Chapter 7 Don't call me Mrs. President from today onwards

In an instant, Jiang Chi felt an inexplicable loss in his heart, "This was said three years ago, she should have been waiting for this day." ”

"Also, hasn't she always wanted to get out of her house? After marrying you, she has a new identity, you send her a studio, and she can finally start the business she loves. It can be considered that she has achieved her goal. ”

Shu Yunrou's words made Jiang Chi feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

Tang Wanxing married him, was it really just to get rid of the identity of an illegitimate daughter and fulfill his ideals?

Silent, Shu Yunrou spoke again: "Ah Chi, tonight...... Can you stay with me? ”

She raised her head suddenly, and the lips of the two were only a stone's throw away, but Jiang Chi inadvertently avoided them.

"Maybe not tonight, I have a foreign video conference later, and I have to go back to the company." As he spoke, Jiang Chi stood up.

The smile in Shu Yunrou's eyes instantly dissipated, and a lost expression appeared on her face.

"It's okay, your work matters." *

After Jiang Chi left, Tang Wanxing didn't feel sleepy, and she casually ordered a spicy takeaway after not eating for a day.

It's just that as soon as she opened the lunch box, she smelled the smell wafting from the soup, which made her stomach tumble again, and she picked up the trash can next to her and retched.

There was nothing in her stomach, and she retched, and her face turned even paler.

In the end, she had no choice, so she ate some bread and milk to cope with it.

She can not eat and go hungry, but not the baby in her belly.

The next day, Tang Wanxing had just finished practicing yoga and took a shower, when he saw a few missed calls on his mobile phone.

It was Jiang Chi's assistant, He Xuning who called.

It should be for the bridal studio.

Tang Wanxing went back, he was on his way here, Jiang Chi asked him to take him to see the location and environment of the studio.

She changed into a white dress and combed her waist-length hair when the idea of cutting it off suddenly occurred to her.

Before, she was also because of Jiang Chi's remark, Wanwan, I like the appearance of your long hair.

When Tang Wanxing followed He Xuning to the location of the studio, her brows suddenly furrowed.

It's not that the environment in this place is not good, but it's so good that Tang Wanxing is wondering if Jiang Chi did it on purpose.

Because the location of the wedding dress studio is less than a five-minute walk away from Jiang Chi's company.

"Xiao He, you still chose Jiang Chi for this place."

This was the first time that Tang Wanxing called Jiang Chi's name in front of He Xuning, and he was so frightened that he looked like a white-faced kid, and his face became a few degrees whiter.

"Yes...... It was chosen by Mr. Jiang, is the president's wife dissatisfied? ”

Tang Wanxing pursed her lips, "Don't call me Mrs. President from today on." ”

Saying that, Tang Wanxing looked around the environment of the store again, "This is the prime location of Haicheng, every inch of land is expensive, it's very good." ”

Jiang Chixuan's studio is a single-family small three-story building, which can be said to be unique in this section of the high-rise buildings that are full of office buildings and shopping malls.

In particular, its minimalist white exterior wall is eye-catching, and it is perfect for a wedding dress studio.

Tang Wanxing walked through the third floor, and his mind already had a preliminary idea of the space allocation of the entire studio.

The faΓ§ade on the first floor is used to display wedding dresses, and there is a large cabinet on the side of the road that Tang Wanxing particularly likes.

On the second floor, you can display high-end wedding dresses, which are reserved for those ladies and daughters.

On the third floor is the design room and the client reception room.

Opening her own studio has always been her dream, and just thinking about it makes her feel like her blood is boiling.

She even forgot for a moment that tomorrow was Monday.