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Chapter 66 The Blanket in the Living Room

Chapter 66 The blanket in the living room

"It turns out that this old method is still the only one."

Already anticipating what Zheng Lin would say, Jiang Ning chuckled lightly, picked up his bag and drawings, turned around and walked out of the workplace.

When he was about to get on the elevator, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Zheng Lin's gloomy face.

"By the way, Director, Mr. Zhu just asked me to go to his office. Now, I can only trouble you to go over and say something."

After that, Jiang Ning walked directly into the elevator without looking at anyone else.

Speaking of which, for a company like this, it doesn't matter that she doesn't want to be treated as such.

After leaving Feng Shang, Jiang Ning went directly back to the apartment.

When I opened the door, I saw that the living room was covered with light gray blankets, and I couldn't help but be startled.

Thinking of that day, when Leng Yuchen said that he was barefoot, he couldn't help but smile.

"This man is really..."

She really took good care of her.

Jiang Ning only dared to say the second half of the sentence in his heart.

It feels like once you say it out loud, some emotions can no longer be deceived.

Taking off her shoes, Jiang Ning carefully walked onto the blanket. The soft and warm touch made her take a deep breath.

He simply sat down on the ground and spread out the sketch in front of him.

Half an hour later, Leng Yuchen opened the door and this was what he saw.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Ning came back to her senses, quickly raised her head, and saw Leng Yuchen's expression that was obviously worried about her.

It would be false to say that she wasn't feeling aggrieved, but in just such a moment, the tangled emotions seemed to be dissolved in an instant.

He stood up involuntarily and shook his head at Leng Yuchen.

"It's okay! I'm feeling this blanket! It's very comfortable!"

Leng Yuchen didn't miss the flash of depression in Jiang Ning's eyes.

It's just that this woman doesn't want to mention it, and he won't ask any more questions.

He bent down to pick up the drawing, put it back on the table, and walked into the bedroom.

Looking at Leng Yuchen's back, Jiang Ning couldn't help but bite her lips, her eyes moist.

Although this man was taciturn, he had said nothing just now.

But just such a small gesture was enough to make her feel valued.

Since she chose the design major, no one else has supported her except her father and Lu Mengchen.

Now, he is the third husband in name.

A few hours later, Jiang Ning received a call from Zhu Mingchen.

"Xiao Ning, I've probably heard about what happened today. So, you can rest at home for a few days and don't think too much..."

At this time, Jiang Ning was drinking the fish soup cooked by Leng Yuchen, feeling very happy in his heart.

"Okay, Mr. Zhu, don't worry."

Originally, Zhu Mingchen thought that Jiang Ning would complain to him and vent his bitterness.

But such a straightforward answer made him not know what to say for a while.

"Okay, if anything happens, I'll contact you again."

After Jiang Ning answered vaguely, he hung up the phone and put it aside.

A week later, Jiang Ning went to a nearby shopping mall and bought a bunch of fashion magazines.

This is a habit she has developed over the years, and she keeps doing it every time.

Only this time, there is an extra book by Ye.

When I returned to the apartment and opened the magazine, my eyes suddenly darkened when I saw the designs on it.

It was expected that Feng Shang would cooperate with Ye.

But the Ye family's style this time actually contains so many elements designed by her.


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