"A man?"

"Send watches, clothes, ties, perfume, etc., but they have to be divided into different grades. If you are a low-grade gift, you won't be able to get them. How much do you plan to spend?"

Wen Xin calculated it and said calmly: "There is only 3,000 in the card. It was issued today. Leave 2,000 for living expenses, no more than 1,000!"

She felt that she was very generous to be able to spend one thousand. After all, the remaining two thousand still had to go into expenses, and the budget could not be exceeded.

Xiao Han said: "I think the fabrics your man wears are quite good. They should be brand names. You should buy him brand products."

Wen Xin frowned. She didn't know much about famous brands. She usually wore clothes that cost around 100 yuan or more. There were also dozens of clothes. She had worn the 39 yuan sandals she bought in Dadong for several years, so the definition of famous brands was

Just wear it for a long time.

"Okay, then go to Hailan House to choose a suit for him that costs about 1,000 yuan."

After the two discussed, they went directly to Hailan House. It turned out that the cheapest one was more than 2,000 yuan. Wenxin pulled Xiao Han out heartily.

"That kind of fabric is worth two thousand, so forget it. Let's go to a cheap clothing store to buy something a bit more personalized. Wear a suit every day. I'm already serious, but wearing it makes me look even more untouchable."

Finally, she bought him a blue shirt, white casual pants, and a beige jacket, costing a total of 998 yuan.

There was more than two thousand left, so she transferred two thousand to the card given by Jun Mohan, saying she would not break her promise.

Jun Mohan was driving home when he heard his cell phone ringing. He opened it subconsciously, took a glance, and found that two thousand had been credited to his account. He couldn't help but frown.

This woman is really stubborn. She even pays for her living expenses.

If word got out that he, Jun Mohan, and his wife would share living expenses equally, not only his family, but also Special Assistant Mo Chen and Xu would laugh him to death.

When Wen Xin returned home, Jun Mohan was watching the news. The lights were not turned on, and the room seemed a bit dark with only the light from the TV.

He turned back to look at the woman who came in, and saw that she was holding something in her hand, and thought of what she said in the morning.

Did she really buy him something to apologize?

She was a little excited, after all, it was her first time to give something to herself.

"Have you eaten?" Wenxin asked casually.

"No, I can't do it."

Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, turned on the light, walked over and said, "You won't go out to eat."

“I don’t want to eat outside.”

He actually wanted to say that since he ate what you cooked, the food outside was unpalatable, but he was afraid that she would be proud of it, so he didn't say anything.

Wenxin handed over the bag, "The clothes I bought for you are an apology. Don't be embarrassed in the future. I won't talk about your appearance. Let's make peace!"

She stretched out her hand.

Jun Mohan took the bag and held her hand, "No problem, I'm not a stingy person either."

When the words fell, he had not let go of her hand. Wenxin thought he was trying to make some bad idea, so he quickly shook his hand away and said: "That's good, I'll cook noodles for you, and I won't eat them either. You try first."

clothing."

After watching her leave, Jun Mohan thought of her rejection of him and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He must have been sick just now, but he held her hand and wouldn't let go.

That woman's hands were all calloused, and they didn't feel as soft as other girls' hands.

Wen Xin was cooking noodles in the kitchen, and Jun Mohan took the clothes to try on. The quality was incomparable with his previous custom-made suits, and he could feel it at the touch. The color was not his favorite, but he felt strongly about wearing it.

desire.

It fits the size and is comfortable to wear, and he doesn't mind it.

She silently took off her clothes, changed into her nightgown and walked out. The noodles she had cooked were ready.

"Does the dress fit?"

"It's okay, thank you."

A warm smile: "Let's eat noodles!"

The two of them sat down to eat noodles, and a warm WeChat message on the table rang.

Jun Mohan glanced sharply and saw that it was Jiang Yan, and his face suddenly darkened.

This man is really haunted.

Naturally, Wen Xin didn't notice his expression. She picked up her phone and took a look. Jiang Yan asked her to go to the hospital tomorrow if she was fine. She had to discuss her mother's condition.

She replied with a good one.

Jun Mohan didn't know enough to ask. The moment she finished eating the noodles and turned around to enter the kitchen, he quickly opened her phone and took a look. Before she could see clearly, he heard footsteps.

He quickly retracted his hand and looked at the woman coming out with a rag with a guilty conscience.

Wen Wen saw the phone screen was on and thought there was information, but after taking a look there was nothing, she said: "I have already transferred the two thousand living expenses to the card. Uncle, please don't transfer ten thousand in the future, just transfer two thousand, we will do it a month

Four thousand is more than enough for living expenses.”

"No, I won't take your money."

After saying that, he got up and went back to the room. Wenxin thought he was angry again, but he didn't expect that he would come back immediately, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"This is the contract I received before. It clearly states that I will pay the living expenses, so please abide by the contract."

His tone was serious, his attitude was rigorous and domineering, and he did not have the slightest hint of negotiation.

It is impossible for him to do something like aa. After all, this is a man's responsibility and a matter of his dignity.

Wenxin didn't expect that a man's dominance would be so terrifying. With his strong insistence, he sent the two thousand to Wenxin WeChat, and he directly took her mobile phone to receive it.

He also blatantly opened Jiang Yan's chat interface and found that there was nothing there, so he arrogantly closed the phone and handed it to her.

"Sleep, don't mention this matter again."

He entered the room, Wenxin frowned, and finally had to give up.

The next day, the weather was fine. As soon as Wenxin got up, he saw Jun Mohan walking out. For the first time, he was wearing the clothes he bought yesterday.

The first time she saw him wearing a light-colored jacket and a blue shirt, she felt that her eyes were even more irritated because he looked weird.

Is there something wrong with my vision, or is this rough, bearded man not suitable for the blue and white color scheme?

I bought it myself, but I'm embarrassed to say it's ugly.

She kindly reminded, "Uncle, are you going to wear these new clothes without washing them?"

He pulled up the beige jacket in embarrassment and said, "There is a company event today, and we are required to wear a white coat. My coats are all black, so the one you bought is just right."

After saying this, his face turned a little red, and he felt guilty, making him want to run away quickly.

"Oh!" Wenxin had no doubt, "Then what do you want to eat this morning? I'll make it."

"No need, something happened to Noila Mo, I'll handle it."

After saying that, he strode away. Jun Morou said that she had an accident at the airport when she got off work in the morning and asked him to come quickly.

He didn't think much about it and hurried to the underground garage to drive his Rolls-Royce to the airport.

When we got to the car, we took off the unsightly beard scars on our faces and put them back on, and drove away outside.

Wen Wen washed her face, drank a bottle of milk, and then rode to the company. The morning in Nancheng was the rush hour for work and it was extremely crowded, so it was okay to ride a small yellow car.

When Jun Mohan arrived at the place designated by Jun Morou, there was no accident at all and Jun Morou was not there either.

He called anxiously, "Jun Morou, where are you?"

"Brother, you can see me if you turn back."

"What a mystery."

He turned around, but before he could stand still, a slender figure rushed towards his arms.


Chapter completed!