The driver immediately shut his mouth, but the back seat remained unusually silent.
The driver then carefully spoke up: "Miss, sir, I just think you two are doing great. Really, it's the bickering between husband and wife that makes life interesting."
"When Miss first came back, apart from smiling at the young lady and young master, she was never as energetic as she is today."
"It's great, my wife also loves to playfully tease me like this."
"Harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things."
Luo Qingyuan and Duan Ye exchanged a glance, and she noticed that someone was looking at her with a half-smile.
Luo Qingyuan turned her head: "Uncle, you're talking too much."
The driver coughed lightly and then shut his mouth again.
Instead, Duan Ye chuckled softly.
Luo Qingyuan turned her head away and looked out the window, ignoring him completely.
Duan Ye reached out and grabbed her hand, but Luo Qingyuan didn't turn around and tried desperately to pull away.
Duan Ye forcibly pried their fingers apart, and their ten fingers intertwined.
Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating their clasped hands.
Duan Ye smiled silently. Although Luo Qingyuan did not turn her head, Duan Ye still saw the corners of her lips slightly raised.
Duan Ye immediately felt much more relaxed and at ease.
soon.
They arrived at the shopping mall.
Luo Qingyuan: "I've already spoken to the people inside, you can go in and try..."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingyuan saw Duan Ye walking towards her: "Why aren't you getting out of the car?"
Luo Qingyuan sighed helplessly, "Look at me like this? I'll wait for you right here... ah..."
She suddenly screamed because Duan Ye picked her up, and the driver immediately pushed the wheelchair over.
"Duan Ye! You scared me to death!"
Duan Ye calmly placed the person in the wheelchair and pushed them into the mall: "It's not like I can't carry you. Why wait in the car? Besides, I have bad taste. I didn't pick anything nice."
Luo Qingyuan: "..." Why does she feel that Duan Ye is even better at manipulating her now than he was five years ago?
Well, she can't get any real control over things now.
So, Duan Ye pushed Luo Qingyuan into the custom suit shop.
As soon as he entered, the sales manager greeted him: "Mr. Luo, hello, and this is..."
Duan Ye ignored Luo Qingyuan, pushed her there, and went to look around.
Luo Qingyuan sighed and said, "He is Duan Ye. Why don't you go and see what he likes?"
The sales manager was taken aback for a moment: "Oh, it's your husband. We'll go right away."
The sales manager rushed over immediately, and Luo Qingyuan didn't even have a chance to refute him.
Soon, Duan Ye picked out two outfits and brought them over: "Look, which one looks better?"
Luo Qingyuan stared at the two pure black outfits in his hands, completely unable to discern any difference, and...
"They're all ugly."
The saleswomen around him looked nervous, while Duan Ye looked around and said, "What should I do? I only like these two sets."
Luo Qingyuan was completely defeated by Duan Ye. She beckoned to the sales manager and said, "Go and bring over your best suits. Not just suits, but also your everyday clothes."
"Okay, Mr. Luo."
And so, the young ladies got busy, bringing out all their best clothes, even carefully selecting the ties they dared not bring out.
In an instant, the situation reversed. Duan Ye sat on the sofa eating fruit, while Luo Qingyuan was choosing outfit after outfit for him.
When the saleswomen stood in front of Duan Ye with a huge pile of clothes, he was dumbfounded again.
"so much?"
Luo Qingyuan nodded: "Show me the sets one by one."
Duan Ye immediately had second thoughts. He glanced at the time and saw that it was already past midnight.
"Why don't we eat first and then come? We're all starving."
"I've already sent someone to buy some food. Just give it a try, and leave when the kids get out of school."
Duan Ye: "..." He thought of all the clothes he had to try on when he got married back then, it was a nightmare.
But seeing Luo Qingyuan's enthusiastic expression, he didn't want to spoil her fun.
Okay, it's good to be able to stay a little longer.
Duan Ye had no choice but to resign himself to trying on the clothes.
The saleswomen chuckled to themselves and whispered among themselves.
"President Luo and Mr. Duan don't seem to be divorced."
"It's just a rumor that they got divorced, but no one has actually seen the divorce certificate. We should listen to what people say online."
"Yes, I'm so envious! Even with her injured foot, CEO Luo still accompanied Mr. Duan shopping for clothes..."
"We women want such a wonderful older sister too..."
"That's wishful thinking. Maybe in the next life."
Everyone smiled quietly, while Luo Qingyuan sat in her wheelchair with a cup of coffee on the table in front of her and a laptop on her lap, enjoying this moment of tranquility.
——
Nanxing returned to another house, and to her surprise, she saw Qi Yue there.
Nanxing frowned and walked over: "Why are you here?"
Qi Yue, who was squatting at the door, immediately stood up: "I saw the news today, and you didn't answer my call. I was worried about you, so I came over."
Nanxing's furrowed brows finally relaxed, and she took out her key to open the door: "Come in."
Is your injury any better?
Nanxing noticed that Qi Yue's head was still wrapped with medicine.
Qi Yue touched her head: "Yeah, much better."
And so, Qi Yue followed Nan Xing into the room.
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