“…… After talking for a long time, young master, you haven't told me whose miss she is? "
Xue Tianhao was quarreled by Uncle Huang. "She's not a miss of her family. You don't know her."
With that, he took out a vase from the bottom of the tea table and put the seven color roses in.
Uncle Huang's eyes were sharp. Seeing a black handbag beside him, he couldn't help asking, "young master, what did you bring back this bag yesterday?"
Xue Tianhao was stunned, and his eyes suddenly fell on the handbag.
He reached for his handbag and pulled out a scarf from it.
There was a flash of surprise in Uncle Huang's eyes.
It can be seen that the people who weave scarves have made a lot of efforts. The design and color of scarves are matched according to the latest scarf style popular by men of an international brand. In addition, the knitting technique is very novel, which can be called perfect.
Even if it is placed on the shelves of famous shops, it is not against the law at all.
Working all his life in a luxury house, uncle Huang asked himself that he was also a fashion uncle with great vision. At a glance, he saw that the scarf was very good. He couldn't help praising, "is it a gift from that girl to the young master? That girl is so clever. "
Xue Tianhao's face slightly coagulated, holding the hand of the scarf, slowly tightening.
Seeing that he had been standing still, uncle Huang couldn't help urging him: "young master, what are you doing standing foolishly? Why don't you put it on and see if it fits? It took a girl so much effort to weave it for you. If you want me to say, you should wear this scarf to the appointment. Otherwise, it would be good to take some pictures for her to see. "
Xue Tianhao moved slightly in his heart, lowered his head, looked at the scarf in his hand, and hesitated in peach blossom's eyes.
Uncle Huang is still self-conscious feeling, "good, this can be more precious than the gift bought in the shopping mall outside, it's all the girl's hard work, but I know, now the little girls, ah, rarely put their mind on these things, if they didn't like you, they would not spend so much energy weaving scarves as gifts."
Xue Tianhao's blue veins on his forehead jumped fiercely, and his tone became chilly. "Uncle Huang, you go out first. I want to stay by myself."
Uncle Huang was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Xue Tianhao's face was cold.
He can't understand what's going on. It's a good thing for a girl to give him a gift. Why does he have a black face.
"Well, I'll go down first. Take your time to rest," he said mistily
He retreated in a hurry.
After uncle Huang left, Xue Tianhao came to the cloakroom with a scarf.
In the big mirror in the cloakroom, there was a depressed face.
He shook off his scarf, tied it on his face without expression, and skillfully tied a beautiful knot.
His skin is very white, the color of the scarf is really match, it seems that his skin is more creamy.
After wearing the scarf, he selected several clothes from the hanger and quickly matched them with a complete set of scarves.
The man in the mirror looks more and more beautiful and fashionable, but his face is more and more dark when he thinks that the scarf is not for himself.
That kind of feeling is very strange, like, the whole body's blood turned into hot magma, rushing to the heart rapidly, the heart is bubbling with boiling bubbles, burning his pain and urgency, he does not know where the impulse, strode out of the cloakroom.
When he came to the living room, he picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and sent a voice message to Kuang Yiyi.
"The scarf you knit is very beautiful. If you have time, can you help me knit one?"
Kuang Yiyi soon received the news. Her first reaction was that Xue Tianhao was being polite to her.
They are fashion experts. What kind of scarves have you never seen?
She knows how many Jin and how many liang she has. The scarf she weaves can't be said to be bad, but it's mainly stained with the light of international famous color matching, which definitely can't make Xue Tianhao amazing. It should be out of a kind of polite psychology that he praises himself so much.
If she heard a few compliments, she would really think that Xue Tianhao was very rare in her own craft. That would be naive.
But even so, after receiving this kind of praise, she was still happy and quickly sent back a message, "is it really good-looking? Thank you, ha ha. I guess my husband will like it, too But I don't know. He is a very fussy person. You like this style, don't you? In fact, I woven it in the style of a famous brand. You can buy it when you go to the exclusive store. By the way, I've been to the dining place. When will you come, senior
Wechat prompts that the sound is on.
Xue Tianhao picks up his mobile phone, turns it on and presses the play button for the first time.
The sound of the woman's smile came from the receiver.
But the more he listened, the colder his hot eyes were. When he heard her last sentence, he felt aggrieved and his heart was completely cold.
He didn't send Kuang Yi a voice message. He was afraid that his tone at the moment would expose his bad mood.
He typed a string of words, with a smile on his face, and said, "I know:) I'll be there soon."Put away the phone, he slowly stood up from the sofa, took off the scarf, put it intact into the black handbag, and then put the bag under the tea table, holding only the rose out of the door.
Uncle Huang saw him go to the garage and said, "Hey, young master, you don't wear the scarf?"
Xue Tianhao frowned lightly and didn't say a word. He just walked faster and faster.
He doesn't want to break his promise, but only when he really falls in love with someone, can he understand that love is selfish. He suddenly wants to be selfish once and doesn't want to give it back to her.
Who let that scarf, contains her deep love for that man, he just don't want her to pass full love to that man.
……
It was less than six o'clock when Bai Mohan arrived at the restaurant.
He opened the door and saw that the woman had arrived. He picked her lips and said, "why don't you order something first?"
As soon as Kuang Yi saw him, his eyes blinked playfully, "husband, I'll give you a surprise later."
White ink cold walked to her side to sit down, picked up the cup that she cooked tea, shallow sipped, pick eyebrow, "what surprise?"
"Then you'll know." Kuang Yiyi deliberately conceals the fact that the scarf has been woven, hoping to give him a late surprise.
She said, "by the way, how's the progress of building a cemetery around the Liu family? Do the Liu family know? What are they going to do? "
White Mo Han lightly a smile, "the person that send has already started construction more than ten days, if Liu Ming Sheng is not stupid, should spend a bit of thought to look for a person to inquire."
Finally, he added, "but it's too late to know."
"Why is it late?"
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