The two chose a shopping mall with a good price-performance ratio and began to wander around aimlessly. When Feng Jianian realized that they were only browsing men's clothing stores, he suddenly realized something.
"Ah Qi, are you going to buy me clothes?"
"Jianian, try these on." She picked out two trench coats, one gray and one black, and handed them to him.
He only had a few clothes in his wardrobe, and few of them were spring clothes. With spring just around the corner, she couldn't very well let him go to work shirtless.
"Ah Qi, what about you?" he asked.
"I don't need it." She smiled faintly, gesturing. Her salary wasn't high; after giving it to Grandpa Liu and buying medicine for Jia Nian, she didn't have much left, not even enough to buy herself a new phone.
Feng Jianian stood there, staring intently at her.
Although she had many clothes, she only liked to wear a few. Besides, as the eldest daughter of the Xiang family, she deserved to buy herself better clothes.
But she always thought of him first, never considering herself at all.
This made him both angry and touched.
"Go try on the clothes." Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, she urged him and led him towards the dressing mirror.
"Oh, you actually have the mood to go shopping." Xiang Yiling was shopping with her two sisters when she suddenly saw Xiang Jin at the entrance of a store. At first glance, she mistook her for Xiang Qi.
If she hadn't known that Xiangqi was abroad, she would almost have believed it.
Xiang Jin, after deliberately disguising herself, looked remarkably like Xiang Qi.
"Xiang...Xiang Qi, I'm talking to you." Xiang Yiling glanced at the man beside her, remembering Li Shuhui's warning, and she didn't let anything slip.
Xiang Jin didn't intend to pay attention to her; she was just staring intently at Feng Jianian's coat.
"It's too big." She gestured and asked the salesperson to give her a smaller size.
"Does black look better or gray?" Feng Jianian asked her.
“Black.” His face was rather dark, and gray clothes always seemed a bit lacking; black clothes looked more sophisticated, giving him a feeling of being reborn.
"Then buy the black one."
"good!"
Xiang Yiling, left standing to the side, felt humiliated. As a young lady of the Xiang family, how could she have to put up with this adopted daughter's temper? What kind of situation was this?
She glanced sideways at Feng Jianian: "You're her husband, right? Your name is Feng Jianian?"
Feng Jianian ignored her.
Xiang Yiling continued, "You actually wear such a cheap trench coat out? It seems like you really do have a perfect match for this pot!"
"I'm going to pay. Take this sweater with you; it looks good on you," Xiang Jin thought. His sweaters at home were all worn out, and it was still a bit chilly on and off; a sweater would be useful.
"Okay, I'll listen to Aqi." He looked into her eyes with a strange sense of doting affection.
Xiang Yiling's face was extremely ugly.
With her friends present, she was left hanging like this, which was incredibly humiliating. These two were clearly trying to insult her, and she couldn't possibly tolerate it.
"Feng Jianian, if you divorce her, you can choose any of the designer brands in this mall."
"Or, what about something else that's even better?"
Xiang Yiling suddenly said smugly.
I heard that Feng Jianian not only died young, but was also dirt poor. He probably never saw any money in his life. The conditions I offered were a real temptation for him.
She refused to believe that this man could resist the temptation and not fall for it.
Xiang Jin glanced at Xiang Yiling and genuinely thought that this person was out of his mind.
If Feng Jianian really divorces her, Li Shuhui will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate against her, and even abuse Jiang Anqing. But at the same time, she will also take her anger out on Xiang Yiling. Doesn't Xiang Yiling understand this?
Or perhaps she simply wanted to humiliate her and make her unable to hold her head up in front of Feng Jianian.
After paying the bill, Xiang Jin didn't want to waste any more time with her, so she pulled Feng Jianian and walked outside.
"How about I give you 100,000 yuan if you divorce her?" Xiang Yiling behind him changed the terms of the deal.
“Or, I could give you this whole store. The revenue here in a month is equivalent to what you earn in several years.” Xiang Yiling pointed to a brand store across the street. This was one of her stores, and its revenue was indeed good.
However, it's worth it to humiliate Xiang Jin in this way.
Feng Jianian stamped his foot.
He turned to look at Xiang Yiling.
"I'm not interested in your shop. You can decide for yourself." Feng Jianian's tone was indifferent, showing that he didn't care at all.
Xiang Yiling immediately felt humiliated and lost face: "Do you think you're so great? A poor, short-lived wretch, my Xiang family looks down on you! If it weren't for the fact that the Xiang family has something on you, we would have let you..."
"Oh? What do you want me to do?"
Feng Jianian gave Xiang Yiling a cold glance. Although it was just an ordinary glance, it made Xiang Yiling tremble all over, as if she was being oppressed and about to suffocate.
Xiang Yiling quickly lowered his head.
Why is this happening? Judging from his clothes, he's just an average-looking working man. How could I be so intimidated by his gaze?
"Besides, what would I do with a store that's about to be scrapped?" the man chuckled softly, his gaze cold.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of people rushed in through the door and began smashing things at the brand store.
Xiang Yiling was terrified and rushed in to stop them, but the group pushed her aside, smashed the shop cleanly, and then left in a hurry.
Looking at the messy store, a disheveled Xiang Yiling groped her way to her feet, extremely embarrassed. Xiang Jin and Feng Jianian stood not far away, quietly watching this farce unfold.
"Let's go." Xiang Jin pulled Feng Jianian along and continued shopping.
On the way home, Xiang Jin asked Feng Jianian, "Jianian, how did you know that store was going to be vandalized?"
He seemed to know everything that had happened in that instant, which greatly surprised Xiang Jin.
"That group of people has been lurking at the door for ages; they're probably enemies," Feng Jianian said. Luckily, she didn't notice Feng Rong's insignia on their clothes.
Xiang Jin suddenly realized, and she looked at him with admiration, her expression full of worship: "Jianian, you have a really good eye for observation."
The man raised an eyebrow: "Then shouldn't we reward you with something?"
Xiang Jin was stunned. A reward? A reward for what?
Before her brain could process the information from before, a cool hand reached out and gently protected the back of her head, pushing her into his arms.
Then, a kiss as light as a feather landed on her lips.
“I want this kind of reward, Aqi.” His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he were speaking sweet nothings.
Xiang Jin blushed immediately.
A warm, soft touch brushed against her skin. Smelling his scent, her mind suddenly went blank, and her heartbeat inexplicably lost its rhythm.
"Do you understand?" Looking at her blushing face, his heart seemed to be stirred, and his voice became even deeper.
Xiang Jin blushed to the roots of her neck: "I...I understand."
Satisfied with the answer, he finally let go of her, turned around, and went into the house.
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