he is intoxicated

10 minute later.

The husband called again and said with a smile, "Sorry, I was in a meeting just now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

The low magnetic has a slightly rustling smoke voice, with a bit of bubble sound, like the spring breeze in March blowing through the willows, which makes people feel comfortable.

The haze that was suppressed in Nanhua's heart disappeared immediately.

Just say it.

How could such a mature and stable person like Mr. Hang up the phone for no reason, let alone show his temper and make him petty.

Nan Hua repeated what she said before: "Wu Mei's hot search, thank you sir."

The husband laughed heartily and said, "I don't know her, you thanked the wrong person."

Nanhua paused, it wasn't Mr., nor Lin Mobai.

Could it be Huo Beiyao?

She recalled what he had just said, and he said, "I refuse to answer such an idiotic question."

The implication: it is him, and there is no one else but him?

The corners of Nanhua's lips curled up in a slight mockery.

What an awkward person, if you want to say something nice, you have to say it around the corner.

Knowing that her husband was busy, she exchanged a few words with him, and Nan Hua hung up the phone.

Continue drawing on the computer.

I took three days off, and I had a lot of work to do, so I had to work overtime.

After a while, someone knocked on the door.

Nan Hua stared at the computer without raising her head, and replied, "Please come in."

The door is pushed open.

The sound of fine footsteps sounded, and the sweet scent of perfume wafted into the nostrils.

Nan Hua raised her head.

Seeing Lin Yanyan wearing a long white gauze dress, she walked in lightly.

Beside him was Zhu Li with a troubled expression on his face.

Zhu Li said: "Mr. Shen, Ms. Lin is looking for you to order a dress. She doesn't look for anyone else except you. Look..."

Nan Hua smiled lightly, "It's okay, we're open for business, and if someone brings you money, how can you not welcome them? Serve Miss Lin a cup of coffee, and you can go down."

"Okay, Teacher Shen."

After welcoming Lin Yanyan to the sofa in the reception area, Zhu Li served two cups of coffee and went out.

Nan Hua walked over and sat down opposite her.

After looking at her for a while, I found that her complexion was very bad today. Even the expensive foundation couldn't cover up the haggard eyes, the hair hanging down on the forehead, and a dark red scar could be seen vaguely.

Nan Hua took a sip of coffee and asked quietly, "Miss Lin, what kind of dress do you want to make?"

Lin Yanyan raised her chin, "Whatever."

Nan Hua smiled, "It's not easy to do casually."

"Can't do it?"

"It's not that you can't do it, but your request is too general. At least tell me what occasion to wear and what style you want."

"Look at it and do it, as long as I am satisfied."

Nan Hua smiled, "Miss Lin, do you want to make trouble today?"

"If you can't do it, just say it."

Nan Hua was speechless.

Lin Yanyan raised her right leg and tilted her left leg, leaned her back on the sofa, and sneered, "Oh, I almost forgot, Miss Shen's specialty is robbing men. What a shitty designer, you're just trying to catch a girl Tool of."

Nan Hua suppressed the anger in her heart, with sarcasm in her eyes, she smiled lightly, "No, my ability to snatch men is far inferior to that of you, Miss Lin."

She crossed her long legs, and said lightly, "You have been by your mother's side since you were a child, and you have been influenced by your eyes and ears. I, who became a monk halfway, can't compare to you."

Lin Yanyan choked, her face turned blue with anger.

It took her a while to recover.

Smiling coldly, he picked up the cigarette case from his bag, skillfully shook out one, put it in his mouth, pulled the lighter to light it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Bending over, shaking the ashes into the coffee mug.

She opened her red lips and said quietly: "Did you and Brother Bei Yao have a good time that night?"

Nan Hua frowned slightly, "Are you following me?"

"answer me."

Nanhua frowned, and stood up straight, "This is my private matter, there is no need to tell you. Also, I warn you, it's best not to provoke me. If you get angry, I will really take Huo Beiyao Next, what can you do?"

Lin Yanyan sneered, took out a kraft paper envelope from her bag, and threw it on the tea table with provocative eyes, "Brother Beiyao is mine, you can't take it away."

The envelope was left unsealed, and a corner of the photo inside fell out.

Nan Hua took out the first one.

In the photo, Huo Beiyao and Lin Yanyan hug each other affectionately.

After only seeing the first picture, Nan Hua didn't want to look at the second one.

I do not want to see.

I dare not look at it either.

She thought that she didn't care about Huo Beiyao anymore, and she didn't care about that scumbag three years ago, but a mere photo, a photo, let her fail.

Heart is very sour.

It was as if there was a thin thread wrapped around the heart, and it was tightened a little bit until it started to hurt, and the pain made the heart seem to shrink into a small ball.

She couldn't breathe.

His fingers unconsciously pinched the photo tightly, and gradually clenched into a ball.

He didn't even notice that the hard and sharp corners of the photo cut his palm.

She hates her own scum.

Didn't you give up already?

Why do you still feel sad when you see the photo of him and Lin Yanyan hugging each other?

It can't be like this anymore, she thought.

She had to start a new relationship so that she could forget about the old one, and forget about the man.

forget about him.

After an unknown amount of time, Nanhua pulled the corners of her lips and smiled exaggeratedly, "This is a private matter between you and him, so you don't need to show it to me. Unlike Miss Lin, I always like to spy on other people's privacy."

"is it?"

Lin Yanyan stared at her face with piercing eyes, stared at her for a long time, reached out with a hand holding a cigarette, picked up the envelope and stuffed it back into the bag.

Stuff out the cigarette.

She grabbed the bag, stood up, and said casually: "You can make the dress according to the style that Brother Beiyao likes. It's my birthday on Double Eleven. I just need to wear it on my birthday. I'm not in a hurry, you take your time." Take it easy."

Nan Hua was extremely disgusted in her heart, but she responded calmly on the face: "Okay, when the design plan comes out, let my assistant contact you."

"Ok."

Lin Yanyan carried her bag and walked towards the door.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and smiled maliciously, "Miss Shen, I will leave that photo in your hand as a souvenir for you. Next time we will take more exciting photos for you to see, just wait."

After all, she walked away proudly with her slender waist twisted.

Only then did Nan Hua realize that she was holding a photo in her hand.

Slowly spread out the right hand.

Such a hard photo was wrinkled into a ball by her.

The sharp corner of the photo pricked the palm of her hand with bloodstains, but she couldn't feel the pain.

Yes, her fragmented body does not feel pain.

There is a lighter left by Lin Yanyan on the coffee table.

She picked it up, snapped it, and lit the photo.

The orange flame slowly licked the photo, and Lin Yanyan and Huo Beiyao disappeared in the photo little by little.

It burned for a long time before it was completely reduced to ashes.

Nan Hua picked up her phone and called her husband.

After connecting, she put her smile in her voice and said softly, "Sir, are you free tonight? I want to treat you to dinner."

The other party is silent.

Nan Hua's heart raised her throat, which was mixed with a little pain.

She is a little worried.

This is the first time I take the initiative to invite my husband to dinner, and I am afraid of being rejected.

39 seconds later.

The man's magnetic and sexy smoky voice came from the mobile phone in a low voice: "At seven o'clock in the evening, see you at Huajiantang 909, see you soon."