After hanging up the phone, Yang Qiaoqiao looked out the window at the heavy snow falling.

Zhou Yang is right. If the clothes produced by the garment factory are only sold in their own stores, the audience will be limited.

It's not just about cost; it's also because Yunxian is located in the south, where the winter temperature drops to around zero degrees Celsius, and the cold season lasts only a limited time each year.

Even if you don't buy a down jacket, you can just tough it out.

Unlike the north, where temperatures can drop to minus 10 or 20 degrees Celsius and remain cold for three or four months, and even further north, where it can be cold for half a year.

At this temperature, it's even more important to keep warm.

For the next few days, Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao did not go out because of the snow.

At first, Yang Qiaoqiao would draw design drafts, look at the snow scene, and when she got tired of working and tired of looking at the snow scene, she would also admire her husband's handsome face.

After several times in a row, because she looked at men and their eyes met, the men would devour her like hungry wolves. Now she tries her best to avoid any eye contact with men.

Just then, the man finished drawing a layout of the shopping mall and looked at her.

She immediately turned her face away from the window, focusing her gaze inward. Her aching back told her that she absolutely could not make eye contact with any man, absolutely not!

She didn't make any eye contact with the man, but he still got up and walked towards her.

As her body was enveloped in the man's enormous shadow, Yang Qiaoqiao had only one thought in her mind: Oh no, this man is probably about to transform again.

Unexpectedly, the man squatted down the next moment.

The tall man, like a large dog that had done something wrong, rubbed his sculpted face against her knees.

Yang Qiaoqiao had made up her mind never to look back at the man.

Not only did the man's rubbing against her make her legs feel itchy, but it also made her heart feel itchy.

She couldn't help herself any longer and turned back to look at the aggrieved man.

She reached out and ruffled the man's slightly prickly buzz cut, saying helplessly, "Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"

As soon as she started, the man took advantage of the situation, resting his chin on her knees and looking at her pitifully with his deep, starry eyes. "Wife, did your husband do something wrong to make you angry?"

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

Cough cough!

Could she say that he "did" it so well that her old back was a little scared?

"Hehe, cough cough..."

Yang Qiaoqiao chuckled twice, then coughed awkwardly, "No, Brother Xiao, why would you think that?"

Huo Beixiao even sniffed deliberately, his deep voice filled with even more grievance, "But wife, you haven't been looking at me lately, do you not like me anymore?"

Or did you see a more handsome man in the north and then look down on me?

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

When she met the man's mournful eyes, her heart pounded wildly like a deer, making her completely soften.

She quickly shook her head, denying it, "No, no. Xiao-ge, you need to have confidence in yourself. You're the most beautiful, and I like you the most. How could I dislike you?"

Huo Beixiao's deep eyes lit up instantly, "My wife really doesn't mind me?"

"Of course." Yang Qiaoqiao nodded seriously.

"Then, my dear wife, let me give you a kiss." The man's deep voice carried a hint of coquetry.

Yang Qiaoqiao's heart was completely melted by the man's puppy-like appearance.

How could I possibly say no?

It wasn't until she was once again beneath the man, like a small boat adrift on a vast ocean, that she realized she had been deceived by him again.

She was a little angry and bit the man's strong shoulder hard.

Huo Beixiao winced in pain, gasped, and looked down to meet the fierce look in the little woman's eyes, but her brows and eyes were full of doting smiles.

His long, strong fingers lifted the woman's smooth chin and kissed her deeply...

*

On the other side, the atmosphere at the Jiang family home was heavy.

Jiang Guozhi, because of Peng Cuiying's matter, brought Qin Haiyang back from the construction site.

Peng Cuiying is a formidable figure; keeping her is troublesome, but keeping her would offend the He family. The situation has been dragging on for a long time, and Jiang Guozhi not only harbors resentment towards Jiang Yiran but also complains about Bai Yuzhu.

“I told you before that there were still problems with the Jiang family, so we shouldn’t bring her back for the time being. But you wouldn’t listen and insisted on making a scene, saying that you had already wronged the child once, and you couldn’t wrong the child a second time. Now look what happened…”

Jiang Guozhi, smoking a cigarette, frowned and complained to Bai Yuzhu.

Bai Yuzhu also felt wronged, "Didn't you also think that it wasn't right to leave your child outside all the time, and agreed to bring him back? How come it's all my fault now?"

Jiang Guozhi took a drag of his cigarette, remained silent for a moment, and then softened his tone as he said to Bai Yuzhu, "In our family, the only one with the closest relationship to Peng Cuiying is Ranran. If Ranran is willing to take responsibility, it's not impossible for her to get rid of Peng Cuiying, this burden... Have you talked to Ranran about it?"

The room of Jiang Yiran and Qin Haiyang.

As soon as Qin Haiyang entered the room, he asked angrily with a sullen face, "What's going on? Why did you bring Peng Cuiying to Beicheng? Don't you know that Mom and Dad are wary of you associating with the Jiang family? I finally managed to save face in front of Dad, and you're going to ruin it again?"

In the past, Jiang Yiran would have fawned over Qin Haiyang in this situation.

After all, she used to think that she had to rely on Qin Haiyang to become the wife of the richest man.

Now she realized that Qin Haiyang's ambition to become the richest man also depended on the Jiang family.

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