"Mr. Jiang, that's not what I mean..."

The man seemed not to hear her words and said indifferently: "I might as well tell you the truth that this dress on me was given to me by someone who is very important to me."

"A very important person...given to you?"

Xia Chuwei felt that she might be in trouble.

It’s okay to pay money and goods, but I’m afraid of paying for something that has special significance to others.

The man looked at the well-textured white shirts placed in the mall, and his voice was faint.

"For you, you may be able to buy anything with money, but for me, no matter how much money you have, there are things you can't buy."

After hearing this, Xia Chuwei felt a little guilty.

"Sorry, I really didn't expect this dress to be so important to you..."

Xia Chuwei looked at the man's shirt, thought for a while, and said, "Why not do this? Just give me your shirt temporarily, and I will help you fix the buttons..."

Afraid that he misunderstood something, Xia Chuwei added: "Since this dress is of great significance to you, even if you buy one that is exactly the same, it is not the first one...why would you rather ask me to repair the buttons for you and return them to you?"

The man looked at her with a little suspicion, "Can you fix it?"

Xia Chuwei nodded.

The man looked at her up and down, his voice low and lazy.

"Ms. Xia spent money like soil, and she was born into a wealthy family at first glance. She didn't look like she could do manual work. What's more..."

The man smiled faintly, and his handsome face seemed to have a little more evil.

"Miss Xia accidentally broke the button on my shirt, which was an unintentional act, and I can forgive me. But if you break my shirt again... I won't be as easy as I am now."

Xia Chuwei didn't mind the man's attitude and smiled and said, "I am a fashion designer. It's no problem to repair clothes. Mr. Jiang doesn't have to worry about this."

The man's pupils flashed, "Clothing designer?"

Xia Chuwei took out her business card from her bag and handed it to the man.

"This is my business card."

The man's clean and slender fingers took the name handed over by Xia Chuwei and glanced lightly.

"Xia Chuwei, Director of Chuxia Fashion Design Studio..."

The man looked away and looked at Xia Chuwei again.

"Since that's the case, I'll believe you once."

Xia Chuwei said: "Mr. Jiang, you can buy a casual piece in the mall that looks a little satisfied. Change the shirt on you, and I will repair it and then return it to you. What do you think?"

The man reluctantly agreed, "Okay."

This time, he did not make things difficult for Xia Chuwei anymore, but chose a fairly pleasant white shirt to put on.

Without waiting for the man to speak, Xia Chuwei consciously went to swipe her card to pay.

Seeing this, the man didn't say anything more.

After walking out of the clothing store, Xia Chuwei said to the man: "Mr. Jiang, I will repair this shirt as soon as possible."

The man nodded, "I only have time next weekend. When I send my clothes, call me in advance."

"What's your phone number?"

The man dialed the phone in Xia Chuwei's business card.

After leaving the contact information, the man left.

Xia Chuwei went home with the bag in her hand.

......

In the evening, Huo Yunting arrived home until almost eleven o'clock.

The man's expression was a little cold, and a sinister aura was filled with his body.

Huo Yunting has always been indifferent to his emotions, and Xia Chuwei rarely sees him like this.


Chapter completed!