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Han Yao placed the wine cup gently on the table and took off the silk scarf around her neck. Under the light, the unique chicken necklace that was exposed was extremely eye-catching. Anyone who attended Han Yao and Nanfeng Haozhe's wedding, would have some impression of this necklace.

Mrs. Jin looked at the necklace on Han Yao's neck, her eyelids drooped, her nails that were covered with black nail polish lightly tapped on the wine cup, shaking the wine in the cup as she looked at Han Yao, deep in thought.

Han Yao pursed her lips, looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, and then said politely: "Madame Nanfeng, actually, I like the job you're talking about …"

"Madame Nanfeng, do you agree?"

Before Han Yao could say anything, Nanfeng Haozhe pulled her over and said coldly: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Jin. I think we should discuss this matter a little more."

After he finished speaking, Nanfeng Haozhe pulled Han Yao's hand and walked out of the private room, leaving Mrs. Jin supporting her forehead with both hands as she regretfully sighed.

Originally, Mrs. Jin had told Han Yao that she wanted Han Yao to go and work at one of the top ten stores, to be their designer. Unexpectedly, Han Yao's heart was moved, but Nanfeng Haozhe was very unhappy.

Han Yao was pulled out of the hotel, a burst of cold wind blew onto her face, and Han Yao timidly followed Nanfeng Haozhe into the car. Nanfeng Haozhe's eyebrows were raised, his eyes occasionally squinted, and his fingers occasionally tapped on the steering wheel.

It could be seen that he was extremely agitated in his heart.

Han Yao was worried about the flow of traffic as she did not dare to speak much. The atmosphere inside the car was also unfamiliar and awkward.

The two of them went home in silence.

Nanfeng Haozhe pulled the curtains and sat on the sofa, coldly pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Han Yao went over and saw that Nanfeng Haozhe and Ling Ling were chatting right now. The chat window displayed the words "I want to apply for a designer right now, I'll be able to work tomorrow".

Han Yao understood that he was angry.

She gently covered his large hand with her finger. Nanfeng Haozhe angrily flicked her hand away and coldly walked away.

Han Yao took the initiative to stand up, and wrapped her arms around Nanfeng Haozhe's waist from behind. She rubbed her little head against his back, and said to him with a gentle tone, "Hubby, don't be angry."

Nanfeng Haozhe did not say anything, but Han Yao's lovable voice sounded in his ears, causing him to be unable to control his body from releasing a warm current, as though a bolt of lightning had shot through his entire body.

"Hubby …"

"Don't scream."

"Hubby, hubby … Hubby... I know you're angry, so don't be angry, okay? "

The sweet voice purposely sounded out to seduce, causing the corner of his mouth to bend even when Han Yao called out to him.

Han Yao took the chance to let go of Nanfeng Haozhe and leapt in front of him. Standing on his tiptoes to get in front of Nanfeng Haozhe, he said seriously: "Hubby, you know, I really like designing this job, I … …"

"Then you can still be a designer at Ytin. Besides, can I treat you badly? "You would rather become a designer than stay in your husband's company. Don't you want others to laugh at me?"

"I... "That's not what I meant."

To be honest, when he first went to see Mrs. Jin, Han Yao had already thought about it, and politely rejected her. However, she did not expect that the conditions given by the Mrs. Jin would be so excellent. The key point was that Han Yao had already gone to an independent office, even the drafts she designed would be directly reviewed by the Mrs. Jin.

It had to be said that because of the high salary and freedom of the office in Mrs. Jin, there would be no scheming battles in the office, and no one would let her off just because she was a Madame Nanfeng. Furthermore, back then Mrs. Jin was the number one designer back then. Being able to work under her hands would definitely be of great help to Han Yao.

Thus, combining the previous conditions, Han Yao really wanted to go and work for the top ten stores. Actually, it was nothing related to anything else. When Han Yao was wavering at that time, she had never thought that Nanfeng Haozhe would be angry or something like that. In truth, even though Han Yao was already married, her heart still hadn't changed the days they were discussing.

"Haozhe, I'm not what you think I am, I just like designing clothes. I want to concentrate on doing what I want to do, now that my grandma is lying in the hospital, I need a large amount of medical fees every day, I don't want to …" "I've always relied on you."

Han Yao patiently explained, but she never thought that after she finished, she would become even more angry.

He held the computer on the tea table in his hand, turned around and went to the study, and slammed the door shut.

Han Yao looked at the door that was closed, and her heart became heavy.

She didn't know why, but how did something that was originally very happy end up like this?

That night, Han Yao slept in the bedroom, but Nanfeng Haozhe worked in the study room all night.

On the second day, Han Yao woke up in a daze. The phone was jumping around under the pillow as if calling the owner's attention.

Han Yao turned her body, and used her hands to feel under the pillow.

"Hello?"

He slightly closed his eyes and opened his dry lips.

"Madame Nanfeng, it's me."

Mrs. Jin's voice came from the other end of the phone, causing Han Yao to immediately jump out of her bed. She walked to the water dispenser and accepted a cup of hot water with her hands, then softly responded: "Hello, Mrs. Jin."

"Sorry to bother you so early. Madame Nanfeng, I want to invite you out for a cup of coffee.

"I …" Han Yao looked at the time on the wall and saw that it was already 10 o'clock. There was still no one calling her to work, so she gritted her teeth and agreed.

After deciding on the time and place, Han Yao took a sip of the warm feeling in her hands and then placed it on the tea table. She turned around and entered her bedroom, and quickly rummaged through her clothes in the wardrobe.

had prepared all of the clothes in this cabinet for her. Most of the clothes belonged to the category of "comfortable", "generous", suitable for any occasion.

Han Yao turned it over and over again. The autumn's temperature was no longer as cold as before, so she no longer needed to wear her cape.

Han Yao chose a light blue dress.

A simple, plain and natural dress, on the body, it looked like a budding lily. Han Yao liked this kind of refreshing feeling.

Arriving at the coffee shop, Han Yao saw Mrs. Jin, she did not expect that the design of the dress Han Yao was wearing was actually designed by Mrs. Jin last year. The two talked for a while, and felt a sense of hate to see each other too late.

Han Yao signed the contract with Mrs. Jin on the spot.