Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Subtle Attitude
Shang Ji was too busy, and he was given such an order by the old man, so he was naturally even more irritable.
But fortunately, I just accompanied her to see the wedding dress. Thinking like this, Shang Jian felt a little relieved in his heart. Because he didn't care, when the woman spoke, he just gave a perfunctory "um".
After all, this onomatopoeia can be used to express any emotion, and it can be said that it is in vain.
However, because he didn't care, he didn't notice the phone in the woman's hand, and he didn't know that the person on the other end of the phone was the person he was still thinking about just now.
Coffee shop.
"Huh? No, what does this woman mean?! What about provocation, right?! ”
As soon as Ye Mangman hung up the phone, Bi Xia on the side couldn't control his accusations.
Feeling that his head was empty, Ye Mangmu fell into silence again.
"No, this Shang Ji, he, how is he." Bi Xia was angry, and he spoke like a knot in his tongue. After a long pause, she sighed fiercely, "What are you going to do?" ”
Seeing that his best friend's thinking was jumping fast all of a sudden, coupled with being immersed in his own thoughts, Ye Mangmu didn't keep up for a moment, and said in a daze, "Ah? "Yes.
"Ahhhh I say you work. Seeing that Ye Mangmao was so stunned, looking like a little sheep to be slaughtered, Bi Xia hated that iron could not be made of steel, and said angrily, "You are not still ready to stay under her, are you?" I see that she is so jealous, I don't know when she will stumble on you. ”
Although Bi Xia was angry, what he said was very reasonable.
If she continues to stay, she will definitely not be able to stay, even if she Tang Wan doesn't make any stumbling blocks for herself, and looks at them every day with affection and love, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it.
So, thinking of this, Ye Mangmu shook his head without hesitation, and then said in a slightly aggrieved voice: "No, but I don't know which other company wants me." ”
In fact, this is just Ye Mang's self-denial. Only thinking about painting, it would be strange that she could know how good the market was outside.
Speaking of this, Bi Xia came to the end, and a pair of eyes looked at Ye Mangman, as if he was looking at a sweet and delicious cake.
"That's easy! Why don't you go to the studio with the surname Shen? Bi Xia said in a brisk tone, "He's been busy with this matter lately, and he's just as good as a painter." And you've been to his villa studio, don't you like it too? If you get employed, won't you be able to pass every day? ”
Ye Mangmu was a little surprised when he heard this, and he was a little hesitant. But as soon as she thought of Tang Wan, the current boss of this company, she dispelled her hesitation and nodded slowly.
The old man's birthday is approaching, and he is looking for an opportunity to paint for him to celebrate his birthday. It's definitely not going to be at home, although grandpa won't enter his studio, but maybe the news will leak out, so that the surprise will spread.
And Shen Muyan's studio is indeed a good place. In the past, because of the situation, even if I liked it, I didn't dare to mention it, but if I really got into the job, maybe I could be casual.
Thinking like this, Ye Manmang actually felt more and more that this idea was not bad.
Just thinking about it, she slowly came back to her senses.
This is obviously Shen Muyan looking for a painter, why are his girlfriends so excited? Ye Mangmao felt as if he was invisible, and he ate another handful of dog food.
After a noisy afternoon with Bi Xia, Ye Mang's mood finally improved, and even Bi Xia breathed a sigh of relief. It's just that when he arrived at the merchant house, Ye Manmu began to become silent again.
However, she herself looks no different from usual. If it weren't for Bi Xia's keen mind, he would have known Ye Manmang for many years. She really couldn't see it.
When Ye Mangwan went home, the sky was already dark. Only wisps of sunset remain, scattered to all corners of the world. The dim light gives people the illusion that the years are quiet for no reason.
Shang Ji had already finished his busy work and returned home.
After hearing that Ye Mangman went out shopping with Bi Xia, he didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was a nostalgic afternoon tea between two little girls.
Therefore, after seeing the figure of the woman stepping on the sunset and going home, there is still some strangeness and warmth in my heart.
When he said goodbye to Bi Xia, Ye was boundless, and his whole body was full of vitality. It seemed to be a small sun that was infinitely shining, firmly attracting Shang Ji's attention.
He looked up and laughed when he saw what the woman seemed to be saying to his best friend. There was a tiny glint in his eyes, and a few strands of hair on his sideburns fluttered in the wind under the setting sun, as if they had hooked his heart.
After a while, Bixia drove away in her little white car, and the woman who had laughed heartily put away her smile.
Shang Ji felt a little regretful, and he wanted to see it again, that wanton smile.
It was like a little milk cat scratching with its paws, and when Ye Mangwan walked to the entrance, he took the initiative to speak for the first time.
"Coming back?" It's a faint voice.
Shang Ji was a little helpless, he knew that he was not good at finding topics, and he felt embarrassed to say this kind of question knowingly.
"Hmm." Fortunately, Ye Manmang took over the conversation.
Seeing that the woman did not squint, she walked past in front of her eyes. Shang Ji vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything.
Ye Mang still had a smile on his face, but that smile was completely different from what he had seen before. It's like wearing a heavy mask.
She wasn't happy.
This was Shang Ji's intuition. But he didn't know why the woman was unhappy.
And in the next second, his intuition began to be slowly overturned by Ye Mang. Shang Ji found that Ye Mang's unhappiness was targeted.
For example, when she meets Aunt Liu, she will smile sweetly, when she meets the old man, she will smile coquettishly, and when she meets Xiaotuanzi, she will laugh dotingly.
Only when she touches herself, she puts on a mask and laughs "hypocritically".
Rao is a straight man, no matter how straight he is, after this series of observations, he also found a hint of clues. I'm afraid I don't know when I provoked her again.
Shang Ji's thinking has always been strict, and he will probably only occasionally short-circuit when he encounters Ye Wanmao. So it barely took him a few minutes to sort out his thoughts in his mind and then grasp the root cause of the problem.
Did someone say something behind her back, and she listened to it?
Thinking like this, his memory was captured at once, the detail that he hadn't noticed before, the mobile phone in Tang Wan's hand.