She dried the banknotes one by one on the balcony to avoid being blown away by the wind, so she brought some small cups to place them on top.

Su Shijie leaned against the door of the carving terrace, watching her place the items worth one, two, five, and ten yuan very seriously, and couldn't help but sneer: "Mrs. Su, don't you have enough money?"

Chanel ignored him and fiddled with her phone.

There was water in it and it was completely useless, but Chanel was unwilling to give it up and found a hair dryer to blow it.

Su Shijie came over, put his arm around her waist, and hugged her intimately.

The night wind blows across the terrace.

The fragrance of roses.

They leaned closely against each other, and although they said nothing, there was a sense of complete warmth that filled the air.

At this time, Aunt Li came over and said respectfully: "Master, the skirt that Miss Mistress is wearing is from the Italian brand Princess. It cannot be touched in water and can only be dry cleaned... Now that the skirt has been reimbursed, what should I do with it?"

Su Shijie's body suddenly stiffened, he slowly let go of the person in his arms, walked to a sofa and sat down.

Chanel turned her head and saw him lighting a cigar, his face dark and filled with smoke.

There was suddenly a terrible gloominess in the air.

Aunt Li, who hasn't received a reply yet, doesn't know where she said the wrong thing: "Young Master..."

"Throw it away!" Although Su Shijie was very patient, his tone was quite violent.

Aunt Li was frightened and left immediately.

Chanel continued to blow the phone with the hair dryer in silence. She seemed calm, but in fact, her heart was full of waves!

She had no extra income from staying in Su's house every day, and Su Shijie had already investigated that her family was not wealthy.

In this case, how could she have the money to buy such an expensive dress?!

What's more, now she is playing with these worthless banknotes... creating an even greater contrast.

A shrewd person like Su Shijie must have guessed that this skirt was bought for her by someone else. There is no way a female friend would be willing to give such an expensive gift, so it would only be a man...

"This skirt is not mine, you can't throw it away." Chanel said after being silent for a while.

Su Shijie glanced at her: "Why?"

"It belongs to my friend. I was playing at her house today and accidentally spilled juice on her clothes, so she took one and lent it to me." Chanel made up for it, wondering if it was too late, "I still have to return it."

"What friend?" Su Shijie's dark brown eyes were dimmed in the smoke of the cigar.

"The one you don't know is called Le Lin." Maybe he has a guilty conscience...

"I hope it's best like this..." Su Shijie put out the butt of his cigar and said slowly, "You have already made a mistake. I hate people who lie the most."

Shanel's back stiffened, and she turned back to glare at him: "I'm afraid you'll overthink it! Who knows you might overthink it!"

"Yeah."

"Su Shijie, you are very suspicious. I hate the way you are now."

As soon as the word "hate" came out, Su Shijie's face became even more condensed.

Chanel came back to her senses, calmed down her emotions, and continued: "What do you think of me? A flirtatious woman? You wonder whether I have a man outside all day long? Aren't you very confident in yourself? Don't you think

Do I love you very much? Is there any man better than you?"

Su Shijie used to be very confident that she liked him, but since her temperament changed, he became more and more uncertain.

He couldn't understand her thoughts...
Chapter completed!