Chapter 194

"Zhimu, thank you for the coat you gave me last time." Xia chuixue suddenly opened her mouth, and her voice interrupted his meditation.

With the usual smile on his face, he handed him the black bag he had been carrying in his right hand. Last time, she was soaked in the rain. He put on his coat for her, and she didn't even want to return it.

His expensive coat has his flavor, which makes her sentimentally attached, so she can only secretly give up.

She knew that secret love was very bitter, but suddenly, when she looked at the unique necklace in his hand, she couldn't help wanting more.

"Boss, you can go home soon. I have to transfer to Paris. For the sake of my hard work for the company, can you give me a jewelry reward as well?" She made fun of him as usual.

"What do you want?"

Junzhimu doesn't care, but he swipes the jewelry in the counter as long as she wants.

No matter what style it is, whether it is suitable or not, he doesn't care.

Xia chuixue saw that he agreed, a burst of joy in his heart, but then there was a greater loss.

She has known him for a long time. If he always has this attitude towards any woman, she can tell herself that she can at least be by his side.

But there was one more job.

The female employees of this luxury jewelry store, which specializes in entertaining international tourists, all know basic Chinese. Hearing their conversation, they immediately enthusiastically rushed forward to introduce Xia Chui Xue the latest and most expensive jewelry.

As like as two peas, he said, "I want the one he bought just now."

Jun Zhimu's brain suddenly felt a great pain. He held the exquisite bag and his hand tightened unconsciously. He felt tired and painful between his eyebrows. With a cold face, he went to the soft sofa on the right side of the counter to sit down.

Xia chuixue talked with the shop assistant in a low voice. He was not interested in women's conversation. He leaned back against the sofa, and the pain in his brain made him secretly exhale.

"Miss, I'm sorry, that Ruby Necklace just now has only one... Other necklaces designed by the same jewelry master are here. Do you like them?"

"Can't you really find the same one?"

She looked back at the man on the other side of the rest seat and said something persistent.

The lady at the counter was in a bit of a dilemma. "I'm very sorry, even if I don't have it in the branch store, there's only one of them."

"If you really want the same model, then... There may be imitations of the same model in the small shops in the downtown..."

imitation.

Xia chuixue sneers at herself from the corner of her lips. There is only one. It is clear that she saw it first, but why she can't have it.

Habitually looking back at the man behind him, suddenly, Xia chuixue's face became nervous, "Zhimu, what's the matter with you?"

"How is Jun Zhimu

Qiao bao'er has been called to the old man's North Garden. It's been nearly two months since he talked to the old man face to face. He's a little uncomfortable.

"What happened to him?"

Asked some inexplicable, she sat up straight waist board, show eyebrow slightly frown, across the coffee table looking at the opposite old man.

"Young lady, please pay more attention to the number of headache attacks of young master Zhimu..."

The old housekeeper stood aside, worried, as if to remind her of something. The gentleman browed and glanced at the housekeeper unhappily, then immediately shut up.

"What's the matter?"

Qiao bao'er remembered that it should be easy to pick her up with Jun Zhimu's strength the night before yesterday, but that day he bumped into the corner of the table for no reason and almost fell on her.

She knew that he would not let this happen as long as he was within the range of his ability, and she was surprised.

Qiao bao'er's heart was filled with uneasiness, and suddenly became nervous. "Grandfather, does Jun Zhi Mu have any disease?"

"Master Zhimu is not ill."

As if out of panic, the old housekeeper quickly retorted that he didn't lie. Junzhimu was really not ill. "It was an old wound..."

"What?"

She couldn't hear the words behind the housekeeper.

There was a long silence——

In the backyard of Beiyuan, there is a row of ornamental bamboos on the other side of the wall, whistling in the autumn wind.

"... if you let him go home to take maternity leave with you, you can let him take care of the company's affairs in this year."

Finally, Qiao bao'er was invited out of the gate of Beiyuan by the maid. Looking back, the gate closed slowly, and the old man's last words were in his ears.

The setting sun in the West was gradually setting. She was called to the old man at noon and sat looking at him awkwardly for almost the whole afternoon. She didn't understand the meaning of Mr. Jun, as if it was just to let Mr. Jun rest.

"Since it's the matter of the king's shepherd, why don't you tell him directly, strange old man..."

She could not help but make complaints about it.

Walking towards Dongyuan, I can't help shrinking my neck. It's a bit cold.

The wind has disturbed her long hair. It is clear that it is just the wind of early autumn, but she has begun to feel the chill. Her clear eyes are looking around the huge Jun's house. Inside the high wall, under the setting sun, all the beautiful scenery is so beautiful that people suddenly feel uneasy.

She thought that when junzhimu came back tonight, she would make a good inquiry.

"Didn't you say you were coming back tonight?"

After dinner, he went back to his bedroom and waited. Qiao bao'er watched the clock turn on the wall. It was past the expected time. He hesitated for a while and took his cell phone to call each other.

"Oh, hello..."

Qiao bao'er heard a strange voice coming from the other end of the mobile phone. She was stunned for a moment, and then quietly listened to the other party's explanation.

It was a man called Xiao Jie, the vice president of the group, who answered the phone. He said that when something happened, junzhimu would come back later.

"Is Jun Zhimu busy now?"

"When he wakes up, I'll tell him that you called..." the vice president's voice is very calm and straight.

But Qiao bao'er wanted to ask more, and then he hung up directly.

Her heart beat a little bit fast suddenly, the finger quickly calls back, but only prompt busy, the line is busy, the phone can't get through.

She was in a state of anxiety all night.

The next morning, she had breakfast with Mr. Jun. Jun Zhiyan and they were also at the table. She was absent-minded and looked at the old man from time to time. She was trying to figure out how to inquire about Mr. Jun's shepherd.

"Young lady, it's an express from America."

This sudden international express made them all curious. Qiao bao'er frowned and opened the package.

It's a jewelry box, a ruby necklace inlaid with platinum.

"Chance..." Qiao Baoer read the French word.

She knew that this French word meant "lucky", but she wondered why junzhimu had sent her a necklace for no reason. When he knew how to take a letter to his wife on a business trip, so romantic, and even sent it home by express, was it a surprise?

I don't know if it's a surprise he gave her, but when Qiao bao'er saw that there was a valuable man's coat in the package, she was really surprised.

If she remembers correctly, this coat seems to have been put on her by the king's shepherd because of the snow and rain in the summer a few days ago.

Does it mean that Xia chuixue packed and sent this package in person?

"I didn't answer the phone... I need someone else to send the gift back by express..." she was very anxious suddenly.

"Grandfather, do you know what Jun Zhimu is up to recently?"

He raised his head and asked the old man.

After breakfast, Jiang Meili was discontented. She took the lead to teach in a cold voice, "what is he doing? You don't know. Zhimu is on a business trip and specially gives you gifts. How can you be a wife?"

Jiang Meili doesn't like her. It seems that her noble mother-in-law hates herself from the first meeting.

She didn't want to argue with people, and she wasn't in the mood.

She looked straight at the old man, lowered her voice, tone suppressed tension, "grandfather, is there something wrong with Jun Zhimu?"