"Then congratulations on getting such a wonderful wife. However, you still need to sleep outside, or I can sleep outside." Xia Baozhu pointed to the door.

Upon hearing this, Leng Minghui was greatly shocked, and he couldn't help but suspect that Xia Baozhu really had someone else outside.

"You're going to sleep outside? Which random guy's house do you want to go to?"

"Don't try to smear me. I'm not like you, who can have affairs with such self-righteousness."

Xia Baozhu looked down on Leng Minghui for this, and would often falsely accuse her of having affairs.

It's ridiculous. He's the one who can't wait to find a woman, yet he's turning around and accusing her.

"Where are you going?"

"Guesthouse, motel, hotel, which one won't do?" With that, Xia Baozhu shook off Leng Minghui and started packing her things, looking like she was really going to move out.

"Fine, Xia Zhaodi, you're ruthless. I'll go sleep outside."

Leng Minghui could not possibly let a beauty like Xia Baozhu sleep with someone else; he dared not risk it.

After saying that, he slammed the door open and left.

Xia Baozhu sneered and slammed the door shut again.

Leng Minghui came back just to give her money; it felt so good to get so much money for free.

Hopefully, his younger brother, sister, and mother will step in and scold her more, or even hit her, because Leng Minghui will pay for their mistakes.

Xia Baozhu neither read books nor wrote articles today.

She altered her newly bought cotton-padded coat to her own size using an old-fashioned sewing machine, making it fitted at the waist, with narrow shoulders and narrow sleeves.

The dark red, thin triangular knit trim added to the left and right sides of the hem was from a piece of that scarf that she had cut up.

This makes the cotton-padded jacket a fitted style at the top and a slightly flared skirt at the bottom, highlighting the shoulders, chest, and waist.

Xia Baozhu's body was already thin, and although she had been eating a lot lately, she was gaining weight slowly. Wearing this dress actually made her look fuller.

The waist should remain slender and slim. Although it's a body-shaping style, a thinner waist isn't necessarily better. Even after the alterations, it's still a bit loose, leaving room for the viewer's imagination.

She changed the top few buttons into long, coiled buttons, which added some unique features.

The loose round neckline, after being modified, fit snugly against her neck, making it appear even longer and more graceful. At the same time, her jawline became more defined, drawing the eye upwards to her delicate and radiant face.

Weren't he and his mistress deliberately making her dress old-fashioned? She just wouldn't do as they wanted.

They were originally keeping to themselves, enjoying their own happiness without her interference or inquiry. But since they insisted on coming to cause her trouble, she decided to give them a little provocation in return.

Purple can look elegant and sophisticated when worn well, but it can also make you look old-fashioned if worn poorly.

Of course, she had to be the one who dressed well, otherwise her four years of fashion design studies would have been a waste.

As for the peony flowers embroidered on top, after the modification, they were moved to the side of the waist. The fact that they are not fully visible makes people want to explore them, which makes the waist more obvious.

As for long boots, she doesn't really like stiletto heels because they're easy to get stuck in the cracks between bricks when walking.

What she wore on her lower body also posed a challenge for her.

If she wanted to look stylish, she couldn't wear cotton-padded trousers. Although this cotton-padded coat was quite long, the wind would blow up from the bottom, freezing her knees.

It's really tough not having polyester thermal pants.

But the pursuit of beauty inevitably involves suffering.

Xia Baozhu gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, finally deciding to wear thermal underwear and wool pants underneath. Anyway, she was thin enough that wearing wool pants wouldn't make her look fat.

She altered her black wide-leg pants into skinny jeans to make it easier to wear boots.

I'm not wearing cotton-padded pants anymore; I'm wearing stilettos because they accentuate my femininity.

As dawn broke, Xia Baozhu got up, combed her hair into a beautiful and elegant bun, put on her battle robe that prioritized style over warmth, slipped on her boots, and took a few steps around the room.

Not bad, I've found that feeling of high spirits again.

As soon as she opened the door, a gust of cold wind swept in, instantly freezing her head and legs. Xia Baozhu immediately closed the door again.

Well, I'll just forget about this kind of manners.

Hearing the noise, Leng Minghui opened the door and saw that Xia Baozhu's room door was closed again.

"Zhaodi, are you up?" Leng Minghui knocked on the door. "It's cold today, I'll drive you to work."

He planned to continue using a policy of appeasement to influence Xia Baozhu.

Xia Baozhu had just taken out her scarf and mask when she heard that Leng Minghui had arrived uninvited and that he was going to drive her there.

Perfect timing! She wanted to dazzle him and show him how beautiful the clothes they had picked out for her were.

On second thought, Xia Baozhu stopped again. Didn't Leng Minghui want her to dress old-fashioned?

If she showed it now, Leng Minghui would definitely make a scene and force her to change her clothes.

"Wait a moment," Xia Baozhu replied, taking her down jacket and wrapping herself in it.

It's so warm. This time, even when Sun Xingyan called her a fat bear, she didn't object.

Wearing so many clothes makes walking difficult.

Put on a hat, a mask, and a scarf.

Xia Baozhu then opened the door.

This time, because my upper body was warm, the coldness in my legs wasn't as noticeable.

Her two thin legs and chubby upper body made one worry that she might lose her balance and easily fall.

Leng Minghui was quite satisfied with Xia Baozhu's appearance when she went out. It was fine as long as she looked good at home, but the uglier she looked outside, the better, so that he could feel at ease.

He was pleased with Xia Baozhu for this one thing: she covered herself up well when going out, which saved her a lot of trouble.

"Let's go, the car is in the cold rolling mill residential compound diagonally across from our alley." Leng Minghui was worried that his new car would be deliberately scratched, so he parked it in the compound where his friend lived.

After taking a couple of steps, Xia Baozhu felt even hotter. She pulled the zipper of her down jacket down a little, which made her feel a little better.

In an attempt to prove she looks good in anything, she stubbornly insisted on wearing wool pants, even though cotton pants are much warmer.

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