Those people think that Ye Lanxue is very important to Huo Yunting. As long as he kidnapped Ye Lanxue, he can use her to threaten Huo Yunting.

Perhaps because of his concern, Huo Yunting did not notice Xia Chuwei's strangeness.

He said lightly: "Lan Xue is seriously injured. Last night, unknown people were found to be in and out of the hospital. I'm afraid those people have not given up yet..."

He paused and looked at Xia Chuwei.

“I may be very busy in recent times.”

Xia Chuwei was quiet for a few seconds and nodded gently.

"Yeah, I understand."

Huo Yunting walked to Xia Chuwei, looked at her for a while, and said, "Lan Xue was injured because of me, so I can't ignore her."

Looking at the man's handsome and deep face, Xia Chuwei smiled.

"I know."

Huo Yunting still looked at her, her black eyes as deep as the Youjing reflected her figure.

"I have no other thoughts about her."

Huo Yunting has always been a person who doesn’t like to explain and doesn’t bother to explain anything.

Now, he would explain it to her, as a kind of thing that cares about her.

Xia Chuwei's heart was a little sad and soft.

She said, "Well, I won't get it wrong."

Huo Yunting's eyes always fell on her, as if he wanted to look into her heart and see clearly what she really thought.

Xia Chuwei did not avoid his gaze, but showed a faint helpless smile.

"Okay, you've been busy all night and haven't had a good meal. You go upstairs to change your clothes and then come down to have breakfast."

The woman's expression was gentle and her voice was soft, and she did not show any unhappiness. She still cared about her body conscientiously.

Huo Yunting suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

A low and clear voice like mellow wine rang in her ears.

"Don't think about it."

Xia Chuwei leaned quietly in the man's arms and gently replied with a word.

"good."

After breakfast, Huo Yunting went to work.

Not long after, Xia Chuwei also went to the studio.

She took out the shirt of the man she met yesterday, carefully observed the thread of the button, found the thread of the same model, and began to carefully sew it.

Luo Xi, who had just returned from the client, saw Xia Chuwei who was busy in the workplace, walked in curiously.

"Sister Chuwei, are you... sewing a shirt?"

As a fashion designer, Xia Chuwei and Luo Xi are only responsible for designing. The production of clothing is handed over to familiar partners. Xia Chuwei has long stopped sewing clothes by herself.

"No, I'll have one button off this shirt, I'll stitch it up."

It is not very difficult for Xia Chuwei to mend the buttons, and it can be done in a few minutes.

But thinking about this shirt as if it were very important to Mr. Jiang, Xia Chuwei was very careful with every needle.

Looking at Xia Chuwei's serious and focused expression, Luo Xi smiled and said, "I heard that rich people change their clothes every day and don't bring any more. Not to mention that they are broken, they won't wear them again even if they are dirty... I didn't expect that Mr. Huo is still thrifty!"

After sewing the buttons, Xia Chuwei looked up and said, "It's not his."

Luo Xi was stunned, "Ah? Isn't it Mr. Huo?"

"Yes." Xia Chuwei told me what happened yesterday.

Luo Xi was stunned when he heard this and said subconsciously: "Can you be a fool?"

Xia Chuwei shook her head, "It doesn't look like it."

She looked at the shirt in her hand, "This shirt has a fine and sophisticated texture, and it is obvious that it is not something that ordinary people can afford."

Luo Xi is also a person who knows the goods and can also see the value of this shirt.

"What if he spends all his money and uses this shirt to fish? Besides..." Luo Xi said the key to the problem, "Since it is a high-end clothing, the quality will not be so bad. If the buttons are knocked off after a bump? If the clothes are not fake goods, then the person may be fake."

Xia Chuwei's eyes flashed slightly, and the noble aura of a man appeared in her mind.


Chapter completed!