Xiuzhi immediately pulled the clothes towards her shoulders.

"Young Master Jiang!" Sister Zhao couldn't bear to watch, and hurriedly got up.

Chu Xu protected her chest with one hand, and pressed her elbow hard on Jiang Xiuzhi's chest. The man let go of the pain, and she quickly turned around and raised her hand to strike at him.

There was wind in her palm, if this slap hit her face, it might swell her face.

How could Jiang Xiuzhi stand here and hit her casually? He grabbed Chu Xu's wrist and pushed her towards the round table next to him.

The scene was chaotic, and Sister Zhao was the first to run over, "Young Master Jiang, this girl is young and ignorant, you must not be as knowledgeable as her."

Jiang Xiuzhi stared at Chu Xu, "That's what you said, you miss me?"

"This is what Jiang Shao said, kick me away?"