Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

After saying this, the living room fell into silence.

Yan Ji lowered his eyelids and spoke after a long while: "Yan Jiaojiao is not suitable for you. If you can't bear the loneliness, I can buy you a girlfriend on Taobao."

"..." Gu Chenye sneered when he heard this, and his sarcastic gaze swept across Yan Ji's face: "Thanks to you, I have no interest in women at all now."

"There is a man." Yan Ji's voice was clear and cold, which sounded pleasant, but the words he said made people hate him.

"So you want to buy me a man?" Gu Chenye's expression of whether to smile or not was even more eye-catching than when he had a cold face. He ignored Yan Ji and went straight upstairs.

Yan Ji looked at the bowl of noodles that had fallen apart, his eyes a little distracted: "Gu Chenye, isn't it good to get a divorce? If you get a divorce, you and I will be free."

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, the corners of his mouth sank, and his lips tightened. These two words fell in his ears, like something extremely funny, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Relief? Why do you think so?" relief?"

There was a layer of boundless sarcasm between his brows and eyes: "You have harmed so many people and done so many immoral things. What qualifications do you have to say that you want to be freed?"

"..."

"Madam," Aunt Song walked up to her and asked cautiously, "Do you want to cook another bowl for you?"

Yan Ji came back to her senses and realized that Gu Chenye had disappeared. She shook her head and stood up: "No need."

Looking at her lonely and thin back, Aunt Song couldn't help but said: "Madam, although I don't know what misunderstanding there is between you and your husband, but I believe you. You will definitely not harm anyone. Your husband has feelings for you in his heart." It’s a misunderstanding, just explain it to him clearly.”

"He didn't misunderstand." Yan Ji turned around with a smile on his face, but it was not a happy smile. Aunt Song couldn't tell what kind of smile it was. In short, she felt a sad emotion inexplicably in her heart. Just listen to Yan Ji say softly: "I did harm a lot of people."

……

on Monday.

Although the injury on Yan Ji's face was not completely healed, she still went to the studio. Xiao Bai called her early in the morning. Some customers came to the store to make trouble and said they were not satisfied with the clothes she designed.

She pushed open the glass door of the studio and saw a group of people surrounding Xiaobai and shouting loudly. One man said: "Call out your designer named 'Yan'. This fucking design is What kind of clothes? This is for prostitutes in the red light district. Look, what kind of good woman would wear this on her wedding day?

"I said at that time that it was unlucky to wear white, and I asked you to design another color, and not to wear a bra. But then you look at this dress, oh, you asked my daughter-in-law to dress like this for the wedding tomorrow, isn't that right? I will be laughed at to death." It was a middle-aged woman's voice.

"You guys sit down first, Teacher Yan will be here soon."

Xiaobai's thin voice was mixed in and was easily covered up.

"I won't sit down," the man glared, and slapped the table with his big palm like a cattail leaf fan: "Call that woman out. You must pay me compensation today, two hundred thousand, not a penny less."

"If you are not satisfied with the clothes, we can modify them. Don't worry..." Xiaobai was soft-tempered. When he yelled, his eyes immediately turned red, but he still endured and did not flinch.

"Stop bluffing me with these high-sounding words. Tomorrow is the wedding. I am not satisfied with the color or style of this dress. Moreover, I don't approve of your designer's skills. If you don't compensate me, then your store won't do it either." Think about it."

Just as Xiao Bai was about to persuade him, he saw Yan Ji pushing the door in. He suddenly seemed to have seen a savior. He raised his voice and said happily: "Sister Yan..."

Yan Ji nodded at her, "Go ahead and get some glasses of water."

After giving the instructions, she turned her attention to the group of people who were yelling and looking for trouble. She had injuries on her face and was wearing a mask and sunglasses today. The group of people didn't recognize her at first, but then they heard Xiaobai yell. Only after he said "Sister Yan" did he react, he rushed towards Yan Ji with a loud voice: "It's you, look at what kind of wedding dress you designed, it exposes the front and back, and it's fucking white, you know It’s a wedding, but those who don’t know think I’m dead and are holding a funeral for me.”

The man in the lead was the groom. He was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 200 kilograms. He was tall and strong. He threw the wedding dress directly on Yan Ji.

The long-tailed wedding dress was very large, and for the sake of texture, several layers of gauze were made. After being unraveled, Yan Ji was completely trapped in it.

The man was still shouting: "Refund us the money for the wedding dress and compensate us 200,000 yuan, and I will not pursue this matter."

Yan Ji took off the heavy wedding dress from her head. She ignored the shouting man in front of her, but cast her eyes on the silent young woman standing next to him, and asked with a smile: "Miss Zheng, do you think so too? "

She was a bride, and the people making the noise were her husband and her mother-in-law. Yan Ji had been watching outside the door for a while, and she had not spoken a word the whole time, standing there with her head lowered like a little quail.

The woman whose name was called raised her head in panic. She looked at Yan Ji and clutched the hem of her clothes tightly without saying a word.

Next to her, her mother-in-law pulled her arm hard and said fiercely: "Are you mute? Speak up. When we came to order a wedding dress, we told her that we should use red or 4 pink, and that the arms and shoulders should be They were all covered up, but now she decided to change it to white, and it’s still the same style, so she’s going to lose money.”

The woman let her push her around without making a sound.

The man noticed something was wrong from his wife's abnormal behavior, turned around and yelled at the woman: "Did you do something behind our backs?"

Realizing that everyone's eyes were on her, the woman looked at Yan Ji apologetically and shook her head in denial, "No, I didn't do anything. I only found out about the wedding dress today when I saw it... and when my aunt and I came to make the appointment. The styles chosen are different.”

Hearing her assurance, the man became more confident. He looked at Yan Ji and said, "If you didn't do it well, you didn't do it well. You changed the style and color chosen by the customer privately without communicating with us in advance, which caused the delay of our wedding." , all the losses to the hotel, wedding ceremony, wedding car, etc. should be borne by your store. Two hundred thousand, what I want is relatively small. "

Xiaobai came over to deliver water, and Yan Ji took it calmly: "You may not know that except for the fitting room and bathroom, every place in our store is monitored, and can take pictures and sound, and our front desk The lady is also very serious and responsible..."

Every time she said something more, Ms. Chen's face turned paler: "After each wedding dress is ready, the customer will be notified as soon as possible so that they can come and try it on, usually one month in advance, so that customers can have time if they are dissatisfied. Modification, so as not to delay the wedding, every call will be recorded, and the time and situation at that time will be recorded. ”

Yan Ji seemed not to notice Miss Chen's ugly face and tilted his head slightly: ""I remember the last time Miss Chen came here was in late October. "