"The key is that she is still influencing you now. She even mentioned the brand and size of Jiang Xingyun's shirt. Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for you? A few days ago, I told some other friends that you married Jiang Xingyun, and they all talked about the past between Jiang Xingyun and this Shang Ai. Anyway, this Shang Ai followed Jiang Xingyun almost all day long at that time, for no apparent reason. Why would Jiang Xingyun keep such a person by his side as a secretary? Isn't it strange? You have to keep a close eye on your husband." Chen Lu said.
Miao Jin just remained silent.
When we arrived at the store that Chen Lu mentioned, it was located in a fairly ordinary alley and there weren't many people around.
Because there are not many of them, there are also few customers.
However, after Miao Jin entered, he found that they received quite a few orders and many celebrities wore them.
Although they are not the top traffic stars, they are all middle-aged acting schools with particularly strong abilities.
Miao Jin was just wondering why he had never heard of this brand.
The owner of the shop is a designer. He looks very indifferent and not high-profile.
After listening to Miao Jin talk about Jiang Xingyun's height and length, he said: Between 185 and 190, 187 is fine, dark gray color, order two pieces, and black two pieces.
Miao Jin felt that this designer was quite skilled. He seemed to be Filipino and was about 30 years old.
Miao Jin had seen the materials of the shirts hanging in his shop. They were all very good, made of Indian cotton and wool. Since the cost was relatively low, the selling price was not as high as imagined, but - one had to wait.
It may take a month to get four shirts, which is almost the time for the Chinese New Year.
Moreover, the designer said that his unique feature is that he will embroider the name of the shirt owner on the collar of the shirt.
Miao Jin said that she was booking it for Jiang Xingyun.
After ordering the shirt, Miao Jin felt uncomfortable for some unknown reason.
This afternoon, Miao Jin had lunch outside and didn't cook after returning home.
When Jiang Xingyun returned home, he immediately felt a chill. The lights were not on and the stove was empty.
Unlike before, there was a warm light waiting for him.
Jiang Xingyun turned on the light, but didn't see Miao Jin downstairs, so he went upstairs. The light was on in the bedroom, and Miao Jin was packing his clothes.
The last time she ironed clothes for Jiang Xingyun, she didn't notice anything. She just felt that the brands were very mixed, with all kinds of brands.
Now Miao Jin noticed that there were more brands like Battistoni and AnnaMatuozzo. In addition, the most were custom-made shirts. Since Miao Jin had never heard of this brand before, he didn't pay much attention to it.
I remember Shang Ai talking about these things, and he looked like he knew them all by heart.
She decided it all—
Jiang Xingyun came in.
"Did you buy me a shirt today?" he asked.
"I bought it. It's custom-made. It will take a month to get it. Also, Chen Lu and I had dinner outside this afternoon. If you're not hungry tonight, you can eat by yourself. You can also go out to eat." Miao Jin put away all his shirts.
"Customized? Which store did you get it from?" Jiang Xingyun asked.
"Chen Lu took me to a shop owned by a Filipino designer. It's hard to find, but the products are really good." Miao Jin's face was as cold as ice.
Normally, she rarely loses her temper.
"Then I'll go eat first." Jiang Xingyun said and went out to eat.
At Miao Jin's home, she cried because of his departure.
She couldn't explain why she was crying. Anyway, when she was thinking about arguing with him, he left as if nothing had happened, which made Miao Jin feel embarrassed.
She had never suffered such embarrassment since she was a child.
Who dares to embarrass her?
When Jiang Xingyun came back, Miao Jin had already gone to bed.
He turned on the light, and Miao Jin put his hand on his forehead and said, "Don't turn on the light."
Jiang Xingyun turned off the lights again and turned on his own bedside lamp.
Miao Jin leaned sideways.
Jiang Xingyun pushed her shoulders and just turned her over and was about to kiss her.
Miao Jin refused to give in, but he wasn't being petty. He was really angry.
"What? This is the first time I see you in this kind of temper." Jiang Xingyun said as he took off his bath towel.
"I've always had a temper. Did you realize it on the first day?" Miao Jin got angry, the kind of anger that a gentle person gets angry about. It was quite scary.
"Indeed." Jiang Xingyun smiled and turned off his bedside lamp.
"You asked Shang Ai to deliver the card to me today. What were you thinking? Do you think I don't know?" Miao Jin growled, truly furious. "Your little tricks might get you a response if you try to coax Shang Ai, but don't even think about getting my feelings. You want me to be jealous, but to be honest, I'm not jealous! Not only am I not jealous, I even had afternoon tea out this afternoon. I'm in a very good mood. She asked me to book a restaurant, but I'm not going."
"Very good!" Jiang Xingyun said, his voice becoming icy. "As expected of the Miao family's Third Miss, you're incredibly smart. Have you figured out what I'm thinking?"
"I don't know what other people are thinking, but I hate it when others dig a trap for me to jump into. You ask me to jump, but I won't. I hate you, and, in my heart--" Miao Jin was about to say "She has someone in her heart" to piss Jiang Xingyun off, but then she thought, it was all in the past after all, and she had already decided to live a good life with Jiang Xingyun.
She knew that it was extremely unwise to say that she had someone in her heart, and she didn't consider it.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingyun was already on top of her. "What's wrong with you?"
Miao Jin seemed to hear a cold tone in Jiang Xingyun's voice.
Jiang Xingyun is not as gentle as he usually looks.
At that moment, Miao Jin seemed not to recognize her husband anymore.
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