She knew that Zhou Qianze would not marry her, she knew it in the few years she had been with him, but now that she heard it again, she still felt a faint pain, she obviously hated him and hated him, what is the reaction now, is it lost and unwilling.

Shaking her head, she comforted herself, even if time passed, what would be the difference in the ending, it was just a matter of doing it all over again.

She stopped, leaned against the pillars of the corridor, sobbed quietly, looked at the ring on the knuckle, and felt ridiculous, he would not marry her, so he gave a casual couple ring perfunctory.

When Jiang Yao shook his head and left, he didn't hear what he added later, "But that's what I thought before, although I can't give her any promise to marry the Zhou family now, but if I love her, I will definitely marry her", Mrs. Song was worried, but she didn't stop him in person, she just told him to treat Jiang Yao well, she liked this girl very much, and she felt that it was a good match.

Zhou Qianze and Mrs. Song chatted a few more words, seeing that Jiang Yao had not come, thinking that she was still sleeping, and walked out of the house after saying goodbye to Mrs. Song.

He found Jiang Yao in the corridor, seeing that her eyes were red, as if she had cried, and hugged her from behind, Jiang Yao was so frightened that she exclaimed, when did Zhou Qianze appear, his body stiffened, and he struggled instinctively, but he was under his control, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Zhou Qianze let go of his hands and wanted to help her wipe away her tears, Jiang Yao subconsciously dodged it, his hand hung in the air, a little stunned, and asked her in a daze: "Why are you crying, what happened?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's not much, I just - I was scolded by the leader for answering a phone call" Jiang Yao replied to him with an unnatural look, casually said an excuse to prevaricate, swallowed her saliva, wiped her tears, and her face returned to calm, I have to say that she admires her acting skills and is free.

"Who dares to scold my Yaoyao, I don't think I have to live" Zhou Qianze said, and then pulled her away with ten fingers, Jiang Yao noticed that his middle finger was also wearing the couple male ring.

He led her to another room, Jiang Yao looked like a cheongsam studio, with elegant curtains hanging in it, a few picture books on the wooden table of tatami mats, a few lilies on a white porcelain vase, and an incense burner.

"This is my grandmother's cheongsam studio, which is full of cheongsams designed by her when she was young, you can take a look and choose a few to try," Zhou Qianze explained to her.

"I didn't expect your grandmother to design cheongsam, it's all very good-looking" Jiang Yao fiddled with the hanger and opened it one by one to look at it.

"My grandmother is from the Modu like you, but she moved here to live here when she was old, she loved to wear cheongsam when she was young, so she learned from a teacher, just as a hobby to play"

Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the new and improved cheongsam, with a green silk texture, a high slit design at the halterneck, and a small white shawl.

Zhou Qianze noticed that Jiang Yao looked at it for a few seconds, then took the cheongsam out of the shelf and handed it to her, saying, "Try it, Yaoyao, I haven't seen you look like you wearing a cheongsam."

Jiang Yao took it and took it to the fitting room, but when she changed it, she couldn't pull the zipper behind her, and pulled it in a weird posture with her hand, Zhou Qianze couldn't help but sneak into the fitting room and opened the curtain, saying, "I'll come" The clear fingers slowly crossed her back to help her pull it up.

Zhou Qianze looked at Jiang Yao in the mirror with a burning gaze, the unique slim design of the cheongsam outlined her with a hint of bewitching plumpness, but she was not so thin, but gentle and charming mixed with beauty.

"Yaoyao, promise me that I can't wear this cheongsam to other men, now you make me really want to come once", he was close to her ear, his voice was full of wild possessiveness, wandering.

Jiang Yao was glad that it was a special period, otherwise Zhou Qianze would definitely want her here, and in the small fitting room, the two of them were ambiguous.

"Okay, okay, you go out first, I'll change back" Jiang Yao muttered and pushed him away, her face red.

After a while, Jiang Yao came out, and Zhou Qianze ordered someone to pack and iron the cheongsam.

Jiang Yao tugged at the corner of his coat and asked him, "When are we going back to the magic capital?" I still have a job."