My Little Sweet Wife

Jiang Ruolan looked at the time coldly. It was already past 12, could it be that he wanted to have a meal with her? That wonʼt do. Qin Gengxin already knows that sheʼs married now, and she made her relationship with Xian Zihao very clear. If Qin Gengxin still doesnʼt understand, then heʼs an idiot.

Jiang Ruolan wanted to directly refuse him, but she stopped when she saw Qin Gengxin pulled his shirtʼs collar. He obviously felt a little uncomfortable from the sweat on his body. ”Accompany me to buy a shirt.”

He picked up his coat and walked out of the meeting room.

Jiang Ruolan did not move.

Qin Gengxin took two steps and looked back at her. He frowned in annoyance, ”Didnʼt you feel guilty a few days ago? You look like you can be beaten up and scolded at will, but youʼve changed in the blink of an eye?”

”Thatʼs different!”

”How is it different?” With a cold expression, Qin Gengxin asked, ”Will you die if you accompany me to buy a shirt?”

”Just shirts?” Jiang Ruolan gave him a sidelong glance and gradually softened her attitude.

Qin Gengxin snorted coldly, turned around, and walked away.

Jiang Ruolan sighed inwardly. She felt that it would be better not to overdo it, so she placed the stack of documents on the conference table and left the room.

They went to the specialty store near Beidou Avenue. Most of them were high-end business menʼs clothing or casual shirts. Jiang Ruolan didnʼt usually go to these kinds of shops, she only looked around while waiting for Qin Gengxin to try on a few clothes.

She glanced at him a few times, but as he turned around to look at her, she looked away.

”Which one is the best?”

Jiang Ruolan tightened her face. ”The white ones, the black ones, the grey ones, they are all pretty good. If you like them, you can just buy them all. No need to ask me!”

ʼHurry up and send this guy back to the office. I wanna have lunch.ʼ

Qin Gengxin sighed and walked over to the counter with a grey shirt.

Jiang Ruolan, who was standing to the side, looked at the shirt in his hand and asked, ”After trying for a long time, you only bought one?”

”If there are too many, Iʼm afraid you wonʼt be able to afford it.” Qin Gengxinʼs tone was very casual.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment.

She? Couldnʼt afford it?

Five minutes later, Jiang Ruolan was crying without tears. She took the credit card from the counter staff with grief and resentment. Watching Qin Gengxin leisurely walk out of the store in his new shirt, she angrily stuffed the credit card back into her wallet.

6380 RMB for one shirt!

Jiang Ruolan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She immediately rushed out of the store. She pulled the door open and got into the car, then glared at Qin Gengxin while gritting her teeth. ”You didnʼt bring money nor cards with you when you went out, did you?”

Qin Gengxinʼs smile was like a flower, but it was a smile filled with innocence. He spread her hands and said, ”I left my wallet with my assistant.”

Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath and took out her phone. Just as she was about to write down an account on the notepad, Qin Gengxin glanced at her phone and said, ”Are you still keeping accounts? You got that 28 thousand back last time. Can you just forget about it this time? Considered as treating your friends.”

Jiang Ruolanʼs expression froze as she stared at him in shock.

However, the smile on Qin Gengxinʼs face had already disappeared, leaving behind only a layer of cold ridicule.