"Where else would you like to go?"
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm just a stubborn resident in your heart, and I can't get rid of it." Jiang Yiyu smiled and closed the book. "It's time to get up. Didn't you say you had a date with your designer friend this afternoon?"
Song Shengsheng stretched and hummed lazily twice. She lay on Jiang Yiyu's legs, turned over to face the ceiling, hummed, and was stunned. After a while, she asked, "Where is my brother?"
"I had something to do at the company and went out. I told him that you wouldn't accompany him to the dinner party this afternoon."
"What did he say?"
Jiang Yiyu pinched her face and said, "What else can I say? He said you're obsessed with beauty and value your love over your brother. He cursed and swore at us, and even compared us to King Zhou and Daji, saying that lust has blinded your mind."
"He knows quite a few random words like this. Jiang Daji, I still have two bags to pick up!"
"You still remember, I asked Xiao Chen to pick it up for you. Please tell the salesperson later."
"Okay, then I have to thank Xiao Chen very much."
"Thank you, but don't give her too expensive a gift. It will be a burden to her."
"I see." Song Shengsheng held his hand, straightened his fingers, and compared her palms with his: "Your hands are so big."
Jiang Yiyu chuckled: "Dear, it's no longer popular to make excuses for shaking hands like this."
"I'm not making excuses, I just want to demonstrate." Song Shengsheng covered the back of his hand with his other hand, held his hands with both hands, looked up at him and smiled.
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After lunch, Jiang Yiyu asked the driver to take them home first. After changing their clothes, at 3:30 in the afternoon, the two went to the studio of Song Shengsheng's jewelry designer friend Feng Han.
Jiang Yiyu was sitting in a wheelchair wearing a hat and a mask, and Song Shengsheng pushed him into the studio.
As soon as she entered, her friend Feng Han came over and enthusiastically took her arm, saying exaggeratedly: "Oh, my Miss Song, you are such a rare guest. I haven't seen you for half a year. You are so beautiful that you make me jealous."
Jiang Yiyu looked up, frowned, and looked at Feng Han. He coughed twice. Feng Han had actually noticed him a long time ago. He took the opportunity to ask Song Shengsheng hesitantly, "Who is this?"
Song Shengsheng patted Jiang Yiyu's shoulder and said to Feng Han, "This is my husband. We got our marriage certificate in March."
Feng Han was startled. He exaggeratedly covered his mouth and walked around to Jiang Yiyu's wheelchair, looking him up and down. "Oh my God, Shengsheng, you are so stupid to marry someone... lame. Oh my God, you are not forced into marriage by your family for profit!"
Song Shengsheng looked down at Jiang Yiyu helplessly and sighed: "Don't guess, he was injured some time ago."
Feng Han breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "You scared me to death."
Jiang Yiyu crossed his arms, adjusted his sitting position, and said calmly, "My dear, let me introduce you to this... very peculiar friend of yours."
"Oh, this is Feng Han, a well-known jewelry designer in China. The ring you took away last time was designed by him."
Feng Han took a few steps forward, bent down, and extended his hand to Jiang Yiyu. "Hello, my name is Feng Han, but I'm immune to colds. I'm Shengsheng's friend. Although I'm a man, we're sisters. Sir, I don't need sunscreen here. You can take off your hat, mask, and sunglasses."
Jiang Yiyu reached out and politely shook his fingertips, then took off his sunglasses.
Feng Han stared at him for a few seconds, frowned, and then took a closer look: "No, no, you look a little familiar."
Jiang Yiyu leaned back in disgust. Feng Han looked up at Song Shengsheng and said, "Baby, you didn't find your husband based on that guy, did you?"
Song Shengsheng pulled Jiang Yiyu's wheelchair back, bent down and asked Jiang Yiyu: "Do you want to take off your hat?"
Jiang Yiyu nodded.
Feng Han stood up straight, crossed his arms, touched his chin, and waited for Jiang Yiyu to reveal his true face with a scrutinizing look on his face.
But when Jiang Yiyu really showed his face, Feng Han was completely stunned.
He exaggeratedly covered his mouth, his eyes wide open, looking at Jiang Yiyu, then at Song Shengsheng, and repeated this two or three times before calming down and asking, "Is this the real Jiang Yingdi?"
Song Shengsheng nodded, and Feng Han took a breath. "Don't worry, our studio's culture is to keep our mouths shut. We won't say a word of what we saw today."
Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng looked at each other and smiled: "Shall we just stand at the door and talk?"
"Look at what I have done. I was so busy talking. Two distinguished guests, please come this way!" Feng Han turned around enthusiastically and took two quick steps, inviting them to go inside, all the way to the reception room at the end of the corridor on the left side of the first floor.
He pushed the door open and let them in first. Song Shengsheng glanced at the glass door of the adjacent reception room and asked, "Do you have any other guests here today?"
Feng Han followed her gaze, leaned close to her ear awkwardly, and whispered with his hand covering his mouth, "It's Madam Jiang and Madam Lin."
"Mrs. Jiang? Which Mrs. Jiang?"
"Who else in the whole capital is Madam Jiang?" Feng Han pointed at Jiang Yiyu, frowned, and shook his head. "If you had told me in advance that he was the one they were bringing, I would have asked them to schedule an appointment with the one next door until tomorrow."
"It's okay, let's talk about our own things."
"That's all we can do. I'll have someone send them away quickly."
Jiang Yiyu looked up at them and asked, "What are you talking about behind my back?"
Feng Han reacted quickly, his face full of smiles again: "What else can we talk about! I'm just saying it in a friendly way. It's a great honor for Mr. Jiang to come to my humble temple today. But I've also seen the world. When you come in here, the main thing is to look at your spending. Whoever spends the most is the real boss."
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