Characters can be acted, but there are some things that cannot be acted out, such as temperament.

Xia Chuwei grew up in an upper-class circle. Even if she lost her memory, she could tell the truth at a glance.

She thought for a while and said, "Maybe he wears this shirt often, and the buttons have become loose after a long time."

Luo Xi suddenly realized, "It seems possible."

After sewing the buttons, Xia Chuwei ironed the man's shirt neatly and hung it on the hanger, waiting to be delivered to Mr. Jiang next weekend.

...

In the evening, Xia Chuwei had just arrived home when her phone rang.

The call was from Huo Yunting, "I have something to do tonight and won't go back to eat. You eat first without waiting for me."

Xia Chuwei held the phone and said, "Okay."

"Well, I'm done."

Just as Huo Yunting was about to hang up the phone, Xia Chuwei asked again: "Are you back tonight?"

The other side paused for a second, "Return."

Xia Chuwei didn't say anything more, "Okay, you go ahead and get busy."

After dinner, Xia Chuwei went for a walk as usual, and then returned to her study to design clothes.

Around ten o'clock, she turned off the computer and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I walked out of the bathroom, it was already half past ten.

The night outside the window has become thicker, but Huo Yunting has not returned yet.

Xia Chuwei picked up the phone.

The screen of the phone was empty, with no messages or text messages.

After staring blankly for a long time, Xia Chuwei moved her fingertips and dialed the number.

As a wife, it is extremely normal for a wife to ask about her husband when he comes home late and there is no news.

But for some reason, there was some hesitation in her heart.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The waiting tone of the phone was particularly clear in the quiet night.

No one answered the phone for a long time.

Xia Chuwei lowered her head, because she was about to go to sleep, and her long hair spread out covering her face, making it difficult to see the expression on her face clearly.

After the phone hung up automatically, Xia Chuwei did not call again.

A few minutes later, Xia Chuwei's phone rang.

On the other end of the phone, Huo Yunting's voice sounded faintly tired.

"I was busy just now, so I didn't hear it."

"It's okay." Xia Chuwei's voice was as usual, "I just called you to ask when you would be back."

"Go back now."

"Have you had dinner? If not, I'll prepare some."

"have eaten."

"Well, okay, then I'll wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chuwei did not sleep. Instead, she picked up the book she had not finished reading last time and continued reading.

Xia Chuwei thought Huo Yunting would come back soon, after all, he said he would come back now.

However, she waited until twelve o'clock and Huo Yunting did not come back.

At half past twelve, Xia Chuwei was a little drowsy.

Just when she was thinking about whether to call again to inquire about the situation, there was a sound at the bedroom door, and Huo Yunting came back.

The man's eyebrows were covered with a layer of cold frost, obviously something unhappy had happened to him.

Just as Xia Chuwei was about to speak, she suddenly smelled a faint smell of disinfectant.

Perhaps her gaze was too direct, so Huo Yunting turned his head and looked at her accurately.


Chapter completed!