Chapter 65
Mistakenly wearing the other person's clothes
After Xu Que's birthday, the recording of the variety show came to an end, and the short journey came to a close.
Jiang Fengyi threw herself into her work the day she returned home.
late at night,
The study light was still on.
Xu packed their suitcases, carefully locking the leaf lamp his wife had given him into the safe. When he came out, Jiang Fengyi was still sitting at her desk, staring at the computer screen.
She made a cup of milk and brought it inside.
"Why don't we deal with it tomorrow? You must be tired from rushing back from your flight today, why don't you take a shower and go to bed early?"
Jiang Fengyi's gaze didn't leave the screen: "Go take a shower first, and I'll come over when you're done."
"Then remember to drink your milk."
"knew."
After Xu finished washing up in the bathroom, she came out to find that the light in Jiang Fengyi's study was still on. She went in and saw that Jiang Fengyi had fallen asleep at her desk.
I drank half of the warm milk next to me.
Xu finished the remaining half-cold milk, easily picked up Jiang Fengyi, and walked towards the bedroom.
The next morning,
After a good night's sleep, Jiang Fengyi woke up feeling refreshed. She changed into clean pajamas, and her makeup was carefully removed.
She had just turned over when the person next to her spoke indistinctly.
"You woke up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
She fell asleep almost instantly after saying that.
Jiang Fengyi was no longer sleepy, but she did not get up and continued to lie in bed feeling the other person's body temperature.
The bed has a kind of magic; even if you don't want to sleep at first, you'll eventually drift off to sleep.
When she woke up again, the thick curtains could no longer block the sunlight from shining through, and the rising sun peeked in through the gaps in the curtains.
Jiang Fengyi sat up abruptly.
What time is it?
While brushing his teeth, Xu mumbled with toothpaste in his mouth, "It's 7:30."
"Oh no, we're going to be late!" Jiang Fengyi hurriedly stood up. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
The short trip of a few days temporarily shut down Jiang Fengyi's biological clock.
Xu spat out the foam from his mouth: "I want you to sleep a little longer. Don't worry, we won't be late."
"It's almost too late!" Jiang Fengyi rushed to the sink like a gust of wind. On the rinsing cup was an electric toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed out for her by Xu Que.
While brushing her teeth, she said to Xu Que, "Go to the dressing room and get me an outfit. I need to change later."
After changing my clothes, I didn't dare to waste a moment and hurriedly went out to the sound of Snowball's meows.
The two arrived at the company right on time.
In the elevator,
Xu breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily, I wasn't late. But you're the boss, so it's okay if you are late."
Jiang Fengyi: "Precisely because I am the boss, I must set an example. What the superiors do, the subordinates follow. If I want the company to have a good atmosphere, I must take the lead and set an example."
She twisted her neck uncomfortably, feeling as if the shirt she was wearing had tiny thorns sticking out of her neck, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?"
When Jiang Fengyi carefully examined the clothes, the small thorns had disappeared, and the unpleasant discomfort seemed to have vanished.
She suppressed her doubts and simply said, "It's nothing."
I got off the elevator.
Xu arrived at her workstation, and He Shuyi, who had just put down her bag next to her, asked her with bright eyes, "How was your romantic trip with President Jiang?"
Before Xu could answer, she asked again, "When will the show air? I'll definitely be watching on TV to boost the viewership."
"The broadcast time has not yet been determined."
The joy on He Shuyi's face was replaced by disappointment.
"Oh? I'm looking forward to seeing how you and President Jiang spend their time together soon."
Xu opened his computer: "After the program is recorded, it still needs to be edited by the post-production team, so it won't be that quick."
He Shuyi's gaze naturally fell on Jiang Fengyi's hands as she moved, and the exquisite embroidery on the pure white cuff immediately caught her eye.
She praised it generously: "This embroidery is so beautiful! Where did you buy it? Can you give me a link?"
"embroidery?"
Have any of the clothes she has bought had embroidery?
Xu, however, had his own plans. He usually kept the clothes his wife bought for him to wear when he went out, while he kept his own clothes to wear as work clothes.
He Shuyi continued, "With the added embroidery on the sleeves, your shirt looks like one of those bespoke shirts that need to be tailored to fit your body, like the ones on TV."
Is this the letter J?
Xu had no interest in listening to what He Shuyi said next.
She stared at the unique mark on Jiang Fengyi's clothes on the cuff, feeling every inch of her skin burning.
You're wearing the wrong clothes.
The shirt she's wearing is Jiang Fengyi's.
Xu remembered very clearly that she had personally taken it from the other party's walk-in closet that morning.
Could Jiang Fengyi be wearing her shirt?
Xu suddenly stood up, startling He Shuyi, who was still waiting for her to send the link.
"The shirt wasn't bought online; there's no link."
After hastily leaving these words, Xu hurriedly pushed open the door to Jiang Fengyi's office.
He Shuyi wanted to ask for the shop's name, but seeing Xu's unusual behavior, a certain possibility came to mind.
"So that's how it is!"
She couldn't help but smile like an aunt.
"J, Jiang".
"Understood!"
In the office,
Jiang Fengyi, behind the computer screen, turned her head to look at Xu Que: "What's wrong?"
"Clothes! We..."
"Knock knock knock—"
There was a knock on the office door.
Jiang Fengyi glanced at Xu Que and, seeing that she didn't intend to continue, spoke to the person outside the door.
"Enter."
It was Wu Qi who came in.
She walked to Jiang Fengyi's desk with a stack of documents in her arms.
"President Jiang, these are the documents you signed while you were away. Please take a look."
"This is the company's report for next quarter..."
The two clearly had a long discussion ahead of them, but Xu had no choice but to leave first, suppressing his desire to change back into his clothes.
She went in after Wu Qi came out.
This wait lasted for several hours.
Around noon,
Wu Qicai finished his report and even held a brief online meeting in President Jiang's office before leaving.
As she passed by Xu Que's workstation, Wu Qi, who was looking straight ahead, suddenly said something to her.
"The shirt looks great."
Because of that sentence, all her colleagues in the office looked at her.
Xu Que's face instantly turned as red as a monkey's bottom.
"Now that Sister Wu says so, it does look nice, but the style looks a bit familiar."
"It feels like her style of dressing is very similar to President Jiang's."
Xu Que blushed deeply down her neck, and before anyone could react, she quickly slipped into Jiang Fengyi's office and closed the door.
Jiang Fengyi looked up and saw that the person who came in was Xu Que. She took the initiative to ask, "What did you want to say to me this morning?"
"Um...we're wearing the wrong clothes."
Jiang Fengyi paused in her work of flipping through the documents, glanced down at her clothes, and then suddenly looked at Xu Que.
The other person was indeed wearing his shirt.
A blush gradually crept up to the roots of her ears.
Xu continued, "It seems that Sister Wu already knows."
Jiang Fengyi's face was burning hot.
"Then, should we switch it back now?"
Xu blushed and walked towards the rest room with her head down.
"Let's switch it back first."
...
The clothes still carried the other person's warmth, but Xu suppressed her feelings and looked down at the floor: "If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."
Jiang Fengyi pretended to be busy, constantly flipping through the collection of articles on the table, but in reality, she didn't read a single word.
The air between them became sticky and scorching, as if a tiny spark could ignite it.
Xu retreated before the fire spread.
In an empty house,
The pure white kitten pouncing boredly on the colorful plush mouse, practicing its hunting skills.
The little brain couldn't understand why its two playmates didn't wake it up today, or stay home to play with it.
Meow~ Meow~
The kitten's soft meows echoed in the empty living room, but no one responded.
"Clatter—"
The door lock was turned open.
The kitten, which was scratching at the ball with its paws, was watching the doorway warily.
The aunt who cooks for Jiang Fengyi has an extra job: she also has to make goat milk for the kitten.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw Xue Tuan squatting in the middle of the living room.
"Wow, this kitten is so white!"
"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat right away, just wait!" The aunt quickly picked up Xue Tuan's special cat bowl and opened a packet of goat milk powder.
When Xue Tuan saw strangers, she timidly hid behind the coffee table. When she saw the aunt taking away her bowl, she forgot her fear and started meowing anxiously.
The aunt misinterpreted its meaning: "Luckily I came early. Look how hungry the child is. Don't worry, Xue Tuan, it will be ready soon."
As soon as the goat milk powder was dissolved, a rich milky aroma filled the air. Xue Tuan had completely forgotten her fear of strangers and was circling around the aunt's legs, begging for food.
"Meow!"
Once the food had cooled to a suitable temperature, the auntie would place the cat bowl in a designated spot for Snowball to eat.
While licking the breast, it made a comfortable "gurgling" sound.
The aunt stood by and watched with satisfaction; the child could really eat.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
The doorbell rang urgently.
The aunt wondered, "Who would come at this hour?" She walked to the door and could clearly see the face of the person outside through the video doorbell.
She rushed to the door.
What brings you here?
Standing outside the door was Jiang Xuan, who had just come out of the sanatorium. Ever since she took the initiative to request to stay in the sanatorium, no one had been guarding her to prevent her from leaving; she was free to come and go as she pleased.
There was a reason why I came to see Xu this time.
The aunt had worked at Jiang Fengyi's house for so long, but she had only seen Jiang Xuan a few times. She only knew that Jiang Xuan was the employer's mother, and she knew nothing about the relationship between the mother and daughter.
She warmly greeted Jiang Xuan, "Please come in and sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea."
Jiang Xuan stood at the door without moving, showing no intention of going in: "No need to trouble yourself, is Jiang...Jiang Fengyi home?"
"President Jiang is still at the company."
Jiang Xuan glanced down at his watch: "But it's already lunchtime, isn't she coming back for lunch?"
The aunt was puzzled; how could this person understand her daughter even less than she, an outsider?
"General Manager Jiang eats lunch at the company or outside on weekdays and doesn't come back."
"Oh...oh, I see." Jiang Xuan smiled awkwardly and took out a red invitation from her bag. "When she comes back, tell her that this is an engagement invitation from the Zhao family, and she can decide for herself whether to go or not."
After saying that, Jiang Xuan turned and left.
The red and gold-embossed engagement invitation was neatly placed in a prominent spot in the entryway by the aunt, so that Jiang Fengyi could see it as soon as she opened the door.
evening,
Who's getting married?
Jiang Fengyi opened the invitation and saw the name on it.
She asked in surprise, "Zhao Rufei is getting engaged?"
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