Chapter 30 Mrs. Ji's New Outfit
Xu Yueqing was thinking when Zhou Yuan pushed the door open and walked in again.
He was followed by a man pushing a mobile clothes rack full of clothes, ranging from ready-made clothes to formal wear.
Zhou Yuan rushed straight towards Xu Yueqing.
"Ms. Xu, these are the clothes that Mr. Ji prepared for you. Take a look and see if you're missing anything."
Xu Yueqing's gaze fell on the row of clothes, bags, and high heels.
Chanel suits, Hermès platinum bags, Jimmy Choo classics.
She had worked as a shopping guide in a luxury store for a few months, and she could recognize these brands at a glance.
Any one of them costs an astronomical figure.
All these things added together are enough to buy an apartment in a second-tier city.
Xu Yueqing's gaze shifted from those gorgeous clothes and fell back on Ji Bingqian's face.
Ji Bingqian asked her.
"dislike?"
"No." Xu Yueqing said truthfully: "I just think it's too expensive."
Ji Bingqian stared at her and approached to remind her. "You are already Mrs. Ji."
"You'll have to get used to this in the future."
Xu Yueqing was stunned for a moment, then his mind became clear again.
Yes, she took the money and signed the contract, and from that moment on, she was no longer just Xu Yueqing.
Her words, actions, and dress all represent Ji Bingqian's face.
The face of the Ji family in the Beijing circle.
Thinking of this, Xu Yueqing no longer refused and thanked Ji Bingqian.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji."
Ji Bingqian's expression didn't change, and he gave Zhou Yuan next to him a wink.
Zhou Yuan understood and signaled the person who delivered the clothes to go out first. Then he stood beside Ji Bingqian and helped the person out.
As soon as I reached the door, Ji Bingqian's voice came from a few steps away.
"These clothes are all made according to your usual style."
"If you don't like it, please contact Special Assistant Zhou to change it."
Xu Yueqing nodded.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji."
The door was closed gently.
Xu Yueqing walked over and gently brushed her fingertips across a Chanel tweed jacket.
The high-end texture is a reality that she couldn't even touch through the dust bag when she worked part-time in the past.
It smells like money.
A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Xu Yueqing, you have also become a canary raised by others with money.
That night, Xu Yueqing slept very uneasily.
The dream was filled with Jiang Chejin's angry face. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was pinching her neck tightly, asking her over and over again why she dared to do that.
When Xu Yueqing woke up from the feeling of suffocation for the last time, he sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
My throat is so dry it feels like it's on fire.
She pushed the door open carefully and wanted to go out to get a glass of water.
But when he looked up, his eyes met Ji Bingqian who was on the phone.
The man was wearing a dark silk robe and looked thin, but his aura could not be ignored.
He spoke into the other end of the phone in a low voice.
"Hurry and do it."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The ward returned to silence. When Ji Bingqian looked down, he noticed her pale face and the fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.
"Having a nightmare?"
Xu Yueqing nodded.
The next second, Ji Bingqian stretched out his hand.
With a "pop" sound.
The ceiling light in the ward was bright, and the light was so bright that Xu Yueqing squinted subconsciously.
Only now could I see clearly that there was a frighteningly thick stack of documents on Ji Bingqian's bedside table.
Xu Yueqing walked over, looked at his pale face, and couldn't help but remind him.
"Mr. Ji, the doctor said you need to rest more."
Ji Bingqian got out of bed.
His movements were not fast, but steady.
Xu Yueqing followed subconsciously.
"What does Mr. Ji need? I'll get it for you."
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