C7

Chapter 7 - Don't Remember Your Size

"Oh my god, you …" How did you. No, no, no... "Oh my god, how could you think of this …"

Lu Yunting was trembling with excitement while holding the report, his eyes staring straight ahead.

"Boss Lu, your acting isn't good enough." Yan Luoxi purposely teased, "I just solved a small problem, is Boss Lu's reaction so intense to give me more confidence?"

Lu Yunting's emotions calmed down at this point. He took a deep breath and sighed as he looked at Yan Luoxi.

"Miss Yan, you really are … This is such a waste of talent. "

"Of course not, Boss Lu thinks so highly of me, I'm really too happy." Yan Luoxi laughed until her eyes were bent, she raised her teacup and took a big gulp.

She was truly happy, a joy she had never felt in two years.

"Yan Jiming actually made you his housewife … It's really hard to imagine, if you were to work in Yan's Group, you probably wouldn't have had anything to do with me today. Lu Yunting shook his head, "Miss Yan is willing to work at the Lu family, I really picked up a treasure!"

"How could that be …." Yan Luoxi covered her mouth and laughed very happily, she chatted with Lu Yunting for an entire morning before coming out, intending to take a look at the custom-made suit.

After all, the Marketing manager had to dress himself very formally.

After measuring up at the tailor shop, Yan Luoxi bought a pair of cuff buckle s and went home. The shape was small and exquisite, and the color was very low. Yan Luoxi had the desire to wear a suit right now.

"You came back so early today?"

As soon as he returned home, he saw Yan Jiming sitting on the sofa reading a document. Yan Luoxi was in a good mood and took the initiative to greet her.

Afterwards, she came to realize that Yan Jiming's skill of pouring cold water on others was indeed impressive.

"Why did you buy the cuff buckle?" Yan Jiming looked at the paper bag in Yan Luoxi's hands disdainfully, "I have never used this kind of low quality paper bag."

"Oh." Yan Luoxi hung up her jacket, and spoke coldly: "I didn't buy this for you, it's mine."

Yan Jiming looked at her in shock.

"Do you need cuff buckle? Do you need me to customize a pair for you? " Seeing Yan Jiming's expression, Yan Luoxi's mood improved a little.

"There's no need for that. With your taste, just forget it." Yan Jiming shrugged and returned his gaze back to his own documents.

Yan Luoxi rolled her eyes as she carried the paper bag back to her room and continued to admire her cuff buckle.

The suit was made very quickly, and in less than a week the owner had already called Yan Luoxi to try on her clothes. Yan Luoxi looked at the calendar before she left. There were only a few days left before the Yan Clan's product launch.

There were only a few days left until her divorce with Yan Jiming.

"Madam Yan, do you need me to customize a new suit for Director Yan?" The owner of the clothing store asked as he tried out the clothes on Yan Luoxi.

Yan Luoxi thought about it, before this, it was indeed she who had come to customize Yan Jiming's suit and personally picked it out for him, as she memorized all the sizes of his body.

However, it seemed that it had been a few months since she last thought about it. She didn't know if Yan Jiming's figure had changed in the past few months, but just before he had pressed down on her, Yan Luoxi had reason to suspect that Yan Jiming had gotten fat.

"No need for that. I've already forgotten his size." Yan Luoxi's tone was very relaxed, "If he needs it, he can just order it from the secretary."

"Okay, try this dress again."

Just as Yan Luoxi was about to turn around and enter the fitting room, a familiar figure came out from behind the clothes rack.

Yan Jiming frowned as he stared at her, with his male secretary standing behind him. She was currently hiding behind her clothes rack, trying to hide herself.

Yan Luoxi didn't know how much of the conversation she had with Yan Jiming, but since Yan Jiming didn't speak, she didn't speak either. She only received a cold gaze that swept up and down, and then caught a card the other party threw over.

Then, Yan Jiming immediately pushed the door open and left.

Yan Luoxi did not know what Yan Jiming meant, and could only turn around and ask the boss: "Did he pay the bill?"

"It's already over." The boss nodded.

So this card didn't mean that he wanted her to help him settle the bill. Yan Luoxi raised his eyebrows. Help her pay? Sure, it was all due to her.

However, with Yan Jiming himself here, why did the boss ask her if she should customize a suit for him?

He didn't know what Yan Jiming was planning, but Yan Luoxi was too lazy to think about it.

"Have you chosen a set for Miss Yan?"

Yan Luoxi held onto the card: "Both!"

The Yan Clan's new product's press conference was scheduled to be held the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was held extremely successfully, occupying all the headlines.

"Luo Xi, you're back?"

Bringing Yan Jiming home to pass the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Luoxi only treated it as the last challenge before her divorce.

In any case, this was how things were last year. Yan Jiming's parents were not in the country, so he was the one who led Yan Jiming back home for all the major festivals. For a family reunion like the Mid-Autumn Festival, naturally, it was a meal and a flattering each other. It was not as interesting as a business gathering.

"Cousin, you've lost weight again." Yan Luoxi put down the thing in her hand and gave Yan Chenxi a light hug. First Uncle's daughter, a woman who always hated her to this day because Yan Jiming had chosen her and not Yan Chenxi to marry.

"Haven't I always been this thin? Do you know how to speak?" Yan Chenxi glared at her in displeasure before turning around and sitting down on the sofa.

Yan Luoxi didn't even bother to smile. She sat down and took the mooncake from the tea table.

His relatives had all gathered around, chatting as they waited for dinner to start. Yan Luoxi listened attentively, wondering when she would be able to discuss about the stocks with her Third Uncle.

"Come, Ji Ming, try this mooncake." Third Aunt handed over a piece of mooncake.

Yan Jiming politely smiled and took it, he just took a bite and put it down, "What's this taste?"

"What is that smell?" Yan Luoxi was confused. She wasn't even satisfied with the taste of the mooncake and had to ask her?

"The mooncake is different from the taste of the previous years." Yan Jiming stared at her in dissatisfaction.

"Haha, Ji Ming, you probably don't know about this." Yan Chenxi suddenly laughed. She always refused to call Yan Jiming her brother-in-law, and continued to call him by his name.

"Know what?"

"In the past, all the mooncakes were made personally by Luo Xi, so the taste of the mooncakes made by our family is definitely better than the ones we bought. Not this year, right? " Yan Chenxi looked at Yan Luoxi provocatively, with the look of 'See, I've exposed myself, a good wife and mother won't be able to continue acting'.

She nodded perfunctorily. "Well, I bought a few at random."

"Cousin is so virtuous. She wouldn't even do laundry and cook, would she? "Why do you live like a nanny?" Yan Chenxi was unwilling to let it go.

The living room was quiet for a second, as if everyone was waiting for Yan Luoxi's violent temper to return.

But Yan Luoxi curled the corner of her mouth with an indifferent expression.

"Yan Chenxi, you better respect my wife a little." Yan Jiming opened his mouth.