Chapter 10: The Man of Her Family
When I looked up, there was no one in front of me.
Looking again, on the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the left, there are pictures of some long skirt jewelry.
"Makeshift dinner? The weather in Haizhou is beautiful tonight, how about trying this backless suspender dress? There seemed to be a smile in the man's voice, and a light purple dress appeared in the mirror. Chen Zhi stood in front of the mirror, and his clothes were reflected on his tall and thin body in the mirror, which was extremely incongruous.
"Artificial intelligence butler, scare me." Chen Zhi wiped his head, ran back to the bathroom quickly, and turned off the faucet.
When Zhu Hang came out of the study, he found that Chen Zhi went to the toilet to Qian's house for two hours. The furniture had been assembled by the workers, and the living room had been cleaned by the maids.
"Let's go to dinner." Dialing Chen Zhi's phone, Zhu Hang stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass, looked at Changhai in the dark night, and said.
It was buzzing on the other end of the line. The background music seemed to be very cheerful, and Chen Zhi's words were filled with a smile, and he said, "Okay, you wait, I'll be back soon." ”
Half an hour later.
"Zhu Hang, you know what? The beautiful director next door to you cooks a delicious meal! I've brought you a little back, you taste it. Chen Zhi blushed and put the plate in his hand on the coffee table.
The door to the bedroom on the second floor opened, and Zhu Hang walked out in a bathrobe, looking down at him without speaking.
"Hey, I'm sorry, it's too late, hehe," Chen Zhi rubbed his hair weakly, and beckoned to him again: "Come and try it, this salad is really delicious." ”
"Heh......" With a disdainful chuckle, Zhu Hang walked down slowly: "So you found it, her handbag." ”
"Ahh Patronized and chatted! Patting his head, he said as if annoyed. Probably after drinking some wine, Chen Zhi's cheeks were red, and he had the aroma of black pepper and wine on his body. "But Zhu Hang, I found that she is a special match for you. Eh, did you know that her furniture was also ordered back from Italy! The way you dress is very similar to your preferences; And she also likes to eat Western food, loves to read, loves to work, loves to travel, you two are really suitable! ”
Chen Zhi talked a lot after drinking. Zhu Hang sat down in front of him and leaned on the sofa to watch. His hair had just been blown dry, and he smelled fresh from the shower.
“…… This Xiang Qian is not small. Either her boyfriend is powerful, or her father is powerful. I'll have to look it up closely. Don't just take my word for it, try this salad. Even my stomach, which doesn't like to eat Western food, has been subdued. Chen Zhi pushed the plate in front of him.
"You're so easy to be 'subdued,' cousin." Zhu Hang accentuated the word "cousin" and said, "It's not early, let's go." ”
"Hey, you kid really don't know what to do, brother, I ......" Before Chen Zhi finished speaking, Zhu Hang pushed him and pressed the "off" button on the elevator.
The living room was restored to its tranquility. Zhu Hang turned his head and went to the study.
It was almost 12 o'clock when a pair of black silk slippers came out again. Stopping at the coffee table, he picked up the salad and walked back to the study.
There was no news of the general manager taking office this week. Xiang Qian never saw Zhu Hang in the company again. On Saturday afternoon, Xiang Qian went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and just after parking the car, her mother's video call came.
"Ah Zi, why didn't you come back this week?" Ah Zi is Xiang Qian's milk name.
"Busy, Mom, it's not like you don't know, these things happened to the company, and you don't have time to go back."
The fair-skinned middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup on the screen sighed and said, "You're not the general manager, why are you so dedicated?!" Mom is waiting for you to come back to see Haute Couture, and at the end of the year, you need a few sets of dresses that can be worn. ”
"Tomorrow, I'll make an appointment with you directly at the Dior store tomorrow, okay?" While talking, Xiang Qian walked to the trunk of the car.