"Whew. Silly boy, is it still difficult for you to find a wife under these conditions? ”

Lu Junxing glanced sideways at Zhuang Yiman, the smile on the corner of his lips was a little stunned, and he said softly: "En, it's difficult." ”

Zhuang Yiman paused slightly, and then looked at Lu Junxing.

Perhaps the night was so dim that her always clear eyes were rarely darkened, and there was a hint of complexity of unknown meaning lingering in the depths of her dark eyes.

She said, "Junxing, it's time to let go. ”

Lu Junxing looked up at the night sky with a sparse moon and stars, and sighed in a low voice: "Yes, it's time to put it down." ”

In the blink of an eye, the two had already walked into the parking lot and stopped one after another.

Lu Junxing gathered his thoughts and changed the topic: "Go back quickly, be careful on the road." ”

"Yes."

Zhuang Yiman took off his coat and handed it back to him, "Your coat." ”

Lu Junxing didn't stretch out his hand to take it, and said, "Keep it for now, and return it to me next time we meet." ”

At the end, he muttered in disgust: "It's such a big person and I don't know how to take care of myself, but people who are so afraid of the cold don't bring a coat every time, okay for a long snack?" ”

It was a familiar word and a familiar tone, Zhuang Yiman chuckled: "I know, when will this chattering problem be changed." ”

Lu Junxing waved his hand, "I can't change it, let's go." ”

Zhuang Yiman withdrew his hand and put his blazer on his shoulders again: "En." You also be careful on the road. ”

After saying goodbye, the two parted ways, Zhuang Yiman drove home directly, while Lu Junxing got in the car and left after smoking a cigarette in the parking lot.

Zhuang Yiman returned home, came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and received a call from Xiao Jinxuan, who was far away in France.

She picked up the phone and said in a lazy voice: "Well, Ah Jin." ”

Hearing her voice, Xiao Jinxuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Were you busy just now?" I haven't been able to contact you. ”

"I just asked a friend for dinner, and I didn't pay attention to my phone."

Her words fell, and Xiao Jinxuan sent a video instead.

Zhuang Yiman pressed accept, and saw Xiao Jinxuan's handsome face on the screen.

He raised a gentle smile at Zhuang Yiman on the other end of the phone, and said softly, "I miss you." ”

Zhuang Yiman smiled, and teased as he walked out of the room: "I haven't seen you for a few days." ”

"Isn't it like a day without seeing each other?"

"You're poor."

After the two frolicked for a few words, Xiao Jinxuan got to the point, and he asked, "How is the matter in the studio?" ”

Zhuang Yiman knew that he was referring to the incident of plagiarism door.

Xiao Jinxuan was in a meeting when it happened yesterday, and when he found out, it was already early in the morning, and he was worried about waking up Zhuang Yiman, so he just sent a message to her.

Zhuang Yiman saw his message, but because he got up late in the morning, he forgot to reply.

Anyway, because of the time difference and the fact that both of them are busy, they were contacted at this time.

Zhuang Yiman didn't hide it from him, and said truthfully: "Song Lei said that the dress was designed by her, but her ex-boyfriend had seen the design draft of the dress at her home, and even saw the finished dress. She suspected that her ex-boyfriend had plagiarized the dress design. ”

After a pause, she added: "Oh, by the way, that ex-boyfriend broke up with her a week ago, and after the breakup, he dated a well-known designer in Wanxianei." ”

Xiao Jinxuan asked: "Is the famous designer the one who claims to have designed Zhao Qianyan's dress by himself?" ”

"Yes."

Xiao Jinxuan frowned, "What a scum." ”

"Yes, what a scumbag, I feel sorry for Song Lei."