Chapter 119 Wenxi, a little bad.
Wenxi was speechless at Shang Chen's question.
Shang Chen's expression was serious: "This year is not my birth year in the Chinese zodiac."
Wenxi couldn't explain that it was a free gift.
The free gifts are optional, but she ended up with four bright red ones.
She chose to take the initiative: "What do you mean by 'year of birth sign'?"
This time, it was Shang Chen's turn to be stumped by the question.
Shang Chen was silent for a moment, then said naturally, "It's my birthday tomorrow, and I mistakenly thought this was your birthday present for me."
Wen Xi raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise: "Your birthday is tomorrow?"
Shang Chen remained calm: "Yes, I forgot to tell you."
Wenxi: "You have a terrible memory. You forgot to mention something so important."
Before Shang Chen could speak, Wen Xi said to herself, "It's your birthday tomorrow, so I need to prepare a gift for you."
Shang Chen: "There's no rush, time is limited."
He subconsciously looked down at the box of underwear that Wenxi was holding.
Wenxi suddenly became interested and teased him, "Will this work?"
Shang Chen remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Did you choose this?"
Wenxi answered without hesitation: "No!"
How could this possibly be her taste?
"Then I don't want it." Shang Chen said with a straight face, "I want you to choose it yourself!"
Wenxi: "You're quite picky."
"Where am I supposed to pick out a gift for you in such a short time?"
"Besides, it's almost Chinese New Year, and all the shops will be closing down, so it'll be hard to buy gifts."
Shang Chen: "There's no rush now, we can make it up later."
Shang Chen still trusted Wen Xi's judgment.
Wenxi said calmly, "Then I'll take my time choosing."
Shang Chen: "...No need to go too slow."
He also looked forward to Wenxi's gift.
But if Wenxi takes a year or two to choose, Shang Chen can't very well shamelessly rush her.
Wenxi: "I understand."
After Shang Chen left, Wen Xi stuffed several free gifts into Shang Chen's wardrobe.
It would be such a waste to throw it away; perhaps Shang Chen would like it?
Anyway, Shang Chen wore it secretly, so she couldn't see it.
After dealing with her underwear, Wenxi began to look at the resume Shang Chen had given her.
At first glance, something seems off.
Looking again, Wenxi realized that all the answers had been highlighted in bold.
That's normal.
Shang Chen may not have written a resume before and may not be familiar with the format.
Wenxi's gaze fell on the date of birth, which was highlighted in bold.
This isn't a problem of not understanding the format.
Was Shang Chen reminding her that tomorrow was his birthday?
Wenxi calmly glanced at the resume, roughly memorized the information, and then went downstairs.
She stared at Shang Chen for a long time before finally asking, "You've never written a resume before?"
Shang Chen: "Indeed, no."
The resume he gave to Wenxi was the first resume he had ever written in his life.
To avoid making mistakes, he even asked Assistant Wu for a template.
Wenxi nodded seriously, "No wonder."
"Is there a problem?"
Wenxi: "The format is not quite standard."
Shang Chen frowned: "Where is it not up to standard? I'll revise it later."
Wenxi asked bluntly, a smile playing in her eyes: "Your birth date isn't written quite correctly."
Shang Chen: "...Why isn't it standard?"
"Bold it separately." Wen Xi: "I thought you were trying to remind me of something?"
Suppressing his embarrassment, Shang Chen said calmly, "Really? Maybe I didn't notice."
Having experienced so many embarrassing moments, Shang Chen can now deceive people without batting an eye.
"No wonder." Wen Xi rested her chin on her hand and said lazily, "You've been getting more and more careless lately."
"First, they forgot to remind me of my birthday, and now they're so forgetful when making a resume."
Shang Chen: "..."
Wenxi didn't mention his little thoughts in her words, but every word she said was like a dagger to his secret.
Wenxi is a bit naughty.
On the eve of the Lunar New Year, Wenxi and Shangchen went to the merchant's house early in the morning.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw a lot of tools for making dumplings laid out in the living room, and Mr. Shang was kneading dough on the side.
The mother was sipping milk tea and instructing her son and daughter on how to make dumplings.
Upon seeing Wenxi, everyone immediately greeted her.
Wenxi was taking off her coat when she saw Shang Zeba come up to take Shang Chen's coat and scarf from her, and she called out very obediently, "Brother, sister-in-law."
Wenxi chuckled and asked, "When did you get back? Didn't you say you were spending the New Year in Jiangnan?"
Shang Ze glanced at Shang Chen discreetly, his face still smiling: "Thanks to my brother for taking care of me, he granted me permission to go home for the New Year."
Shang Chen glanced at him indifferently, exuding an air of authority.
Wenxi tugged at Shang Chen and said to Shang Ze, "Now that you're home, have fun and don't worry about your brother."
Shang Ze almost teared up, "My sister-in-law is the best."
He needs to remember what his brother posted so he can inform his sister-in-law.
Shang Ze, acting like a lackey, was about to hang up Shang Chen's coat and scarf when he inadvertently saw two words woven into the scarf and almost burst out laughing.
Heavy?
Heavy!
Is his brother really that reserved and secretly passionate?
Shang Ze subconsciously looked around, wanting to share the news with his whole family.
Upon seeing his brother and sister-in-law, he immediately fell silent and quietly hung the scarf up.
As soon as Wenxi sat down, she saw Shang Ze dawdling as he sat down next to his mother.
The merchant's mother said disdainfully, "Your dumplings look so ugly, why don't you go practice?"
"Are you planning to let your sister handle all of this by herself?"
"Why have you become so lazy after just one trip to Jiangnan?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Shang Ze.
Shang Ze: "..."
His mother doesn't deserve to be the first to know about 'Chenchen'!
Just as Shang Ze stood up, a sudden idea struck him. "Brother, why don't you and sister-in-law make some too?"
"We need to wrap coins now, let's see who wraps the best!"
Shang Chen glanced at Shang Ze: "Your sister-in-law doesn't know how to make dumplings."
"That's easy, brother, why don't you pack your share for your wife?"
Shang Ze said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you don't know, my brother is really good at making dumplings!"
"He's the best in our family; his dishes look like works of art."
“The last two years when I went back to Jiangnan for the Spring Festival, my grandfather would put the dumplings made by my eldest brother on the table and show them off to everyone.”
Wen Xi smiled and leaned closer to Shang Chen: "Then everyone in Jiangnan knows that you make good dumplings?"
Just as Shang Shen was about to speak, he heard Wen Xi whisper, "I haven't eaten the dumplings you made yet."
She spoke very softly at the last sentence, so softly that only Shang Chen could hear it.
Shang Chen grasped her hand and said in a deep voice, "I'll wrap it for you next time."
Wenxi glanced at him. Shang Chen quietly held Wenxi's hand, sitting upright with a serious expression.
His tone was unusually low and gentle, as if he were coaxing someone.
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