Chapter 154

Nan tingliao didn't answer this question directly. His eyes glanced at the heavy night, with a little ripples.

The color of a man's eyes is unfathomable, such as ink splashed glass. It's noble, but it seems a bit noble on a face.

"How did you prepare for the last time?"

Suddenly hearing him ask this question, Feng Jing was a little embarrassed. He quickly responded and said, "brother, of course I have already prepared what you asked me to prepare, but my sister-in-law smashed..."

Isn't the most important thing now to appease my sister-in-law first? But what does big brother mean now.

Is it not important for his sister-in-law to hit him! After all, South tingliao's love for Jiang Shiwei is absolutely impossible for him to marry another woman.

But what's going on now.

It's a pity that the two parties are more and more calm.

Even Jiang Shiwei is so calm.

But Feng Jing knew that it was definitely not as calm as it seemed.

An undercurrent is about to surge, and everyone doesn't know what will happen next.

The air was oppressed as if the wind had forced her to breathe. The whole room was silent. In this silence, Nan tingliao suddenly opened his mouth. Obviously, Nan didn't give Feng Jing time to breathe.

It seems that Jiang Shiwei is just an irrelevant outsider to him.

"Then everything will be as usual. Don't show any flaws. Nanluotian, if he finds any flaws, he will fall short." nantingliao's dark eyes like a deep pool, without a trace of emotion.

Revenge has been brewing in his heart for too long. It was absolutely impossible to just let it go.

But one Jiang Shiwei, Nan Luotian grabbed him and asked him to marry Jiang Shuyu.

Although he didn't object to the marriage, he didn't say he would object.

"But..."

"What can we do after the wedding?" Nan tingliao interrupted his question. It seemed that there was no possibility of concession.

At this time, the voice of Jiang Shuyu suddenly sounded at the door: "President Nan, is it convenient to come in?"

"Come in!" Nan tingliao said.

Jiang Shuyu quickly came in with coffee and respectfully put a cup in front of Feng Jing: "Mr. Feng, your coffee."

"I'm not in the mood to drink. Drink it yourself!" then I went out angrily.

Jiang Shuyu was dumb, looked at Nan tingliao and asked, "did I do something wrong and make Feng unhappy?"

Nan tingliao looked at the coffee in front of him. His black eyes were without waves and waves: "no, his great aunt arrived in advance. Don't pay attention to him."

"That's good. I thought I made Feng unhappy." Jiang Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembered something and asked, "by the way, brother Nan, the housekeeper of the Nan family came and said that he had arranged to try on clothes in the afternoon. Shall we go and have a look?"

Listening to this sentence, Nan tingliao scratched a trace of gloom in his eyes, and then said calmly, "I don't have time this afternoon. If you are free, go and have a look with him!"

"But..."

"If Grandpa asks, say it's me." Nan tingliao said and strode out of the conference room. Since Nan Luotian appointed Jiang Shuyu as his special assistant, he began to be tied up in many things. Even Feng Jing appeared because he is a partner with Nan now.

I don't know when this day of being controlled by others will be a head.

Jiang Shuyu watched the tall and handsome figure disappear outside the conference room. His eyes fell on the two cups of coffee that didn't move a bit, and gradually stained a layer.

In the afternoon, when Jiang Shiwei was just free, he received a phone call from Leshan, saying that he was going to see the dress with her. Seeing that the time to start up was coming, the crew did not consider preparing the dress for the actors for the time being because of financial problems, so everyone had to pay their own money.

Leshan is becoming more and more famous. Naturally, she doesn't need these, but seeing that Jiang Shiwei doesn't dress up all day, she thought of pulling her to see her dress.

When they arrived at the store, a waiter greeted them: "Miss Le, here you are. Who is this?"

Looking at the fresh face next to Leshan, the waiter naturally asked. After all, Jiang Shiwei's appearance determines her popularity.

Although a woman's body is just a tailored dress, the style is simple but elegant, especially Jiang Shiwei's short hair now shows a bit of ability.

"My friend, just call her Miss Jiang." Leshan introduced.

The waiter was clever. Today, a Miss Jiang also came to the store, but that Miss Jiang was naturally not as bright and beautiful as Jiang Shiwei. She opened her mouth with a full smile and said, "I don't know what style Miss Jiang likes?"

"I'll see for myself." Jiang Shiwei always has her own vision for choosing clothes. When she was the eldest miss of the Jiang family, her dress has always been popular, especially Jiang Shuyue, who liked to imitate Jiang Shiwei's dress for some time.

But the fake is as like as two peas, even if she wears the same style as the river.

When she first married Nan tingliao, she always felt that he had no money, so she seldom worked hard on her dress.

But no woman doesn't like dressing up, and the taste of clothes in this store is to her appetite.

His slender fingers gently skimmed a row of dresses and finally landed on a white dress. His eyes lit up, turned his head and said to the waiter: "Miss, please help me take this dress?"

"Wait a minute." the waiter answered when he heard this sentence.

Seeing that she was busy, Jiang Shiwei simply sat on the sofa waiting for the waiter to come.

At this time, a surprised voice came from behind: "Uncle Zhao, do you think this dress looks good? I think brother Nan must like it very much when I put it on."

As soon as Jiang Shiwei looked back, he saw Jiang Shuyu walking back and forth with a man.

And the man, she naturally met, was the housekeeper of the south family.

It turned out that his surname was Zhao.

But how could he buy clothes with Jiang Shuyu?

And they look very familiar!

Seeing that Jiang Shuyu could not help touching the gorgeous dress, Zhao Bo said, "Miss Yu has a good eye. If you see you wearing this dress, you must look very good, young master?"

"Do you think so?" Jiang Shuyu asked carefully, his eyes full of tenderness of his daughter's house.

Uncle Zhao nodded.

As soon as they spoke, they took the dress that Jiang Shiwei had just seen as their own.

Zhao Bo called the waiter: "somebody, please wrap this dress for us!"

When Jiang Shiwei heard this, he finally couldn't help saying, "sorry, I liked this dress first!"