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"Lady Boss, can you show me that sweater?" It's the model in the middle. "

"Miss, you have pretty good eyes. This sweater is the best one in our shop, there are only three of them. What number do you want, Miss?"

"We need to increase the number."

"Okay, here it is," the Lady Boss enthusiastically took it out from behind the counter. "Feel it, it's fine sheep wool, imported from England, it's so soft, very thin, very breathable, very warm, and the layout is also very good."

Ling Qiao did not like to wear a sweater. He always wore a shirt and a suit, and even if it was a cold day, he would still add a coat on the outside. However, a sweater was the only way to keep his warm. She looked at the price tag. "Wow, this is so scary. No wonder the Lady Boss said that this is the best one in the shop. It means that the highest price is also the highest one."

She really couldn't buy the 38,100 yuan sweater. Although it was his, but it was hers. It hurt.

Just as she was hesitating about whether she should buy it, new customers entered through the door. She heard the sound of clashing, and turned around to look.

"Shu Shu, what a coincidence. We ran into each other here." Tang Thirty-Six leaned on a walking stick. She was already able to walk slowly.

Shu Shu lightly responded, "Yes, what a coincidence." She turned back to the sweater in her hand. Some people have things she doesn't like.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, she didn't say anything more. She turned to the Lady Boss and said, "Lady Boss, please give me a large number of clothes for the model in the middle of the window outside."

The Lady Boss was very happy. She quickly took out a sweater from behind the counter. "You have good eyes, Miss. This is the best sweater in our shop, your friend also picked this one."

Tang Beiqing faintly smiled. "Oh?" "Is that so …" He looked at the clothes in Shu Shu's hands. "Did you buy them for Ling Qiao?"

"Yes." Of course I bought it for my husband, is there a need to ask?!

"This brand of clothes is imported from England. The European version is quite large, so it's more suitable to buy the one that Ling Qiao usually wears," Tang Shuiqing reminded.

She smiled and said, "My husband wants to wear a buff. He has been eating a lot lately and has become a bit fatter."

"Is that so? He's so thin, he should be getting fatter …." Tang Beiqing faintly smiled and turned to look at the Lady Boss. "Wrap it up for me." As she spoke, she handed over a card.

Damn it, she was a young miss born with a golden key after all. She didn't even ask about the price when she bought clothes, she just bought them whenever she wanted to … But who was she going to give it to?

The car was right in front of the store. As soon as she left, a driver would open the door for her.

The Lady Boss did her best to recommend him. "Miss, your friend knew what was good for it and bought it. This sweater is indeed a good item."

"She's not my friend." Shushu said.

The Lady Boss's face froze for a moment. She felt a little awkward.

"Wrap it up, I'll buy it." She finally hardened her heart and took out the card.

The happiest person on the list was, of course, the Lady Boss. Selling two high-grade goods in such a short time was practically a joke even in her dreams.

In the evening, Shu Shu had already wandered around until her feet ached. She had not left her house every day, and had finally returned to her original place. She hailed a taxi to the Ling Bai Corporation building. The building's security guards recognized her and hurried over to help her carry the bag.

"Thank you so much. Actually, I can do it myself."

"Mrs. Ling, it's alright. It's my honor to serve you. The president specifically told me to watch the taxi when he knew you were coming."

"Really? I still have to thank you." And thanks to her considerate husband.

ShuShu was waiting in the lobby for him to get off work. There was about half an hour until he got off work, so she casually picked up a magazine to read.

Suddenly hearing a "ding", she instinctively looked up at the elevator and saw Deng Zijun walking out hurriedly with a nervous expression.

Deng Zijun walked all the way out of the main entrance in a hurry, and did not notice the restful atmosphere around him.

Shushu looked at him curiously. Through the transparent glass wall, she saw Deng Zijun go to the garden across the street.

He saw Deng Zijun chatting with someone as if they were in a dispute, but that person's face was covered by a small tree, causing ShuShu to be extremely puzzled. She got up and walked to the other side of the hall.

That man … Isn't that the reporter from Newsweek?! After all, this Zhu Ji was a leading reporter for the Weekly Explosion, and was, after all, a former colleague of hers. She had a deep impression of him, and many of the major events in the entertainment industry had been exposed by him first, such as the rekindling of old relationships between Ling Qiao and Tang Congqing.

From afar, Deng Zijun and Zhu Ji seemed to be quarrelling, pointing and gesturing with excitement. Deng Zijun suddenly took out something from his pocket and threw it to Zhu Ji. After pointing it out for a while, he turned around and walked towards the mansion.

Deng Zijun had followed Ling Qiao to do things, and there were many things that she did not understand. The reason why marriage scam could pass so quickly, he believed that Ling Qiao must have also put in some measures. He would not tell her about these things, and of course, she would not ask.

Maybe it was Ling Qiao who asked Deng Zijun to do something, so I decided not to bother about it.

The receptionist came over and said with a smile, "Mrs. Ling, the CEO wants you to wait."

"Ah?" No need for that. " My feet hurt, and I didn't want to walk.

"The CEO said the heating in the hall isn't enough. She was afraid that you would catch a cold. He said he would get off work a little later."

"Well, can I keep my things down there?" She could not disappoint Ling Qiao's concern, but she really did not want to lift or lift anything. It was a heavy weight.

"Of course. I'm on duty today and won't be able to get off until 8 PM. I can watch for you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Inside the CEO's office, Ling Qiao was still wholeheartedly reading the documents while Shu Shu signaled for the secretary outside not to report as he quietly walked in.

Ling Qiao did not notice her as he held a pen and signed at the place where she signed his name.

Shu Shu sat on the sofa with her elbows on her knees and her hands on her cheeks. She stared foolishly at Ling Qiao. Hubby, you look like you're working seriously, it's so cool, I've even become your little fan.

Coincidentally, her cell phone rang, giving her a fright, as did Ling Qiao. He looked up, and she could only make a face at him, saying dejectedly, "Alas, the weather forecast has exposed me."

Ling Qiao looked at her, his eyes brightening up, his lovely wife becoming more and more charming. The color of her newly dyed hair made her even whiter, the casual bangs covering her forehead, revealing his eyebrows, making his look even more spirited. He smiled and said: "The transformation was a success, I like it."

"It's good that you like it, I like it too," she said shyly as she reached out to stroke her hair. "You have to do something quickly, and when you're done eating, you have to go out for a day. I'm very hungry."

Ling Qiao made an OK gesture, then looked down at the document.

ShuShu walked to the edge of the windowsill and looked down. This was the highest level of the Ling Bai Corporation Building, and she could see the whole of T city through the night.

Beautiful, for the first time, she thought the city could be so charming.

She slowly paced to the bookshelf. For no reason, she wanted to see if the album was still there. It was the memento of Ling Qiao's and Tang Zhaoqing's relationship. But I couldn't find it twice, she wondered. Did I remember the wrong place? Or had he lost it?

She pursed her lips and smiled. He must have lost it.

Alright, 38,000 yuan in sweaters and more than 1000 yuan in underwear, it's worth it.

"It's a success," Ling Qiao stretched his back, "Ah, I'm so tired."

Shu Shu walked behind him, obediently pressing his shoulder. "Husband, it's really hard for you to make money to support your family."

Ling Qiao held her hand, and pulled her into his embrace. Looking at her from such a close distance, he looked even more beautiful. "Did you recognize her when you were shopping?" He had been worried all day.

"Of course not. The people on television and the people in reality are still quite different. Now that I've changed my hairstyle, it's even more difficult to recognize." She took the opportunity to say, "Hubby, how about I get a job? "I'm not going to the television station. I'm going somewhere else."

Ling Qiao pinched her slender waist, "If you want to go to work, then come to Ling Bai. Didn't I tell you that I'm lacking people!?" He didn't want such a beautiful wife to go out and make a public appearance. It was safer to stay by his side.

"It's not a job coming to you. The secretaries outside have already finished assigning their tasks, how can it still be my turn? I don't like unchallenging jobs. "

Ling Qiao knew that this little girl was extremely stubborn. If she wasn't willing, then he was even more unwilling to force her. "Let's learn to drive first, alright?"

Shu Shu nodded. "Alright then …" Then let's go eat. I'm hungry. "

Ling Qiao suddenly pulled her closer, lowering his head to give him a warm French kiss. "I want to eat you more right now."

Shushu patted him on the shoulder. "What, please, this is the office. Go away." God, she had guessed right. Her husband was a big pervert, and for the sake of both of them, she definitely wouldn't come here to work.

"Hehe, alright, I'll let you off first. After I've fed you, I'll let you feed me again!"

ShuShu felt goosebumps all over his body. Previously, he would never say it, but now he was saying it nonstop. He was definitely a sultry man.

Once back home, Ling Qiao couldn't wait to see what she bought for him. While they were still on the road, she said he spent the most money buying for him.

"Underwear?" Ling Qiao was surprised and happy. He still hadn't opened it, as long as he saw the logo, he would guess. "Hehe, my wife, you know me too well. Oh, it's a new model. Breathing underwear. This is good, I like it."

Shu Shu rolled her eyes at her. "There's no proper one. The most expensive one is still inside."

Ling Qiao saw the sweater again. "This one?" He didn't really like wearing sweaters, but his wife had bought them. He must have liked them, because he couldn't wait to take off his coat.

He wasn't afraid of the cold at all. He quickly took off his jacket and suit, and underneath he was wearing only a cotton waistcoat, the kind a hot-blooded man would wear all winter.

Ling Qiao put on a sweater, it was really comfortable, it was both soft and warm, and the things his wife bought were good, but, "Wife, these clothes are a little too big," he casually looked at the label, "They're imported by the Ou version, so you have to buy a smaller one, the larger one will do."

Shu Shu felt a wave of disappointment in her heart. So she really hadn't gotten to know Tang Xiu as well as she had.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qiao asked with a smile.