I married the rich and powerful

"No need, Mr. Song, I'll change it later when I go back." Before Song Jing could speak, Xin Yu rejected his offer.

Song Jing pointed to her chest with his eyes: "It's not convenient for you to go back to the company like this."

Following his line of sight, Xin Yu looked down at herself, her pretty face blushed, she immediately covered her chest with her hands, and looked back at him in embarrassment, while Song Jing had already turned her head away.

Although he wanted to see and touch her very much.

"Don't worry, I won't enter the room, just lock it up."

Hearing his words, Xin Yu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, walked over and picked up one of the paper bags and entered the room.

Afterwards, Xiao Yuzhong also got up to take another paper bag. When he turned around and walked towards the bathroom, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the lake-green clothes in the bag. He looked down at the bag, then reached out to pick it up again.

... women's clothing.

After a pause in his thoughts for a few seconds, he turned his head to look at the door of the room, his expression full of helplessness.

The girl didn't even look at it, just took it and left.

And Xin Yu in the room also found that she had taken the wrong bag, which was a men's suit, but she didn't dare to open the door to ask, and she took off all her clothes.

The knock on the door sounded at this moment.

She was startled, and then walked to the back of the door.

Song Jing's voice sounded outside: "Miss Xin, can I change the bag first?"

At this moment, Xin Yu was so embarrassed that she wanted to drill a hole.

"it is good."

The door was opened, and the two sides exchanged bags. As soon as the exchange was over, Xin Yu immediately pushed the door and locked it.

Hearing the sound of locking, Song Jing, who was about to turn around, turned his head to look at the door panel again, but actually felt quite uncomfortable.

They are ex-husbands and wives who have had an intimate relationship, but they have to keep a distance like strangers.

After changing his clothes, Xin Yu put the wet clothes into a bag and walked out of the room.

Xiao Yuzhong had already changed his clothes and sat on the sofa, and his hair had been dried.

Looking at the back of his head, Xin Yu always mistook him for the back of Xiao Yuzhong's head.

Xin Yu, don't be insane anymore, Ah Zhong is in the Xiao family, this is Song Jing!

Song Jing got up and turned around to look at her, looked around her with deep eyes, and praised her: "You look good in green."

Xin Yu looked down at the skirt on her body, and said embarrassedly, "Thank you. How much is this dress? I'll transfer the money to you."

"Then we have to add WeChat." Song Jing wiped out his phone from his trouser pocket.

"Of course." Xin Yu also took out his hand, walked over to become friends with him, and then asked, "How much?"

"one thousand."

Xin Yu immediately turned a thousand to him: "Okay, you take it."

Song Jing said generously to collect the money, and then said to her: "I think the rain is getting lighter, let's go."

Xin Yu turned his head to look out the window, and saw that the rain outside the window was indeed much lighter: "The rain comes fast, and it goes fast."

There is another layer of meaning hidden in these words, a little lost, the rain is so fast.

Going down the steps of the bank, Song Jing opened the big umbrella in his hand: "I'll take you to your car."

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Song again." Xin Yu said politely.

"No trouble. Let's go." Song Jing stepped down the steps.

Xin Yu walked under the umbrella, and Song Jing's other shoulder was slightly wet from the rain.

But when they came to the car driven by Xin Yu, they found that one wheel was flat, which was obviously deflated maliciously.

Xin's tone was so angry that he directly scolded the person who vented his anger.

Song Jing secretly thought that he had been scolded miserably, but he suggested to her: "Miss Xin, let me take you back to the company, anyway, I will take you along."

Xin Yu, who was full of anger, heard his words and looked up at him: "Didn't you come to the bank and have something to do?"

Doesn't seem like he's done anything yet?

"I've already done it. I bumped into you when I turned back to hide from the rain." Song Jing lied without changing his expression.

Xin Yu completely believed his words, looked at the maliciously deflated tires, and agreed to take his car back to the company without hesitation.

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Song again."

I don't know why, doing this made Xin Yu feel happy, but also felt sorry for Xiao Yuzhong.

"It's just on the way." Xiao Yuzhong led her to the car he drove.

Xin Yu looked at his new car and said in admiration, "The car I just picked up."

"Yes, I came to the bank as soon as I picked up the car. I didn't expect to be lucky." Song Jing was half joking.

Xin Yu, who was about to sit in, looked up at him, knowing that there were some things that should be made clear.

"What Mr. Song met was not good luck, but to accumulate good fortune for himself." She said with a smile, "I was married and was about to reunite with my ex-husband, so Mr. Song's good luck is really not suitable for me."

After hearing this, Song Jing didn't say anything. After closing the rear door, she got into the driver's seat and drove her back to the company.

No one spoke a word along the way, the atmosphere was neither heavy nor dull, it was quite relaxed, and Xin Yu felt no psychological pressure.

When they arrived at Lu's gate, Song Jing parked the car beside the steps and got off.

But Xin Yu had already opened the car door, and when he looked up, he saw Song Jing standing in front of him holding an umbrella, the umbrella he was holding above his head, and it was raining outside the umbrella.

"Still talking, I'll take you up the steps." Song Jing said.

Xin Yu didn't know how to refuse, and accepted his offer with silence.

After climbing the steps, it is time to part.

"If Ms. Xin feels that getting along with her ex-husband is not as comfortable as getting along with me, she can choose again. After all, everyone is single." Song Jing suddenly said to Xin Yu who turned around.

Xin Yu was startled when he heard his words, but he didn't turn his head, he just stopped and said "Thank you, Mr. Song" and walked away quickly.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared that Song Jing turned around and returned to the car, and called Zhao Lei by the way.

"Get a tow truck and tow the car to change the wheels."

"Good Mr. Song."

While hanging up the phone, he inadvertently saw a paper bag on the back seat in the rearview mirror. After a little thought, he realized that it was Xin Yu's wet clothes.

The corners of Song Jing's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood became cheerful.

Xin Yu returned to the desk and just sat down when he remembered that he didn't take the wet clothes, and he moaned weakly while holding his forehead.

Does she want to talk to him about wet clothes now?

"A Yu, I'm back." Lu Yun came back from the meeting and saw her sitting behind the desk. When he walked by, he noticed that her face was a little depressed, and suddenly stopped to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Xin Yu shook his head.

"Huh? Why did you change your clothes when you came back from going out?" Lu Yun pointed to her clothes and said, "Not to mention, you look so good in it! What brand is it? I'll go buy one too." .”

Xin Yu was forced to stand up and show her in circles, unable to tell what brand it was.

"It rained and got wet, so I bought whatever I wanted."

Lu Yun stretched out his hand to feel the texture of the clothes, and said, "This is not the quality you can buy casually, but the texture that only big brands have." Then he turned over the logo of the skirt.

Xin Yu was sure that this was a very ordinary dress. After all, it only cost 1000 yuan, so it was an extremely ordinary dress to Lu Yun.

Who knows-

"The clothes of this brand cost at least [-] yuan, and you actually said that you can buy them casually. When will you be so rich and pass by, you will be willing to buy such an expensive dress." Lu Yun exclaimed.

Xin Yu was taken aback.

[-] base? !

Didn't Song Jing say 1000 yuan?